B i o g r a p h y (by Official Label)
Freedom often begins from terror, and White Hinterland's third album, Baby, addresses the fear that comes along with breaking out of established rituals, or leaving a comfortable place, and striking out into the unknown. Four years after her profile-raising release, Kairos (2010), Casey Dienel aka White Hinterland has taken the gloves off and knuckled down to produce a deep, dark, heady mix of songs. After two and a half years of writing and recording material in Montreal and Portland, OR, Dienel moved back in to her family home in Scituate, MA. There she forged a new aesthetic, spending five months building her own studio, The Glades, in her parents' basement - the same space where she practiced piano and vocal lessons as a child. Determined to helm her new album, Dienel spent months studying production, poring over YouTube tutorials about Protools, mic'ing techniques and other minutiae. Armed with this self-taught skill and her new studio, Dienel set forth to subvert the existing power structure of male producer as svengali and female artist as figurehead (see: Billy Corgan/Courtney Love, Timbaland/Aaliyah, Phil Spector/The Ronettes). She created her own, new path on Baby, which showcases her as a singer/songwriter/producer who has only become bolder and more resolute over the past three-plus years. Calling in her friends as pinch hitters, Dienel worked acclaimed musicians Sean Carey (Bon Iver, S. Carey), Neal Morgan (Joanna Newsom, Bill Callahan), and Cole Kamen-Green (Beyoncé). On her first four records, Dienel projected her fears and fantasies onto imaginary characters, role play, and lush atmospherics. If Kairos was a work of atmosphere, a forty-minute-long reverie without any narrative, then Baby sits at the opposite end of that spectrum. Baby is about song craft. It is forceful, rooted in the physicality of the voice, percussion and piano, and it is about getting straight to the point, which Dienel does on the very first song. Lead-off track "Wait Until Dark" begins a capella, just Dienel's voice in a reverberant room. That voice is capable of carrying a significant melodic and emotional load, and on Baby's title track it swoops dramatically from an edge-of-cliff howl to her crystalline upper-range, then back down to a soulful growl. By the end of the song, sounding exhausted but ready to push forward, Dienel again drops away the arrangement, leaving just her voice, stripped bare and pushed to the very edges of its significant range, "Say I'll take a sip, but I can't leave a drop," she repeats over and over: "Is this my weakness?" These audacious choices were intentional, she says, "As producer I made the call to scale back the reverb, saw off the synths and seat my voice front and center for the first time. It was not accidental." The themes explored on Baby are universal but it is Dienel's singular reaction to what life has thrown in front of her that makes the record unique. "I would say the themes of this record to me are personal agency, strength, growth, determination," she posits. "And to get those things is usually fucking terrifying and comes with casualties and loss." Call it Millennial Anxiety, if you like. "White Noise" erupts over alcoholism and abandonment while "Wait Until Dark" and "Sickle No Sword" are paeans to violence and breaches of security. On the unsparing "Dry Mind" mention is made of "No Plan B, no B.A., No Exit." "Live WIth U" and "Baby" take aim at both the narrator and object of desire. "David" describes the dangerous lotus-eater effect of nostalgia, both a eulogy to the past and a celebration of life even at its most brutal. "No Devotion" asks the question of nature vs. nurture. Do we inherit these behaviors or are they learned over the time? And can we unlearn them? Baby's production is marked by extremes, and it continually returns to the piano, Dienel's first love. Where her earlier work occasionally showcased a strong Joni Mitchell influence, on new songs like "David" she finds herself in Fiona Apple territory. "Whatever you say, don't say we we're lucky. Whatever you do, don't call it chance," she croons with a mixture of regret and relief. "That's like saying it was an accident when I was running at you with my sharpest knife." Her lifelong love of R&B and gospel also comes to the fore, these resonant styles complement and contrast the sharp dynamic shifts, booming drums, and blasts of brass. Consider "Ring the Bell": her confident vocals buoy the song as it grows larger and more forthright, winding itself up into a maelstrom that feels like the seasick experience of falling head over heels in love. On "Metronome," Baby's centerpiece and most assertive track, she declares, "All day long I'm a boss." She's not asking for someone to serve as a steadying influence, but instead requiring that it's necessary to keep up with her. Dienel's Baby is both the pop cliché of "Oooh, Baby Baby" and Dienel telling herself to stop being such a baby. It is a word of both endearment and dismissal, repurposed to serve her needs. It's a cathartic embrace of hardship, the crucible which can forge the strongest steel. It is the past three years of her life distilled into song: joy, heartbreak, frustration, longing, disappointment, anger, and loss accumulated, poured out and reborn in this new, unflinching release.
Wind-Up Canary - 2006-03-14 - Casey Dienel
Doctor Monroe Everything Baby James Cabin Fever Frankie and Annette Coffee Beanery Embroidery Fat Old Man Stationary Tundra All or Nothing La La Song
Better in Manhattan J'ai 26 Ans Mon amie la rose My Love Requiem pour un con
Wind-Up Canary
Doctor Monroe Years ago the phone rang off the hook for Dr. Monroe But he's erased the names in his little black book, he's living alone Oh, you might have seen him chain-smoking on national TV Drinking scotch on the rocks and flipping through playboy magazines He will not hello, invite you to his chateau in the Pyrenees He's a real sharp shooter, good looker, smooth talker with the ladies He's running on high speed trains seeing visions of what he used to have Like a choir boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man Ten years ago he quit the material world He started speaking to the sixth dimension through public urinals Oh, her got curious and started wearing some of Helen's clothes He quit the firm and set up practice in his bathtub Helen said "darling, I'm concerned, do you think that you'll pull through Or should I call the doctor?" He said "that's what I am, you fool." He's running on high speed trains seeing visions of what he used to have Like a choir boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man He's got his hair slicked back and his boots laced tight and shined He makes a killer first impression 'cause he smells like turpentine Oh, he'll slide beside you and ask you for his name He extinguishes his cigarette in your water and then gives it a swig "when is your stop? Where are you getting off?" Gee, I can't be so sure, maybe Berlin, or maybe not He's running on high speed trains seeing visions of what he used to have Like a choir boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man When he comes in to see you he will look you straight in the