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Can You See the Light?
04:48
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Can you see the light
(I see it)
You stumble through the streets
Assaulted endlessly by dirty colors
The eyes of others
Can you see the light
Two weeks since the world appeared from black
The ugly shapes your eyes can’t take, you want to give it back
A miracle they said, we cured your ailing head
Can you believe it, you must be thankful
Can you see the light
Dawn broke with just a murmur
The sound, the smell, the taste, the feel of life
The city was a fugue you used to move through seamlessly
Your brilliant fingers led you by your heart
(I see it)
Two years since they fixed your broken head
You only walk along the streets after the sun has set
You hungered for the sight of colors, shapes and eyes
This sad parade’s a bad heartbreak
Can you see the light
Light cheapening the morning
Light pouring scorn into the streets
Light throwing shadows on the faces passing by
You’re looking now but can you see the light
Light in the mirror throwing shadows on your heart
You’re looking now but can you see the light
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2. |
Uh Oh
03:34
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Uh oh I am coming apart
I feel kind of sick in an interesting way
I try to fit my body into something today
My head is askew, my shoulders; crooked
There's a line that reads somewhere, sometime I must be found
I'm walking funny
Oh don't look now
Wonder if I'm weakening my world somehow
My arms are uneven, my toes; gone
There's a mad rolling motion says my mind is wrong
Uh oh I am coming apart again
I feel kind of sick in an interesting way
I try to fit my body into something today
My head is askew, my shoulders; crooked
There's a line that reads somewhere, sometime I must be found
I'm walking funny
Oh don't look now
Wonder if I'm weakening my world somehow
My arms are uneven, my toes; gone
There's a mad rolling motion says my mind is wrong
Uh oh I am coming apart again
I'm kind of sick today and
I forgot what I was going to say
It doesn't matter anyway
I'm not really here
Uh oh I am coming apart
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3. |
Angels
04:12
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I fight the demons every day now that I get up
It's getting hard but I try
The worst the demons done is set upon me, vulnerable
Pushing me about until I cry
At night I struggle with the dreams and things of nightmares
That the demons send me while I am asleep
And in the morning when I look into the mirror
I fight the demons while I brush my teeth and I say ...
This wasted shell of mine is weaker than it was before
How much can one believer take
It tries my patience and it throws my logic out the door
Til I can no longer relate
One day I'll step onto the deck and look before me
At a world that is alien to see
But then again, I've noticed that the looks I get
Are saying that the alien is me and they say...
Sometimes the lights play tricks on my eyes
I have to close my mind
But if the lights are out the demons return
That's when reality lies...
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4. |
In the Middle
05:00
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Your tears match mine but
I wonder why you cry
I tremble while you shake
The lady laughs while we die
Are you sleeping well tonight
Do your dreams show you visions that you fear
As I sit with you my friend, dear friend
Is our vision somehow blocked somehow unclear
I’ve seen your smile
It looks like mine
Eyes locked to eyes
You're searching thoughts, what do you find
Are you eating well tonight
Do you exercise the choice to use your head
How’s your faith, Mother wants to know
I'm sorry that I’ve questioned what you've said
When the day is done, the swan has sung her final song
We’ll meet in the middle
It has been a long, long road, we will never be alone
When we meet in the meadow
Within my heart I’m fighting for your life
In my life it plays a vital part
Part of you is held within the rhythm
The rhythm is the beating of your heart
We have said I know you well, still sometimes it’s hard to tell
We’ll meet in the middle
And it’s has been a long, long time, the narrow road is hard to find
We will meet in the meadow
We'll meet in the meadow
Light shall pass through thick and shallow
All that lead shall also follow
I love you
Time holds only mirth and shadow
I’ve seen your smile
It looks like mine
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5. |
Sped Away
05:01
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Deborah started to amuse me
In little ways that made me smile
Deborah tried to appease me
It didn't work for a little while
I told Deborah that and
I told Deborah this and
I dreamed nighttimes ended with a Deborah kiss
When we were children I allowed her
To creep into my heart real slow and
I believed that I was also invited
And acted accordingly so
While she leaned behind the tree with whatshisname
I closed my eyes to imagine
And later on when I was weeping on her shoulder
I shook with fits of teenage passion
I told Deborah that and
I told Deborah this and
I dreamed nighttimes ended with a Deborah kiss
Deborah started to amaze me
In simple ways that struck me deep
Deborah let my affection drift away
Something she didn't want me to keep
While she leaned behind the tree with whatshisname
I closed my eyes to imagine
And later on when I was weeping on her shoulder
I shook with fits of teenage passion
I told Deborah that and
I told Deborah this and
I dreamed nighttimes ended with a Deborah kiss
I told Deborah this and
I told Deborah that
Then I finally believed
Deborah left me flat
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6. |
Struck Her Dead
04:51
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She said goodnight and then her God struck her dead
Done out of spite and to prove he was right
Her body lay still and the blue moonlight touched her face
And her hand turned cold, as she lay alone
And now she’s gone and no one cares
Life continues on
And nothing’s lost
And nothing’s gained
He said goodnight and turned out the light and laid down his head
And in the dark he talked to a God
And now he’s gone and no one cares
Life continues on
And nothing’s lost
And nothing’s gained
God went to bed and said her prayers, to whom did she pray?
And if dreams come true, and if you’re a God, what do you dream?
