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1. Nice To Know You |
"Nice To Know You"
Better than watching Gellar bending silver spoons.
Better than witnessing new born nebulaes in bloom.
She who sees from 'up-high' smiles and surely sings.
Perspective pries your once weighty eyes and it gives you wings.
I haven't felt the way I feel today
in so long it's hard for me to specify.
I'm beginning to notice how much this feels like a waking limb...
pins and needles,
nice to know you,
goodbye!
Deeper than the deepest Cousteau would ever go.
And higher than the heights of what we often think we know.
Blessed she who clearly sees the wood for the trees.
To obtain a 'bird's eye' is to turn a blizzard into a breeze.
I haven't felt the way I feel today
in so long it's hard for me to specify.
I'm beginning to notice how much this feels like a waking limb...
pins and needles,
nice to know you...
goodbye!
So could it be that it has been there all along?
"Circles"
You saw me lost and treading water,
I looked pathetic,
I looked as helpless as a stinger without a bee.
But underneath my presentation, (yeah.)
I knew the walls were coming down
and the stones that fell were aiming away from me.
Hey! What would it mean to you
to know that it'll come back around again?
Hey! Whatever it means to you,
know that everything moves in circles.
I saw you standing in my headlights. (Blink, blink, blink.)
I thought I'd run you down for the weight you left on me.
Instead I pushed rewind, reversed and drove away.
And seeing you disappear in my rearview brought to me the word 'Reciprocity!'
Hey! What would it mean to you
to know that it'll come back around again?
Hey! Whatever it means to you,
know that everything moves in circles.
Round and round we go...
who could've known it'd end so well?
We fall on and we fall off...
existential carousel.
"Wish You Were Here"
I dig my toes into the sand.
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket.
I lean against the wind, pretend that i am weightless and in this moment i am
happy.
[Chorus:]
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here.
I lay my head onto the sand.
The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it.
I'm counting ufo's.
I signal them with my lighter
and in this moment i am happy, happy.
[Chorus]
The world's a roller coaster and I am not strapped in.
Maybe I should hold with care,but my hands are busy in the air.
[Chorus]
"Just A Phase"
I am bottled fizzy water
And you are shaking me up
You are a fingernail running
Down the chalkboard I thought I left in third grade
Now my only consolation
Is that this could not last forever
Even though you're singing and thinking how well you've got it made
Who are you?
When will you be through
Yeah, it's just a phase
It will be over soon
Yeah, it's just a phase
Yeah, it's just a...phase
Call it women's intuition
But I think I'm on to something here
Temporaryism has been the 'Black Plague'
And the Jesus of our age
I know I must sound opinionated
Maybe biased and quite possibly jaded
But sooner than later they'll be throwing quarters at you on the stage
Who are you?
When will you be through
Yeah, it's just a phase
It will be over soon
Yeah, it's just a phase
Yeah, it's just a...phase
And I am waiting for it to be over too
"11 A.M."
seven a.m.,
the garbage truck beeps as it backs up
and I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away.
Could I push rewind?
The credits traverse signifying the end but I missed the best part.
Could we please go back to start?
Forgive my indecision
Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side.
But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride.
eleven a.m.,
by now you would think that I would be up
but my bedsheets shade the heat of choices I've made.
And what did I find?
I never thought I could want someone so much
'cause now you're not here and I'm knee deep in
that old fear.
Forgive my indecision... I am only a man
Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side.
But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride.
Twelve pm and my dusty telephone rings.
Heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be?
I hope it's you.
"Blood On The Ground"
I don't want to talk to you anymore;
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around,
cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.
Hand over my heart; I swear I've tried everything in my power.
Two weeks in one hour I slaved, and now I've got nothing to show.
Oh, if only you'd grow taller than a brick wall.
From now on I'm gonna start holding my breath when you come around
and you flex that fake grin, cause something inside me has said more than twice
that breathing less air beats breathing you in!
I don't want to talk to you anymore;
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around,
cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.
Hand over my mouth; I'm earning the right to my silence.
In quiet, discerning between ego and timing.
Good judgement is once again proving to me
that it's still worth it's weight in gold.
So from now on I'm gonna be so much more wary when you start to speak
and my warm blood starts to boil,
that seeing you is like pulling teeth and hearing you is like
chewing tin foil.