eye When he says "voulez-vous coucher avec moi?" Run for you life Cause he's running on high speed trains seeing visions of what he used to have Like a choir boy in the wings it's the death of a ladies man Everything Since I was a child I could read the tides by the colours of the clouds When I grew I left in the spring and took only my piano and some gin But when I'm awake and I feel my head is swinning Then when I sleep I begin to think of Everything Everything Everything Oh everything When I was only four I found my lonely ivories and we became fast friends I moved to the city but I can still hear waves I'm a break-wall and the moon is tugging my feet But when I'm awake and I feel my head is swinning Then when I sleep I begin to think of Everything Everything Everything Oh everything When I'm in my baby's arms I can still feel the pulse Do I stay, do I go I don't know, I don't know But when I'm awake and I feel my head is swinning Then when I sleep I begin to think of Everything Everything Everything Oh everything Everything Everything Everything Everything... Baby James My first lover was real sweet, he made a woman out of me But he left as quick as he came, my baby James Mama said I was naive 'Said one day he'd pick up and leave me But 'till then I swore I'd stay for my baby Jame My baby's gone and I can't seem to find him He never calls and he's real bad at writing Oh where's my baby James My first lover was real cruel and he knew what he was doing He loved so good I had to stay for my baby James Mama said I was naive 'Said one day he'd pick up and leave me. But 'till that day I best be strong for my baby James He's as cold as an ice box, there's nothing inside him Just crack him open, hear the echoes holler Where's my baby James Oh I begged him not to go But nothing would move him He said he'd women to meet And countries to topple Before you cart me away Tell him I'm real sorry Oh, I love him just the same, my baby Jame Call of f the search party there's nobody coming My baby's gone where you never will find him Where's my baby Where's my baby Bye bye baby James Cabin fever Autumn's coming in through the yard, Marching like a grandfather clock The badges he wears are tattered and old Like shredded ribbons of bright read and gold His arms are stiff and they're sure they're in time 'Cause you can't slow a man with a pendulum down No, you can't slow a man with a pendulum down In autumn it's hard to keep the mood light The puddles get deep and my umbrella was swiped You'll find him in the strangest of places Jangling a coffee cup outside store twenty-four But he's not a beggar 'till the cold settles in And he swears there's an Indian summer in him Oh, he swears there's an Indian summer in him Drink from this flask to put warmth in your chest and sing around my piano I'm settling in for the long winter months with all of the friends I can handle And we'll toast this death of summer months And summer warmth And summer love If your heart starts feeling slow, there's a refrain I know and I'll teach you, it goes "when we've come down with cabin fever, And everyone's wearing sweaters And talking about leaving, we'll know it's time." Pack the car Head out to Vermont I'm trading Boston concrete for foliage It always feels like I'm on my way out Chasing seasons down but they never do budge Oh, as soon as you're used to one season it moves And that's all that you can count on That's all that you can count on When we've come down with cabin fever And everyone's wearing sweaters And talking about leaving we'll know it's time Frankie and Annette Frankie and Annette ran off at sixteen and it all started at a red sox ball game In a cracker jack box, Frankie found a ring and said "how's about making me a man?" Frankie was just laid off at the store, they said "Kid, you've got some shit to learn about selling cheese to customers." If you're not wrapping it in cellophane you're writing it It's all about your fifteen seconds And it's all about walking away from the wreck It's all about assembling a life from what's left on the streets Hubcap coffee cups and broken love seats They took off on the road in fraudulent car Held a cashier at gunpoint in a Cumberland farms Got married by a guy who was impersonating a judge And for twenty-five dollars did house-calls It's all about your fifteen seconds And it's all about walking away from the wreck It's all about assembling a life from what's left on the streets Hubcap coffee cups and broken love seats Maybe I'll buy you a little house down on Grasshopper Street Nine to five behind a pavoni machine Then I'll know you up with a little baby And we'll name him Martinez They got caught by the cops when they got to Columbus "Kids, who is it that put you up to this?" Frankie said it was fate, Annette said it was love "Book 'em danno, we got our front page It's all about your fifteen seconds And it's all about walking away from the wreck It's all about assembling a life from what's left on the streets Hubcap coffee cups and broken love seats Hubcap coffee cups and broken love seats Oh, hubcap coffee cups and broken love seats The coffee beanery The coffee beanery was about to explode Or was it a field Nobody knows Nobody saw it coming But for days The forecast predicted frost The TV's radiated ice The Toyota became a baked Alaska And if we took out our spoons The windshield wipers scraping beneath A little work for dessert If every course would put up a good fight first All that you build will probably fall someday Then you'll be left with only Polaroids So, what I want to know is when the sky caves in Who's gonna pick up the pieces then The signs, they were all there before A blink of barrette the waves crashing down on the colonials Everybody said "don't get caught, darling, you gonna end up in a Folgers tin" But even they liked the storm And they drive me batty when they say things like that 'Cause you know I've heard the stories, too Oh I've heard the wives' tale Where Polly at a load of stale reunion bread And got killed by one of her seven Siamese cats Never did want an American short-hair 'cause they've got bones to pick All that you build will probably fall someday Then you'll be left with only Polaroids So, what I want to know is when the sky caves in Who's gonna pick up the pieces then I had a dream about Helena where she was strumming her cello like it was a banjo We got drunk and danced in the sand dunes 'till she said "Why don't we go and see about that parade?" And James with his beard which is down to his knees, is Probably in Asia chewing on a coil of ginseng and he's Writing me every week about the big beautiful world I kind of want to be a part of it. All that you build will probably fall someday Then you'll be left with only Polaroids So, what I want to know is when the sky caves in Who's gonna pick up the pieces then
