Full Moon [September 2004]
recorded/mixed by Jack Gallup
Track List:
1.
Chronic – Will Pett
on guitar
2.
Carving a Totem
3.
Manifesto
4.
She Came from Flames
5.
Trying to Hide Her – Will Pett on guitar
6.
This is Me
7.
Jazz Singer
8.
Intensity
9.
The Dragon
10.
Lost at Sea
11.
Wild Jokers – Will Pett
on cellos
12.
The Walk – Will Pett
and Jack Gallup on guitar
Lyrics:
Chronic
You live out of
your guitar case
Walking the
streets and the parking lots
You sit in an
alleyway
Wearing a green
beret
Painting
portraits of beggars and queens
Pluck out a beat
for everyone’s feet
To dance to the
rhythm of the rain
You paint like a
poet
Yes, a poet who
is dying in his sleep
And you’re tired
of being expected and rejected
Every time you
come
And you’re tired
of being beaten
And you’re
clogged with invisible words
With invisible
empty conversations
When will you
find a friend who won’t unravel at the end?
Paintbrushes
paving a new way of thinking
But the bristles
are falling apart
You sit in your
room
In a stagnant
gloom
And a wave of why
am I alive?
You are made to
chop down trees
Fall on your
knees and beg
For forgiveness
of sins
You burn like a
wildfire
Yes, a wildfire
in the deepest flood
And you’re tired
of being expected and rejected
Every time you
come
And you’re tired
of being beaten
And you’re
clogged with invisible words
With invisible
empty conversations
When will you
find a friend who won’t unravel at the end?
Carving a Totem
Under the
blankets
Saying an empty
phrase
Searching for
answers
Looking for ways
– that work
Why didn’t I
simply
Throw them away?
Start over from
scratch
Who cares what
people will say?
I’m carving a
totem
In my backyard
Intricate lines
in the wood
Shaping my magic
– hard
Seems like I’d
been spinning
In a tunnel of
dark
Now I clutch a
tool
To display my
thoughts in bark
It can be a bird
It can be a dream
It can be black
or white
A crystal stream
Branches are
bringing in
Bringing in my
blood
Countless
questions
Always
contradicting my view
Sunlight and
leaves makes more sense
Than what they
drew
They all seemed
to miss something
What do I feel?
I’m lacking the
software
To kneel
It can be a bird
It can be a dream
It can be black
or white
A crystal stream
Branches are
bringing in
Bringing in my
blood
And when I am out
in it
I feel connected
to the breeze
Nature is
reflected under my skin
I am reflected in
the trees
It can be a bird
It can be a dream
It can be black
or white
A crystal stream
Branches are
bringing in
Bringing in my blood
Manifesto
Waking up
Putting on her
make up
Watching the
lighting
Making sure not
to enter too soon
Staying out of
the shadows
Or where the
picture wouldn’t be clear
Noticing symbols
Speaking in
riddles
Editing every
move
“
Her life is a
movie reel
Reeling in
everything
Absorbing,
deleting
Beginning,
repeating
Always asking
what would be real
Narrating every
step
Stepping to a
beat
Silence or
laughter
Should this part
go after
or should it not
have an end?
Detailed scene
Red, blue, green
Invisible cameras
Scripted words
and signs
Facing an
audience
Even when she’s
alone
Metaphors mingle
With beauty to
tingle
Everyone’s skin
“I chose not to
choose.”
Her life is a
movie reel
Reeling in
everything
Absorbing,
deleting
Beginning,
repeating
Always asking
what would be real
Narrating every
step
Stepping to a
beat
Silence or
laughter
Should this part
go after
or should it not
have an end?
She Came from Flames
Eyes like burning
coals
Fire breathes in
The hottest lava
flows
Through her veins
She takes her
cigarette
Blows summer from
her lips
On every single
breath
I feel the flames
within her sing,
Dancer in the
rain
Come in
Come in
Burn your pain
away
I am
What you’ve been
missing
Swirling through
the air
She will make you
sweat
Touch her if you
dare
You won’t get out
Crimson colored
queen
Growing with
every gust – of wind
And begin to
chant the words of lust,
Dancer in the
rain
Come in
Come in
Take me for your
pain
I am
What you’ve been
missing
Trying to Hide Her
Gold is too heavy
And silver too
bright
I lost all my
money
Late last night
I stood at the
river
Holding my breast
Dare me to jump
I’ll dare me the
rest
It’s all a big
secret
I’m in love with
the leader
I wish I’d forget
him
But it seems I am
blind
Under the surface
Trying to hide
her
My eyes were like
windows
I could not open
wider
I could see only
sea
My hair is too
black
I stare into
puddles
And they stare
right back
It’s all a big
lie
I’m a fool for
his love
Closing my lips
Doesn’t do any
good
It’s all a big
secret
I’m in love with
the leader
I wish I’d forget
him
But it seems I am
blind
This is Me
This is me trying
to deal
This is me trying
to heal
This is me
I’m trying to
tear down a shelf
Because I throw
my books on the floor
I can’t build
anymore
I can’t build
What’s the use of
shelf you don’t use?
