Songs
"FAST ENOUGH FOR YOU"
If time were only part of the equation Then you could draw the bound'ries of our cage You wouldn't pile another stone upon me And I'd be happy just to watch you age
But everything is in its own dominion And waiting in the shallows as I do Appeases me as water slowly trickles out Which isn't nearly fast enough for you
It isn't nearly fast enough for you It isn't nearly fast enough for you Its what I was afraid of I stumble into view But it isn't nearly fast enough for you It isn't nearly fast enough for you.
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"SILENT IN THE MORNING"
My glance is always darting, when I stroll the avenue Avoiding all the obstacles that terrorize my view If you are here with me, I trust you to lead the way When you're not I follow you, and always go astray
Silent in the morning Suspended in the trees Lunch time comes you've found your voice It brings me to my knees The volume just increases The resounding echoes grow Till once again I bask in morning stillness, I love so
The target that I shoot for seems to move with every breath I tighten all my arteries and make one last request Divine creation hears me, and he squashes me with fear I think that this exact thing happened to me, just last year
Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to my knees I will not dismiss you, shelter you, speak with you Smile at you, trust in me, He'd like to brush you off, and I'd agree
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"WASTE"
Don't want to be an actor pretending on the stage Don't want to be a writer with my thoughts out on the page Don't want to be a painter 'cause everyone comes to look Don't want to be anything where my life's an open book
A dream it's true But I'd see it through If I could be Wasting my time with you
Don't want to be a farmer working in the sun Don't want to be an outlaw always on the run Don't want to be a climber reaching for the top Don't want to be anything where I don't know when to stop
A dream it's true But I'd see it through If I could be Wasting my time with you
So if I'm inside your head Don't believe what you might have read You'll see what I might have said To hear it
Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me
So if I'm inside your head Don't believe what you might have read You'll see what I might have said To hear it
Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me Come waste your time with me
Come waste your time with me
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"TALK"
I can't talk my talk with you Nothing's ever soaking through The filter that surrounds your thoughts And holds out lessons left untaught
I can't talk my talk with you Nothing's ever soaking through The filter that surrounds your thoughts And holds out lessons left untaught
I can't talk my talk with you
I can't sing my song with you Nothing's ever soaking through The filter that surrounds your thoughts And holds out lessons left untaught
I can't sing this song with you Nothing's ever soaking through The filter that surrounds your thoughts And holds out lessons left untaught
I can't sing my song with you I can't talk my talk with you
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"BRIAN AND ROBERT"
If you're just staring at your walls observing echoing footfalls from tenants wandering distant halls then this one is for you if children playing all around to you is noise not pleasant sound and you'd be lost on the playground then this one is for you all alone the life you lead a silent diner where you feed bow your head pretend to read this one is for you slip past strangers in the street there's no one that you care to meet longing for your TV seat this one is for you
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"WADING IN THE VELVET SEA"
I took a moment from my day wrapped it up in things you say mailed it off to your address you'll get it pretty soon unless the packaging begins to break and all the points I tried to make are tossed with thoughts into a bin time leaks out my life leaks in you won't find moments in a box and someone else will set your clocks I took a moment from my day wrapped it up in things you say and mailed it off to you
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END OF SESSION
a silent bird / a raging tide a mountainside an open door / looming from the surf a whispered word / a steady wind as we began and then no more / to close in on the earth
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"LAWN BOY"
Throughout the night when there's no direct light and a thin veil of clouds keeps the stars out of sight
I can smell the colors outside on my lawn the moist green organic that my feet tread upon
and the black oleander surrounded by blues I'm soon overwhelmed by olfactory hues
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"BOUNCING AROUND THE ROOM"
The woman was a dream I had Though rather hard to keep for when my eyes were watching hers They closed, And I was still asleep.
For when my hand was holding hers She whispered words and I awoke And faintly bouncing around the room The echo of whomever spoke I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room the echo of whomever spoke.
The place I saw was far beneath The surface of the sea My sight was poor But I was sure The sirens sang their songs for me They dance above me as I sink I see them through a crystal haze And hear them bouncing round the room the never ending coral maze
That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room
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"CONTACT"
The tires are the things on your car That make contact with the road The car is the thing on the road That takes you back to your abode
The tires are the things on your car That make contact with the road Bummed is what you are When you go out to your car and it's been towed
I woke up one morning in November And I realized I love you It's not your headlights in front Your tailpipe, or the skylight above you It's the way you cling to the road When the wind tries to shove you I'd never go riding away And come back home without you....
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Well I hope you enjoyed that and if you are a die hard phish phan and think something else needs to be added you let me know ok ;)