Embroidery Since I was a girl, I've been good at embroidery I finished up my finishing school in Switzerland Then I escaped to Evian, wound my car down the alps, lived only on apricots Picked by the side of the road In vevey I lived with two spinsters who spoke only french But mostly bickered They fed me strawberry wine I sat in my room writing you lines on doilies They all said the same thing I wish you were here The lights on Lake Geneva are a sight for sore eyes They turn the water into glass I could step on it and be in Lausanne Then I'd be just miles from you, maybe I'd see you in line at the shooting booths Maybe you'd buy me an ice cream cone But if you look you'll see my initials stitched inside your left breast pocket The one you keep your handkerchief in The one closest to you heart Since I was a girl I've been good at embroidery Since I was a girl I've been good at embroidery But no needlepoint will bring you Across this continental divide Across the Atlantic ocean to where I am now
Fat Old Man You've moved off to Seattle You go down yo the bar every day This morning you woke up in the park Wearing only a tiny straw hat You've got a mad dog with a bad leg And a comb full of rotten teeth But the days get longer you don't get no younger And nobody's calling for you Keep moving on You're chewing aspirin like M&Ms Anything to dull the pain But the doctor says it's nothing that a little courage wouldn't fix. So they put you up on morphine and they strap you to the bed Saying “Darling, it's just a bad dream, it'll be over soon” Keeps moving on Oh nobody Nobody feels like fighting You've unplugged all the phone lines And changed the locks on the doors You've been wearing suits and collared shirts And you've changed your name to Carlos You take up with a lady The kind that wears perfume And she likes the sound of your name When it's following after hers Keep moving on Then she tells you there's a child And he's three months along She's been dying to tell you ‘Cause she thinks he'll have your nose You call her up the next day It was St. valentine's And you wanted to know about the hometown And see if it was standing And it keeps moving on ‘Cause nobody Nobody feels like fighting The LeCalire boy died in a fire The town gathered by the harbor's edge And sure enough when the flames died down the boat almost sunk The next day the sea was quiet The tide came in, then moved out That's just one way of saying Nothing changes when you're gone It keeps moving on
*** Thanx a lot to Valeria for this one ***
Stationary I've tried writing letters Tried reading paperback novels, too I've made changes in my morning routine Because they don't include you All of the love I will call mine and no longer 'Seems like someone misaligned my heart Sitting in taverns with a whiskey grin You want me but you won't take me home. I can't shake you off No matter how hard I try I can't just pick up my pen And write about something else I can't shake you off But, baby, I want to I've tried writing about the weather But all of the patterns seemed the same No one wants to hear songs about the wind Or the clouds when the weekly Outlook always predicts rain Since you left the world went on spinning There were no clouds, nor screams, nor heart attacks But when you returned you still looked pretty So I dropped all of the belongings I was holding in my hands I can't shake you off No matter how hard I try I can't just pick up my pen And write about something else I can't shake you off But, baby, I want to Douse me in cold water Hang me out to dry when the nightmare's over 'Cause I'll be ready, oh you gotta be ready to fall I've tried writing about footprints How funny it is they follow you wherever you go We're invisible when we are running away from the scene of the crime But the evidence still stays in the yard I've tried meeting strangers Listened to them murmur their secrets in the dark But none of them gave me a thrill quite like you do So really, what is the point When I can't shake you off No matter how hard I try I can't just pick up my pen And write about something else I can't shake you off But, baby, I want to I want to, I want to Douse me in cold water Hang me out to dry when the nightmare's over 'Cause I'll be ready, oh you gotta be ready to fall
*** Thanx a lot to Emily for this one ***
Tundra I called in sick to the bathtub today Somebody pulled the plug on me So I gathered up my skirts half way to the sink Made a bubble bath towel I bought at Jo–Ann Fabrics Oh you held me like a tundra Shifting blocks of ice Pulling us under Come a little closer You're in for a long haul Because the water gets deeper the further we drift out I used to watch the weather channel twice a week Make visually, calculations of the water levels rising But since my basin emptied I can't bear to look at it. Disaster is as disaster does And it doesn't like forecasting Oh you held me like a tundra Shifting blocks of ice Pulling us under Come a little closer You're in for a long haul Because the water gets deeper the further we drift out. You didn't have to tell me, Or even say her name The evidence was plainly written by the expression on your face It ain't intuition, it ain't ESP I could even tell when you were making love to me. Oh you held me like a tundra Shifting blocks of ice Pulling us under Come a little closer You're in for a long haul Because the water gets deeper the further we drift out The water gets deeper the further we drift out And it's too bad, it's too bad It's too bad 'cause we knew it all along Oh you held me like a tundra Shifting blocks of ice Pulling us under Come a little closer You're in for a long haul Because the water gets deeper the further we drift out The water gets deeper the further we drift out The water gets deeper and soon our love will drown
*** Thanx a lot to Matthew for this one *** All or Nothing Love, why did you run And call my body poison I wanted a love that would keep It was all or nothing In a poplar tree my hopes got caught And then you broke my heart And the branches bent just out of reach It was all or nothing. I'm going to be just fine I'll travel down my crooked line With these images in my head Of you lying beside me I still have your old t-shirt It's starting to smell like dust And I barely remember your name It was all or nothing I'm going to be just fine I'll travel down my crooked line With these images in my head Of you lying beside me Walking down Huntington Avenue Since you've gone my steps have turned heavy Yet I don't regret a thing As long as there is spring I'll love again So when the crowd gathered to see the holy end I loved so hard I broke in half And my heart shrivelled to potpourri But it was all or nothing All or nothing, all or nothing… I'm going to be just fine I'll travel down my crooked line With these images in my head Of you lying beside me
The la la song Knowing you makes all the difference Don't it darling Knowing all your if's and why's Your when's and how's December comes in as a short procession A little punctured, a little heartbroken But not forever and not for long In New York, the vagabonds have fled To your dusty wings The play bill tramps are Starving for a little warmth It seems I've help my arms like this for ages But I am done waiting, I am lowering them down Like a white flag, like a sail It's Clementine season, my peach, my little You are gone, but now I like all my parts It's funny how when we're whole, we feel hollow It's funny, I like me best with a broken heart So, when winter started to thaw You may be tempted to come around And it's likely to be too late La la la...