What’s the use of
book you abuse?
What’s the use of
a friend you refuse?
If you keep your
world in a jar,
Do you think that
you will go far?
Do you think that
you will go at all?
This is me trying
to sleep
This is me
beginning to weep
This is me
I’m trying to
open a cage
Because I don’t
think I’m here
I don’t even feel
I don’t feel
What’s the use of
a cage anyway?
What’s the use of
the words that I say?
What’s the use of
a friend who won’t stay?
If you keep your
world in a jar,
Do you think that
you will go far?
Do you think that
you will go at all?
This is me
And I try to
explain
That I am like
rain
This is me
Jazz Singer
Traffic lights
flicker
I understand you
more
By the light in
the leaves
Moving slowly
around
Somewhat calm and
lonely
I understand the
time
By the blues of
the darkness
Moving slowly
inside
I’m just a jazz
singer
A blue note
Making the world
sway and swing
What’s a day that
ain’t swingin’?
Rainy night in
the city
I understand the
signs
By the sound of
my own voice
Moving slowly to
die
Singing is my
healer
I understand my
life
By the parts that
surrender
Moving slowly
across the line
I’m just a jazz
singer
A blue note
Making the world
sway and swing
What’s a day that
ain’t swingin’?
Intensity
It’s a hectic
race
Chaos enters
space
Some of us will
strive
Some of us will
not
But we all search
For intensity
For that ecstasy
Waiting to be
found
I read a poem
It made me want
to live
Made me want to
roam – with you
It said what are
you waiting for?
Love should not
restrain
You are free
Full moons
Bring out the
colored sea
Bring out the
stars
For us to view
We both look for
something new
Amongst the
darkness
Above the sand
We walk the earth
I read a poem
It made me want
to live
Made me want to
roam – with you
It said what are
you waiting for?
Love should not
restrain
You are free
It’s a hectic
race
For intensity
You are free
The Dragon
Rode in on a
monster
Dragging his tail
in the air
And he was
burning down the woods
Told me not to
watch him
As he took away
the pines
But my eyes
aren’t fixed like blinds
Tell another
story
About another
trip you took
And all the steps
you left behind
Sometimes I feel
like I’m just another
Warm body aching,
shaking
Suffocating alone
I’m dry as a sea
Rode in on a
monster
Flapping his
wings in the sky
And he was
burning down the woods
Nothing seemed to
matter
No ones tears and
no one’s pain
Like letting it
rust in the rain
Get out of the
story
You don’t belong
in here
No you don’t, no
you don’t
Sometimes I feel
like I’m just another
Warm body aching,
shaking
Suffocating alone
I’m dry as a sea
Lost at Sea
Walking the sands
Empty handed
again
Longing for
warmth, I cry
Waiting for you
I am lost at sea
The forecast was
grey
And the wind blew
away
Every dream I had
kept in a jar
Waiting for you
I am lost at sea
I wish you’d come
back to stay
But I know you’ve
made your own way
So, I’ll walk the
sands
Empty-handed
again
Dreaming of days
that have gone
Waiting for you
I am lost at sea
Wild Jokers
A cloudy morning
Without a color
to its name
A row of people
By a steeple
Over an organ
playing
I had a dream
Beyond a
honeysuckle stream
Then I left
Moving slowly
Through the
parking lot
You didn’t see me
But I didn’t want
you to
A glistening lily
Lying in the rain
A symbol for pain
Not mine
Jokers are wild
Lay them all down
Something is
easing
My mind
An empty mirror
And flowers
wrapped in lace
A broken ceiling
Broken feeling
I catch my breath
Cold blood in
these veins
It’s been a long
day
Stare out my
window – everything’s golden
Streets are
washed with petals
Sun shining over
– flowering meadows
I feel a pulse in
me
I am sorry
I am not a solid
state
You are without
knowing
The heat I need
Jokers are wild
Lay them all down
Something is
easing
My mind
The Walk
It is a cold and
awful road
Some carry
torches to lighten the load
Some wearing
seals to ward off the weather
Into the darkness
we go
Dusty and dead
are the bones we drag
Follow the train
in the boots that sag
Shedding the
tears of the poor broken land
Where the water
runs red down into the mud
Ain’t got no time to turn our heads
Ain’t got no rights to sleep in our beds
Running by stars
and the smell of man’s blood
Who does the moon
shine for now?
It is a cold and
awful road
Some carry
torches to lighten the load
Some wearing
seals to ward off the weather
Into the darkness
we go