And she’s all alone and no one cares
Life continues on
And nothing’s lost
And nothing’s gained
And now he’s gone and no one cares
Life continues on
And nothing lost is nothing gained
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7. |
World View
05:22
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What a shame it is (ah shame, shame, shame)
When I blame it all on you (ah, not me, sissy)
In the cinema (in the what?!?)
When I frame it all around you (I see Rene!)
Who could believe it, you know it's true
I got my own way to convict you
Offenses of taste and decency
Theology and geometry
Crashing down on my worldview
And the messed up things you do
I'm always looking out for you
Don't you fight me now (ah put 'em up)
I'm going to write it down for you (oh, write it down brother, write it down)
I'm your working girl (I'm a man)
In the Night of Joy with you (oh joy)
Who could believe it, you know it's true
My valve shuts down around you
Revolution in a factory
Pirates eating all our weenies
Crashing down on my worldview
And the fucked up things I do
I'm always reaching out to you
Who could believe it, you know it's true
My boy and me
Kissing off the university
Crashing down on my worldview
And the fucked up things we do
How can I make it up to you
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8. |
The Lot Of Us
04:40
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When we ride our bikes and we don't fall down
And we ride in the driveway and we ride into town
Our family cries as we ride away
And we visit our friends but we never stay
So faithfully the turning is clear
The movement of the wheels, dear
So faithfully the cog and the spring
Spokes go around and the gears sing
When we drive our cars and we don't make a crash
And we drive to some buildings and we drive to some grass
We crisscross the country 'til we settle down
And we listen to music as the sun goes down
So faithfully we stomp on the breaks
Growling, squealing
So faithfully we make our mistakes
Howling, beaming
The lot of us
When we fly in our planes and we go so far
And we're up so high like the smallest star
We go to the places we've never been and
We go to see Grandma and we go see Christine
When we walk with our legs, we move on our feet
And our knees get the job done and they cross the street
We walk through the city and we walk through the trees and
We're holding hands
The lot of us
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9. |
Pattypan
05:09
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You want to be my one
And walk into the sun
And take me by the hand
And wander through this land
You want to be my main
And shuffle through the rain
And take me by the lips
And shower me with bliss
You mighty fine talker
I like the way you offer
The world upon your shoulders
You'll pick apart the boulders
A tantalizing path
As much as we can grab from this world that we live in
I could wake to your sweet eyes every morning I rise
You want to be my goon
And stroll under the moon
And take me by the arms
And fly me to the stars
You mighty fine talker
I like the way you offer
The world behind your breastbone
A place where I could rest, home
A secret you can't keep, though you ain't said a peep
When I feel your body moving
I can see it in your eyes, every moment you rise
You want to be my keep
And swim into the deep
And hold me while I weep
And fall with me to sleep
I want to fill your heart
And finish what I start
And climb inside your smile
And stay there for a while
You mighty fine talker
I like the way you offer
The world behind your breastbone
A place where I could rest, home
A tantalizing path
As much as we can grab from this world that we grieve in
I could wake to your sweet eyes every morning I rise
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10. |
Sufferers
04:16
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Wintertime sufferers
They don't publically grieve
Discreetly in their suffering
Never showing their teeth
Summertime sufferers
They're falling down on their knees, bereaved
Such stylish suffering, they couldn't stand on their feet
On the ground weeping
They just couldn't stand on their feet, no
Autumntime sufferers
Are prone to quote poetry
They feast on their suffering
Because it's so bittersweet
When Springtime sufferers are jolted out of their sleep
Displeased, they writhe, suffering
Can't even stand on their feet
On the ground weeping
They just couldn't stand on their feet, no
Wintertime sufferers, they hide their face
In their frozen grace
Summertime sufferers, they fall on their knees
They moan and wail, they cause a scene
Autumntime sufferers dig in the clay
For something to say
Young Springtime sufferers can't grow or bloom
‘Cause they rot too soon
On the ground weeping
They just couldn't stand on their feet, no
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11. |
Gasoline In My Veins
04:22
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The dirty Swiss, 1806, invented the I.C.E.
1906, the Model S, was every man’s wet dream
Let’s take the highway, we'll drive all night
I'll watch for 5-0, you watch the lights
And if perchance we reach the sea
Then you can scatter me, oh
Gasoline, it's in my veins
It gets me off, it kills the pain
Where does it get you? I don't know
Where does it get you? I don't know
So here we sit, 2006, with one foot in the grave
We stab and steer and never fear, we're gunning all the way
Let's take the highway, we'll drive all night
I'll watch for 5-0, you watch the lights
And if perchance we reach the sea
Then you can scatter me, oh
Gasoline, it's in my veins
It gets me off, it kills the pain
Where does it get you? I don't know
Where does it get you? I don't know
Just grab the keys and take this road, all through the night
Douse yourself, with traffic lights
No control, no remorse
Salvation is an iron horse that takes you over the mountain
Or, sometimes it takes you under the highway
Or, sometimes just to the edge of the city
Or, you hope to make it out of the driveway
But, it looks like we’ve run out of gasoline
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Steven Bolinger San Francisco, California
Steven Bolinger
is an independent multi-instrumentalist and composer steeped in rock 'n' roll culture living in San
Francisco, CA.
He has a penchant for The Metal™, progressive rock and electronica/dance music, and on occasion, a good melody.
He is lyrically challenged and not a musical theater person (though many of his friends are).
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