Phylactery Factory
Destruction Of The Art Deco House They're knocking down that Art Deco house The clawfoot tub is cracked and crushed The mattress springs and the telephone wires Gnash now through the air like crocodiles Everything is coming up in 2 x 4's Concrete walls and concrete floors High rise homes, high rising rent The atmosphere is closing in There's no stars up above when you tilt your head Though the night is blank and black as pitch It is not what it seems What it seems The polymaths around the town Yield and shift their weight around On a new boy, a young wunderkind He'll give us hope and cure the blind It's you they've chosen, my favorite son To heal the sick and cure the blind Your path is paved, you look terrified You are not what you seem Oh what you seem Oh, what I see when I'm dreaming Oh, what I see when I'm dreaming Oh, am I dreaming Oh, am I dreaming You're just sinews and bones, smiley faces and frowns There's a series of numbers that dictate your wiles Green at the wick, you are still a child And you stumble when you walk The guileless cavalry in their brass-buttoned coats Can't they see no men of pith Are going to come to lift them from the fuselage So let's skip town, you and I Far from where the hemlock lies Through the beryline hills, like ezekial's wheels Cradling the clouds that hold our view Let's pass the cities and their neon lights Their copper-tops and steely spires Let's trade them for the simple life For they're not what they seem What they seem Oh, what I see when I'm dreaming When I'm dreaming Oh, what I see when I'm dreaming Oh, am I dreaming Oh, am I dreaming Our days back east are done in numbers Our days back east are done and over Our days back east are done and numbered I'll test the weights and weigh the odds You'll want for nothing even when we've got nothing Nothing, nothing at all Dreaming of the Plum Trees Upstairs the neighbors are moving in Hammering nails into their beds You can hear them falling in love again Three times this evening While we were asleep in bed Jealous of how they were so content Jealous of the money they spent Three times this evening She was born in New Orleans He made his money on Long Island Out on Montauk Sold used cars and paved parking lots They bought a cigarette boat And then they bought a truck To pull the cigarette boat From lot to lot, lot to lot Oh, but I saw their girl Ruthie She was running through the streets in her bare feet Someone ought to be ashamed Someone ought to Someone ought to be ashamed Their daughter stepped on glass again Her foot bled red as dye Through the floorboards Through the floor, through the floor Through the floorboards You could hear her crying You could hear his hand drop They split the estate up It was against the law It was against the law Oh, but I saw their girl Ruthie She was running through the streets in her bare feet Someone ought to be ashamed Someone ought to Someone ought to be ashamed But we were dreaming of the plum trees We were just dreaming of getting by Getting by, getting by, getting by We were dreaming of making ends meet We were just dreaming of just getting by Getting by, getting by, getting by I fell in love again tonight My heart bled red as dye through the floorboards Through the floor, through the floor Through the floorboards While they tried to sleep in bed Jealous of how they were so content Jealous of the money they spent Three times this evening Three times this evening Oh, and I saw their girl Ruthie She was running through the streets in her bare feet Someone ought to be ashamed Someone ought to Someone ought to be ashamed But we were dreaming of the plum trees We were just dreaming of getting by Oh we were dreaming of making ends meet Oh we were just dreaming of just getting by Getting by, getting by, getting by Calliope Calliope I can hear your voice As clear as a bell As a bell ringing through the night Through the night O Calliope Your tablets of wax And your golden crown So wise, so wise O Calliope I need your impartial eye To guide me My love is gone to another O Calliope Your archaic smile What lurks behind And makes your lips look alive Look alive O Calliope I fear I'm growing cold As the marble stone That you lie in That you lie in O Calliope I need your impartial eye To guide me when my love is gone He is gone, gone for good Tell him to return Tell him to return Tell him to return... Hometown Hooray Down by the old stone church Where the joe-pye weed and the mallows grow Those petals bigger then my fist Watch them bob and bow when the wind does blow There grows a cypress tree And in its trunk I carved you name And right beside it I carved mine They'll give you the hometown hooray When you come home, baby Bronze your combat boots And set your bones in clay Write down every word you ever had to say No one wants to believe you died in vain The first spring that you were gone The women who lived on the flat roof-tops Had sherds sewn with quickly germinating seeds of greens In all of their Sapphic celebrations They held fires and dances, chanted your name Tied yellow ribbons round the trunks of trees in town They'll give you the hometown hooray When you come home, baby Bronze your combat boots And set your bones in clay Write down every word you ever had to say With Homeric undertones and half the length But the skies held a collusion of their own And on the sunniest day there ever was You died at the tusk of a bayonet And Aphrodite found your body Sprinkled nectar in your wounds And you blood dripped red anemones That shimmered just like precious stones And they floated down the riverbank To the tributary that now shares your name And the rapids from then on ran red They run red to this day They'll give you the hometown hooray When you come home, baby Oh bronze your combat boots And set your bones in clay Write down every word you ever had to say With Homeric undertones and half the length We used to walk past the blue schoolhouse We wore our love like it was a crown And our skin was a map we knew by heart We never once got lost We never once got lost No one wants to believe you died in vain The Sapphic women who love you so Still cry every spring when the fennel goes And the wheat and the barley and the hardy rye Wither and go to seed I walk down to the old stone church where the joe-pye weed and the mallows grow Those petals droop now heavy with rain watch them bob and bow when the wind does blow There, my favorite cypress tree As tall as the steeples I can see They've tied a yellow-ribbon ‘round its trunk that covers your name where I carved it twice I rip that ribbon off the tree Burn it down by the river that now shares your name Place the ash where the water ravenously licks the riverbank We used to walk past the blue schoolhouse We wore our love like it was a crown And our skin was a map I knew by heart We never once got lost We never once got lost No one wants to believe you died in vain Lindberghs & Metal Birds Coming through the mitrailleuse A Howitzer cannon and a Thompson gun Oh you're a slovenly bunch Lousy with sin You're no better than those altruists And the eagle scouts you belong With the haemophiliacs Out on the front line Out on the front line... We've got the straw in the wind To fill your belly with buckshot It's a minor detail That we furbished with white-out You want something concrete But your city is sinking, It was built on sand You should have planned ahead Oh leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Keep your head out of the clouds Coming down, your victory towers The sepals to the citadel have been hulled with flames Oh you've been unveiled The manifest is writ with dread And you're no better than those altruists And eagle scouts you belong With the convalescents who couldn't make it on the front line Out on the front line Out on the front line... We've got the straw in the wind To fill your belly with buckshot It's a minor detail That we furbished with white-out And you want something concrete But your city is sinking, It was built on sand You should have planned ahead Oh leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds Leave it up to the Lindberghs and the Metal Birds And keep, keep, keep, keep your head out of the clouds A Beast Washed Ashore ‘Neath the leaden lid I saw your face Ashen and pale as you walked away And I stayed behind Oh Where'd you go Dearest friend of mine Can you recall the lurid scene of savagery The sea beast belly-up and beached Twice as long as a seven mast ship They took him apart with pliers