1. Amityville - Electric guitar 2. Brain-Fart - Electric guitar 3. Surprise - Electric guitar 4. True Story - Steel string 5. Contestants - Electric guitar 6. Clues - Electric guitar 7. Plateau - Steel string 8. The Walk - Steel string 9. Perimeter - Steel string 10. Colorblind - Nylon string 11. Sayonara - Electric guitar 12. Astral Weeks (Van Morrison cover) - Steel string 13. Marie’s the Name (Elvis cover) - Nylon string Amityville Felt what I suppose was real, making a guess, make an appeal Fake is as good as real, if you can’t tell, if you can’t feel If I find what I followed, if I see the day Still belong to what I’ve forgone, day in and day out Create whatever we need, finally retrieve anything missing Date the calendar hiss, twist with a peel, Amityville If I find what I followed, if I see the day Still belong to what I’ve forgone, day out and day in, day out, day out, day out, day out, day out. If I find what I’ve followed, still belong to what I’ve forgone Brain-Fart Let’s do you up my little tulip, let’s get dolled up my little darling, Make away with you my lil’ true blue, I claim my stake for you I’ll use a lil’ voodoo In reflection through delight, contradictions lead to fights Deflecting blows at night, corrections are taboo but right Brain-fart, while I’m in charge. Brain-fart, while I’m in charge. Distance from another light, closest clarity becomes trite I delineate alright, have paws but don’t bite Brain-fart, and I’m in charge. Brain-fart, while I’m in charge. Surprise Blocking all the spectator’s views, is anything anyone else wouldn’t chose Cover is shallow and leaks right through, exposed to the elements you’ll always lose Many I think about you, many maybe you too Many a bright and glowing, damn full moon Many a time for stopping, many a time we stare Just for something other than when we’ve been and where Surprise, surprise, so bright, it’s so bright! Surprise, so bright, it’s your prize Suspended animation confused, deliberate achievements defused Intended derailment ensues, surprise attack issued Sorry I stopped talking, but to keep the peace my mindless ramblings had to cease, Tales of too long to remember exactly, tales of a previous trajectory Surprise, surprise, so bright, it’s so bright! Surprise, so bright, it’s your prize True Story Good ideas are few&far between, not to be discouraging What I sold and what I see can’t be unseen Bad news just flies off the shelf, it’s good for business but bad for health Good news you gotta make up yourself, made-up but true melts everything else But that’s a story for another day, that’s a story for another day, pretty much what I mean to say is that’s a story I don’t wanna explain but I want to explain. Black & white, that leaves grey out, truths bind people, falsies cause doubt Illusory imagery imagine inside-out, no armor, no route Contestants I used to think I could win a contest in this world, but turns out contestants are mountainous and hard to traverse. And I blister, and I bleed-out, and all I see that’s done is placed me somewhere out. Might be low, might be low and time is gonna go by slow. Should I tell them to go? I’ll tell them to go, but they’ll come back again, you know I coulda been somebody, I coulda been a contender, permitting the play is made, it’s produced of a pretender. My back aches, and I’m broke down, and all I see that’s done is placed me somewhere out. Chorus, then: You might be an extra person Turn back, don’t relax, make tracks Next steps your best bet, don’t regret. But I faint, and I seize-up, and all that’s seemed to do is place me somewhere out Clues And you say you might be low, fall flat, flap-jack, or dominoes Honesty’s not always true, just think of how it might be viewed And can they interpret clues? Say that you don’t bother, say that you don’t wanna And you said it might be law, interspersed cursed traversed with all, Humbly, sincerely yours, just think of how it all gets blurred, and can they interpret clues? And you said you might be far, interstate locomotive travel-displaced You can only be where you are: Now, here, never there, near, alarm! And can they interpret clues? Plateau Helter skelter, but make haste. Heat it swelters/shelters, sweeten to taste Time is a murderer, so say adieu, better start practicing your cackling, tout a l’heure No more future, maybe later, timings terrible, make it better You’ve got it all planned out, you’ve got it all right in its place. But when you’re building a bomb, you know there’s a chance it’ll blow up in your face It rains blood when your back is turned, upraised graves I’m amazed, you’ve got what’s earned Mines all literature, introduce myself to you, burn your furniture, nothing impromptu Chorus The Walk Put a square in the round hole, see how that goes. Draw a peg but instead inspire dread, We’re getting old, we might be told, you’re the one to know when it shows. But all my words go out the window. I’ll tell you at home, if I tell you at all, I’ll tell you what I said If you’re getting slow, your own self be true, get in a row, explode! My conscious pulls my process apart, each piece returns to its start. Glare is dim you recall. Flare up big and then recoil. Chorus Bridge: There’s a hole in your jeans and a snake in your boot and lifetime of thinking of what to do. Chorus Perimeter When I look into your eyes, nothing really matters. Then I look to the side and get embarrassed. And you would too, I know you. And the commute is through. I want you to know I want you to see. I want you to feel I want you to be in perimeter of me. Colorblind I didn’t want to notify you, there could be reprimands issued. Never mind, ay, let’s just go. Declaration definitely behold and told. Many a time I go outta my mind just trying to think what to do, There’s a thin line between living and dying and when you quit moving you’re through. I didn’t want to notify you. Issues, wishes, glitches all subdued. Never mind all that is true. Colorblind loss of hues, loss of clues. Chorus Sayonara You’d rather stay, I’d rather be apart into today the rules say don’t start. I’d rather stay, you’d rather be apart, unfair game when the rules say don’t start. Don’t start. Believe we’re doomed, we’re goners, we’re through, sayonara!