I don't want to talk to you anymore;
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around,
cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.
High fives to better judgement. By saying less, I will gain more.
Low twos to you my fickle friend, who brought the art of silent war.
"Mexico"
You could see me reaching
So why couldn't you have met me half way?
You could see me bleeding
And you would not put pressure on the wound.
You only think about yourself...
You only think about yourself...
You better bend before I go
on the first train to Mexico.
You could see me breathing
And you still kept your hand over my mouth.
You could feel me seething
But you just turned your nose up in the air.
You only think about yourself...
You only think about yourself...
You better bend before I go
on the first train to Mexico.
"Warning"
Bat your eyes girl, be otherworldly,
count your blessings, seduce a stranger.
What's so wrong with being happy?
Kudos to those who see through sickness.
When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by.
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal.
When will we learn? When will we change?
Just in time to see it all fall down.
Those left standing... will make millions...
writing books on the way it should have been.
When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by.
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
Floating in this cosmic jacuzzi
we are like frogs oblivious to the water starting to boil.
No one flinches, we all float face down.
When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by.
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
"Warning"
Bat your eyes girl, be otherworldly,
count your blessings, seduce a stranger.
What's so wrong with being happy?
Kudos to those who see through sickness.
When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by.
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal.
When will we learn? When will we change?
Just in time to see it all fall down.
Those left standing... will make millions...
writing books on the way it should have been.
When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by.
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
Floating in this cosmic jacuzzi
we are like frogs oblivious to the water starting to boil.
No one flinches, we all float face down.
When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by.
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by."
"Have You Ever"
To get up and walk away would be too easy.
So stay and stand your ground, just watch your mouth with me.
On the back of every right, there's a wrong looming.
So here you and I should tread as soft as these razor blades for boots will let
be.
Have you ever tried to step in my shoes?!
Have you ever tried to balance that beam?!
And if you ever tried to fit in my shoes,
They'll never be quite as soft as they seemed.
(Thought!)
Unabashed honesty would be ideal,
But a prophet did once say that honesty is a lonely word.
So where do we go from here... Abandon ship now?
My problem is you made me melt and I don't want to be frozen anymore.
Have you ever tried to step in my shoes?!
Have you ever tried to balance that beam?!
And if you ever tried to fit in my shoes,
They'll never be quite as soft as they seemed.
Have you ever... Have you ever tried to?
I have never... I have never tried to.
Have you ever tried to step in my shoes?!
Will you ever try to balance that beam?!
And if you ever try to fit in my shoes,
They'll never be quite as soft as they seemed.
"Are You In"
It’s so much better
When everyone is in
Are you in?
It’s so much better
When everyone is in
Are you in?
Oooooh oooooh
Are you in?
Youuuuuu ooooh
Are you in?
It’s so much better
When everyone is in
Are you in?
It’s so much easier
When sea foam green is in fashion
Yooouuuhhhh yooouuuooh
Are you in?
Yooouuuuh oooh oooh ooh
Are you in?
Are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
are you
(everybody everybody in)
(oooh oooh ooh)
Yoooouuuuuuh ooh
Are you in?
Yooouuuuuuuh ooh
Oooh
"Under My Umbrella"
When I close my eyes... I can see for miles.
There's comfort in my dark seat... and chaos in the aisles.
These eyes are not your eyes
and these eyes are not the color that your arid eyes might be.
No, I was not around
when those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see.
When I close my eyes... I remember why I smile.
Under my umbrella... I'm an accomplished exile.
These eyes are not your eyes
and these eyes are not the color that your arid eyes might be.
No, I was not around
when those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!
If this is right, I'd rather be wrong.
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind.
"Aqueous Transmission"
I’m floating down a river
Oars freed from their holes long ago
Lying face up on the floor
Of my vessel
I marvel at the stars
And feel my heart overflow
Further down the river
Two weeks without my lover
I’m in this boat alone
Floating down a river named emotion
Will I make it back to shore?
Or drift into the unknown
Further down the river
I’m building an antenna
Transmissions will be sent
When I am through
Maybe we can meet again
Further down the river
And share what we both discovered
Then revel in the view
Further down the river
I’m floating down a river