and a crane Oh they took him apart, though it took several days And they took him apart and the townspeople came And chit-chattered away The sky that night seemed lacerated Each cloud a con- contusion Some wade in the water to wash his bones off I wade in the water and I watch ‘em Then they stack him up on a pushcart Haul him off to the maritime museum The horizon boasts a widowed light That punches pinholes ‘tween the sycamores and pines And through the sodden bogs I make my way back home The biddies of the town can chew this tale down And gnaw it into skeletal scraps ‘til fiction is fact See the truckling trees, bare in the air But for struggling kites Oh! His bones are bleached, laid out on the truck His teeth are brushed and his mouth is shut His bones are tied with twine and screws Put on poles, hoisted up in a room I recall looking once ‘neath your lids To a universe full of starts And the days drag on awfully long When you're not one who can carry on Chit-chattering away Chit-chattering away... Napoleon at Waterloo He holds us all in his hands He is the one who's in command He leads us down to the knoll The skies begin to fill with smoke But do not falter, nor stand afraid He is the one who holds us all No, do not falter nor stand afraid He is the one who holds us all As one by one we fall There goes now another man down There goes now another man down There goes now another man down... They put their trust in his hands And a medal on his chest And the ladies who swoon say That's the place where his purple heart is Where his purple heart is Where his purple heart is Where his purple heart is Where his purple heart is There goes now another man down There goes now another man down There goes now another man down... The lights light up the backsides Of all the soldiers on their guard who are waiting And the captain of the battalion shouts Fire... There goes now another man down... Hung On a Thin Thread Come along in my mackinaw I'll point you where you need to go Though our path may bend and yaw You won't get lost With my pointed prow and square stern We'll use our arms for oars To spoor little schools of fish Make festoon-shaped grooves in the fickle waves ‘Til the howling wind ushers us to leave Out at sea for days I sleep most afternoons away And you anxiously compass us ‘Til we see land But the land we knew Was now a new landscape And the howling wind ushered us to leave But you wanted a closer look Then gripped to the rail, how our cheeks turned pale To see the flying machines near clip the houses And throw kisses to the sandbar Little tendrils of smoke trailing out of the exhaust In parabolic wakes, swooping low like gulls Causing the town to tremor and to shake It was clear that city was nothing But an aluminium piece of junk Oh, and the howling wind ushered us to leave But we couldn't move we stood forever changed When something ends, something has to begin When the filaments of fiber From their flares caught afire Your hair looked like spark on a wire I would have paid my last dollar To see you lambent like that Lit by the light of ten thousand shackled suns Being hung on a thin thread Sift amongst the debris for half-hearted dreams Remnants of pocket change Pretty, frilly, thrown-away things Gauze and dust and shards of glass Bricks and bended straws and greyhounds' teeth And the howling wind ushered us to leave Vessels Those wending ships That sailed in May Vessels that carried me From one place to the next Were fated just for me Oh they were fated just for me In my time I've made mistakes That made all of the difference Each bough and plank Each mast and sail No matter how old Or how decrepit In my time I've made mistakes That made all of the difference Those vessels that brought me here Have made all of the difference Yes all of the difference
Kairos
Icarus Let the sun rain down on me 'Til covered in dew all pink and new and newborn Cut past the grey and countless forms Condemned to kill or be conquered Slender as a carp you are Your skin defiantly silver and so sure As for me, I am not so sure I watch you skate like a knife beneath the water Though I can see clearly ahead of me I cannot stop it once I'm set a-spinning And oh what can it mean, why must I always see The ending at the beginning Together going arm and arm To meet our solitude, to meet it head on I'll meet you where the water's warm To meet my solitude, to meet it head on Though I can see clearly ahead of me I cannot stop it once I'm set a-spinning And oh what can it mean, why must I always see The ending at the beginning Moon Jam I went swimming in a black and silent sea While I was in between Waking and dreaming In my mind a knot was gathering I am afraid of so many things And I cannot control myself I cannot control myself The water moved around me Like a cloud of ink 'Til I came upon a lake The sun has never seen And I cannot control myself I cannot control myself The fish went wild Their eyes aglow and seeking heat Like shards of glass Fitting on past me in the lake below Life without a moon and stars Is no life at all I am afraid of so many things I am afraid of so many things But I do not fear the future What lies ahead is between Me and the universe No Logic There is no logic No reason No logic at all To keep holding on To the hope You'll turn into The man I thought you were I can't sit still I can't stay in one place too long Are you comfortable Are you comfortable I'm moving along Your voice, though stentorian Cannot hide the shadow of a doubt Your thoughts may seem golden now Give them time, time to sort them out How do you know the name The name of the one you love The name of the one you love What does it feel like Can it make a sound What does it sound like Begin Again I have seen the sun at dawn Glisten like a marble I have seen the golden light That your love has to offer I can feel the strength of your power Through the prism of your laughter There is so much that I have to learn There is so much that I'm after Begin again The everyday and the ordinary Take the light out of the window Put it down on the page Hardwood chair, foot of the bed Spliced in half, make them new again It was you who found the silver thread But it was me who did the mending Let it go, let it roll right off your shoulder Just like the rain Let it go, let it roll right off your shoulder Start again, begin again Bow + Arrow There are some things better kept to yourself Some people are better left to themselves You're one of those better left to themselves I never know what might set you off. You want to kiss me, but you don't know how I want to hold you, but I can't right now You want to love me, but you don't know how You never know what might set me off I want a house of stone set out in the woods I want a house of stone surrounded by birches I want a house of stone set out in the woods Pull up the bone, draw out the marrow I am the bow, you are the arrow Amsterdam In the rain in Amsterdam I thought I saw you In a window looking back Over your shoulder In the rain in Amsterdam I was writing to you On a postcard That I never bothered to send There were doves Circling above me And tulips all around What were you trying to tell me I could not make it out In the rain in Amsterdam I caught you Bent down by the canals Gazing at your own reflection In the rain in Amsterdam I saw little of the city Only water, only water Only water, falling in a veil around me There were doves Circling above me And tulips all around What were you trying to tell me I could not make it out Who's to say how long 'Til this rain is done Who's to say how long 'Til this rain is done Who's to say how long 'Til this rain is done Who's to say how long 'Til this rain is done... Thunderbird In the morning While you're sleeping Barely moving, heavy breathing In the morning I am leaving, the horizon My undoing Different cities, bigger cities Through it all, we were drifting You cannot keep me Keep me steady The horizon Always floating Through the walls now, I can hear you Hear you moving, barely breathing Through the walls now, I can feel you If that's not you, it must be thunder Cataract On our bed the curtain's falling Against the din Of a descending hush And though the night Bent to kiss my bare shoulders I could not keep out the dark Without any warning Without any warning Without any warning Is there no good news I can tell you Is there nothing that'll shake you From your blackest moods And your spells of mercury Is there nothing you can tell me Is there nothing that will shake me When my temper starts to unfurl Who was the first to fail Without any warning Without any warning Without any warning Even though you may be Out of the picture, baby You can still call on me From time to time Even though I may be Out of your picture, darling You can rely on me From time to time Huron Where do we go from here on Where's home if you are gone With you, I'm home Where do we go from here on When home can be such an unsettling though With you, I'm home Yes I am Magnolias There are some days Alive in me More alive than me In those days Bleeding into the lake Is a blood-red paper corsage Once you said that you hated all flowers But for magnolias You never cared For the finer things, for linen or fancy cars And the sweet summer hymn of violins Played in your ear like nails on a chalkboard I never could understand your words Though we shared our fair share of blood When you said you looked forward to death Who were you putting on Oh Heaven I've dreamed you For such a long time Heaven is a lake Inside a crystal bowl With tea lights and magnolias Floating on the water Forever and ever As far as the eye can wander
Baby
Wait Until Dark Circle the block in my car Gotta keep it down The world is so full of noise It's easy to go unnoticed I have many friends Many friends in need Ain't it just like a friend taking aim From on the inside Shouldn't take too long Once I break the lock Is this the place Seems like an easy job Oh, wait until dark I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Look, look down Look what I have done Gone and nicked myself Like an amateur Funny how my skin has always felt so thick It only takes one walk Down the wrong side of the road At the wrong hour of day In the wrong part of town Oh, wait until dark I never shut my eyes Keep my back at the wall And move like a cat on a drainpipe And wait until dark Dark, dark Dry Mind (Recall a memory) Sun's about up And I'm on one Digging my feet down into the sand Not much to get into Down on the south shore But if it's trouble that you want Now you know where I am I never gave you the best of me I was saving it for myself Now you got the nerve to say you can't live without me While lying with somebody else I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I got no plan b, no b.a, no security, no exit I got no plan b, no b.a, no security, no exit When it gets dark, when it gets dark When it gets dark, when it gets dark Mama I don't wish for a dry mind Future's got a lock And I can't find My fucking keys When I make a mistake Only thing it makes me wanna do Is go back to repeat it Time is a fish in a zip loc bag Even if I was your wife with two kids On my sunniest day The engine would run But there'd be no one to guide the train When it gets dark When it gets dark When it gets dark... I'm the razor blade in your bar of soap I'm the pocket knife in the lake I'm the boat drifting out too far from shore I'm the wall bending in shape No plan b, no b.a, no security, no exit No plan b, no b.a, no security, no exit When it gets dark, when it gets dark When it gets dark, when it gets dark When it gets dark, when it gets dark When it gets dark, when it gets dark When it gets dark, when it gets dark When it gets dark, when it gets dark Ring The Bell No time for farewells, I I don't get much done on a road too soft Sure, we fell on some hard times, honey Who doesn't, doesn't mean we can't get back up I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I always say that this song will be the last I ever write But I also said this year will be my last Chasing you Chasing you up that hill, come on Ring the bell Ring the bell Ring the bell For me, I need you to Ring the bell Ring the bell And I'll come to you Don't think yourself unusual Like you're the first to send a prayer Way out into the infinite unknown Only to be told "return to sender" One of us is always halfway out the door When the other one wants back in But honey, the distance we cover Is only equal to the work we put in Come on Ring the bell Ring the bell Ring the bell For me Ring the bell Ring the bell Ring the bell For me Are you the answer to the question in my heart You are the answer to the question in my heart I am the answer to the question in my heart Ring the bell Ring the bell Ring the bell For me When you need me, when you want me When I want you, when I need you When I need you, when I need you David David, I don't believe in God I don't think we're heroes in this play I see beauty in your eyes But all around me Corruption, cruelty, and senselessness You wanna know that time erodes all pain With all certainty I can't say I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake David, I take no comfort in fate Unruly prevaricator And bathos in the well of my memories Colors all it touches Sentimental and cheap Whatever you say Don't say we were lucky Whatever you do Don't call it chance That's like saying it was an accident When I was running at you Running at you with my sharpest knife Friends we know will fall behind Many of them at their own hands Some caught beneath the wheel of the bigger lie They were fucked from the start, baby They never began David, I don't need a second chance Though your hands are tied and mine are none too clean This life is the only one I want to live And it ain't any less of a gift when it's one you cannot keep Whatever you say Don't say we were lucky Whatever you do Don't call it chance It was no accident I was running at you with my sharpest knife Running at you Running at you Running at you with my sharpest knife Running at you with my sharpest knife Baby Baby, I'm gonna go All the things you taught me to My shyness was an act To make you feel secure Baby, when I ache Do you twist up inside Like a white sheet billowing in the wind Or do you burn I wanna turn you down low and walk out No questions asked And the road runs widest Right before it stops Say I'll take a sip But I can't leave a drop Oh, is this my weakness Is this my weakness Is this my weakness Running off I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake In a dream I lied in wait Sinking low into the sedges of the marsh And I combed the thrush back When you rushed through Pushed your head under the water Till all your breath gave out Baby, go on, I hope you do Find a woman with the patience it takes to love you Bear your children When it gets cold, when you give her the jacket I gave you When you see me passing by Smile and nod Smile and nod Smile and nod Smile and nod And the road runs widest Right before it stops Say I'll take a sip But I can't leave a drop Oh, is this my weakness Is this my weakness Is this my weakness Running off Is this my weakness Is this my weakness Is this my weakness Running off When you see me When you see me When you see me When you see me And the road runs And the road runs Oh the road runs wide Is this my weakness Is this my weakness Is this my weakness White Noise The men on my mother's side And some women too Shared the same disease Of unquenchable thirst And likewise I'm afflicted I cannot be satisfied Hunger for what makes me ill My eyes are full of dollar signs Don't leave me on my own Don't leave me on my own I need white noise I'm willing to pay the cost I'm willing to pay the cost Just give me white noise I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake All racked I run to the ziggurat Press my temple down to the sound Oh it fills my spirit, spills out my cup Don't dare shake me out Do not confuse me lying still With one who lies at rest Silence more deafening Than the cry of every man Don't leave me on my own Don't leave me on my own I need white noise And I'm willing to pay the cost I'm willing to pay the cost Just give me white noise The years, they go, so I won't see The years, they go, so I won't see The years, they go, so I won't see The years, they go, so I won't see The years, they go, so I won't see The years, they go, so I won't see Metronome Metronome, Metronome, Metronome Can you keep up with me Metronome, Metronome, Metronome Keep up with me Don't need you to be my metronome no more No more I got so empty trying to fill up my days All day long, I'm a boss So when I get home I wanna put my day behind me Take my shoes off, turn the clock off Show me some respect Maybe then I'll let you ride with me Metronome, Metronome You got to keep up with me I'm my own metronome Can you keep up with me Keep up with me I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Not gonna be your loyal dog No more, no more You might had me on my knees once But that don't mean I'm here to please you "Shame on me, shame on me" Said the one fishing for my sympathy Not gonna whimper or cry Or come when you call Or curl at your feet 'cause you told me stay Metronome, Metronome You got to, you got to keep up with me You got to, you got to keep up with me Only way to rid the rot Is to rip out the root So I ripped out the root Choked by vines all night I was pulling out weeds I was pulling out the weeds Only way to rid the rot Is to rip out the root So I ripped out the root And got rid of you Onus is not on me To make you a better man Metronome, Metronome Can you keep up with me Can you keep up with me Can you keep up with me Don't you tell me what I need Don't you tell me what I need Don't you tell me what I need I need freedom What I need I need freedom I need freedom No Devotion I hear my father's voice Whenever I break something nice That's why I've no use for anything So fragile You are a hummingbird Too easily provoked My love's a cage Spitting in the cut of your flight Don't say you will when you never Don't tell me "now" when you mean "later" Don't say you love me when we both know better Is it in my nature, is it in my nature I feel so lonely Like a hornet trapped inside a jar Like a cook without a knife All pride, no spine Stroll down from your house Up on painted hill Your little pet is tired of your expensive thrills Careless with freedom, can you carry your loss Head somewhere warm For you've fucked it all North Who was I to think me such a prize Amongst your beautiful objects I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I feel so lonely Like a hornet trapped inside a jar Like a cook without a knife All pride no spine I feel so lonely Like a hornet trapped inside a jar Like a cook without a knife All pride no spine I hear my father's voice whenever I break something nice I hear my father's voice whenever I break something nice I hear my father's voice whenever I break Sickle No Sword My blade no longer runs straight She twists like an icy road, an icy road And when you see me Walking with her in my arms You'll turn the other way Turn the other way, turn the other way My blade a sickle no sword My blade serrated and sharp Oh, yes that wish to lower mine Do not test me She stays by me Comforts me Walking home on a cold night On a cold night, on a cold night Walking home I've never been too good with my hands My wrists are too loose I swing too wide Oh, when she's with me She completes my arms Ever since the day we met Every hit I never miss Not even once I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake My blade a sickle no sword My blade serrated and sharp Oh, eyes that wish to lower mine Do not test me She keeps me safe I pull her close Walking home on a cold night On a cold night, on a cold night Walking home She keeps me safe I pull her close Walking home on a cold night On a cold night, on a cold night Walking home Black is the color Is the color of my love Black is the color Is the color of my love Black is the color Of my true love's hair Black when she says no Black but she means yes Black when she comes Black and it's light out And my mind's gone When she runs Black pouring down Black when we kiss Stay by me Comfort me Walking home on a cold night Walking home on a cold night Stay by me Comfort me Walking home on a cold night Walking home on a cold night... Live With You I live with you That's not something just anyone wants to do I chase you down the street That's not something I do For just anyone I meet Tell me if I'm too mean Tell me when I'm being too hard on you Tell me when I'm too hot to cool down And I'll cool down The well-heeled waste their time Worrying what color is in style That's their business, not mine, baby I hear the idle talk But they don't know what we got Sure, it's hard sometimes But who said it'd be easy Let them take the easy way The only road I wanna go on is yours You say you want me Don't you know already I'm yours I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake You race from job to job Often working well past three am I don't know how you do it, baby We argue over the couch And where to hang the shelf And whose books should go where I don't care But what a thrill just to have someone to spar against And I do believe I've met my match Honey you can be so mean to me But I give as good as good as I get And at the end of the day I love you, always will, always have Though I'd never say it to your face You are ten times the man of any guy I've ever met Honey I can be so mean to you But you can be so cruel At the end of the day I know you love me Always have, and always will
Imitation Of A Woman To Love True Affection I finally dislodged The gorgon head of heartbreak Where the swollen bulb once grew Now cool detachment takes its place I'm up with the dahlias To see the lake boil under a rising sun No one around for miles I take off my suit I take myself in my hands Until I come Oh and it feels So new and soft Wanting this moment all to myself Like the last bar of chocolate I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake They say we shall be given All the love we deserve When the waitress came back with the check I thought “Is that all that I'm worth?” It's a non-linear narrative Disembarking a plane I saw you Plastered on a billboard Inside JFK No one knows the real you You say Even at our worst I loved you above all the rest Behind the red curtain Where we no longer belong to them The tides they pull us in all directions (The tides they pull us in all directions) As we perform love's imperfection (as we perform) With true affection True affection Reeking of eau de privilege I haven't showered in a week Isolation once thought provincial Now a rarified luxury I might use summer as a verb I might play a little croquet I see a copse atop a hill And say a little prayer It'll stay that way Pull over your cherry red truck So I can empty out my confetti guts We spent what I make in a week in just one night On cocktails and small plates at Biwa Life's a non-linear narrative My mask is peeling at the corners You drove us through a blizzard and skid into a field of corn “I think I see the real you,” you said One sided as a side show act That week together was one of the best in my life So this is how the other half lives? Is this how it feels being alive Even at our worst I loved you above all the rest Behind the red curtain Where we no longer belong to them The tides they pull us in all directions As we perform love's imperfection with true affection Even at our worst I loved you above all the rest
High times You were on my mind When i pulled into palm springs Ah! But you disappeared by the time he undressed me I don't recall his name Sounded like adam, maybe it was john He was doing the butterfly In the deep end and I "The fly in aspic" So clean cut and tan All american Slightly older but no wiser than me I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Oh I know how you think girls get wet Dreaming about you all the day, all the day long But ooh when someone new catches my eye I know i'm not yet done having my fun I'm looking for mr. Right here now Mr. Right Mr. Right Mr. Right Mr. Right here now I can be so forgiving When i know my time is limited He said some things that seemed borderline basic But when he took off his shirt i acquit him Mmmm, not too deep down inside lives a man who behaves Like rock hudson on spring break And this hotel's like coming down from a cleanse After a week living on juice You'll only want cake Oh I know how you think girls get wet Dreaming about you all the day, all the day long But ooh when someone new catches my eye I know I'm not yet done having my fun I'm looking for Mr. Right here now Mr. Right Mr. Right Mr. Right Mr. Right here now He balked when i asked for a chardonnay "Too girly a request for a man to make" I slid my key into his hand "If you wanna get lost find me in 103" In 103 In 103 If you wanna get lost find me in 103 In 103 In 103 If you wanna get lost you know where you can find me I'm looking for Mr. Right mr. Right mr. Right here now Mr. Right mr. Right mr. Right here now
Nancy Nancy braids my hair Stirs the milk into my tea I was a skeptic in my last life Now i'm living out the sequence of a dream I forgot Through the good and the bad times Through the good and the bad guys Dirt on her feet and in her hands The love that grows and mends Changes shape, never binds Take my hand Take me to a place I've never been She's a zephyr dancing on the edge of the world Where they're growing Figs persimmon and peach Like a zephyr dancing at the end of the world burning up in the haze of the bleeding sun I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake We ride through the Marigny Newly gentrified While the second line marches by Are we living or slowly dying This land is not my land Sunburned I hold the traitor hand One by birth and two by circumstance I've never loved anyone more or felt so alone Through the boom and the bust times Through the barons and bread lines Like the cities of the dead We sprawl and sink into the swamp But til then here we are Like a zephyr dancing On the edge of the world Burning up in the haze of the bleeding sun Like a zephyr dancing At the end of the world We ride through the Marigny newly gentrified While the second line marches by Are we living or slowly dying? The cities change their face Til no one's left to say If things were ever better off before Take my hand Take me to a place i've never been She's a zephyr dancing on the edge of the world Where they're growing Figs persimmon and peach Like a zephyr dancing at the end of the world Burning up in the haze of the bleeding sun Take my hand, come on and take my hand take me to a place i've never been, I've never been She's a zephyr dancing on the edge of the world Where they're growing Figs persimmon and Figs persimmon and Figs persimmon and peach
Complicated Silhouette "Bitch must be crazy" They say when they think that they made you And now get to break a piece off Invite you to lunch at their salon To try pastel child size dresses on One laced like a straightjacket Couldn't fit over my breasts Wool skirt like an earthworm casing Wouldn't zip up around my hips I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I didn't say a word Swore not to complain Held my arms Christlike While they made the best Of my silhouette My complicated silhouette My complicated silhouette I got a complicated silhouette My my my my my my My my my my mind Don't come in sample size “Bitch must be crazy" He said I was pretty And thought it was his turn to break a piece off Gave him a kiss Told him I felt nervous When I said “no thank you” he refused to stop Big nose, butterface Pray for skin so thick nothing penetrates I didn't move an inch Swore I'd never say a thing Shut my eyes, imagining I was floating away From my silhouette I got a Complicated silhouette Complicated silhouette I got a Complicated silhouette Do you want what's left My my my my my my My my my my mind Don't come in sample size No it don't come in sample size My summer goal was to go From a 6 to a 4 til 2 was too big All I wanted was to be a 10 Diet-coke, gluten free Salad bar, skip the lunch Calorie count, binge That's when the shame hits me “Bitch must be crazy" I said to the mirror I spent my last dollar defending myself Ran myself ragged with something so jagged The knife the world sharpened I turned on myself Full cups, full hips Where'd I leave my confidence Disregard my intention Life's a show without intermission Too curt, too quick Well shit Have at me You want what's left Better up and hurry for my Complicated silhouette Complicated silhouette I got a Complicated silhouette I got a Complicated silhouette Do you want what's left My my my my my my My my my my mind Don't come in sample size No it don't come in sample size No it don't! My summer goal was to go From a 6 to a 4 til 2 was too big All I wanted was to be a 10 Diet-coke, gluten free Salad bar, skip the lunch Calorie count, binge That's when the shame hits me Maybe then I'd love me Maybe then I'd love me Maybe then I would love me
Sincerely insincerely Sincerely insincerely mine You wrote I love ya with a y and an a I'm not fluent yet In Minnesota nice I'm three hours ahead And a thousand miles behind Today I saw the severed head of a goat Swinging from a power line On a shoelace in park slope I'll never know what it was that made me look up My faith is a glass I tip over Meaning to tip it back I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Like a mustang, baby Running around running around running wild Like a mustang, sugar Never gonna never ever gonna never ever ever gonna break in You'll never ever break me in You'll never ever ever gonna break me in Green rover hugs the devil's curse The road was all clear when I started making the turn Empty the contents of my life out On my front lawn, they're for sale You say you'll never be a sell out From the VIP lounge You want to know what I've got on And watch as i slowly take it all off When the crowd melts away And your defenses are down You're never ready When the big wave comes Here comes that extra life Sailing over the top of the trees I turn the car around I wanna go On a long drive Yes, yes Running around running around running Like a mustang, baby Running around running around running Like a mustang, sugar
Love Me In The Open Kiss me on my neck in the backseat of your car Windows up fogging up parked off exit 15 I don't care who sees Every one of your friends already know I'm the dirty little secret you been holding Onto too long Take me to the beach, you and me, one last ride My hair's a mess, dress undone, tangled up in you One last time Oh you're sincerely insincerely mine She don't know where you've been spending the night Once I thought you were the love of my life Love of my life I can't love you in the condition i'm in I'm not blind any more I can't give you all the things she will I know you too well now You only want me when you're lonely You only care when you're feeling hurt Don't come to me like I'm your rosebud I'm not your rosebud, I never was I'll be running around Running around, running around I'll be running around Running around, running around I'll be running around, running around I'm not your rosebud, never was I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Tell you what you want Not what you need to hear from me See you racing down that aisle now I pray for her sake you don't trip Though I can forgive you I could never forgive me If I took you back in After all you've done to me When she asks “who is she to you?” Do you say “just a friend?" Do you cast me as Sada? “Two of us forever” painted on your chest You're sincerely insincerely mine You write I love ya with a Y and an A I'm three hours ahead and a thousand miles behind Thought you were the love of my life You only want me when you're lonely You only care when you're feeling hurt Don't come to me like i'm your rosebud I'm not your rosebud, never was I'll be running around Running around, running around (Not sweating it) I'll be running around Running around, running around (Not regretting it) I'll be running around, running around I'm not your rosebud anymore Pull me in closer (Pull me in, pull me in) Love me in the open (Love me in the open) Why can't you pull me in closer? (Pull me in, pull me in) Love me in the open (Love me in the open) Why can't you pull me in closer? Pull me in, pull me in Love me in the open Love me in the open Why can't you pull me in closer? Pull me in pull me in Love in the open I'll be running around, running around I'll be running around, running around Running around, running around Running around, running around Running around, running around
Chill And Natural Tom likes girls Who are chill and natural Chill and natural, oh yeah that's me We made out in the garage We were living with our parents Pushing 30 But in that moment Feeling 17 He gasped when he went south At the horror he found there I was more Effie Gray than Canadian Sphinx Ten late to meet him at the bar we'd agreed on Our mothers always thought we'd hit it off I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake All around the pretty how towns of America Goods girls are shaving themselves for marriage I feel like I'm inside of A slow motion free fall A slow motion free fall (Pause for the bass) Tom says he likes girls Who are down for whatever Down for whatever Yeah, that's me When I got there his face was buried In his phone Where two young Asian girls Were taking turns riding on a Sybian machine Instead of registered shock I thought At least he's into girls who know how to share I'm trying to be less selfish He said "it's not that i'm turned off Just that i've become accustomed To girls like you shaving themselves for me" All around the pretty how towns of America Goods girls are shaving themselves for marriage I feel like I'm inside of A slow emotion free fall A slow emotion free fall And I'm weightless in The wake of my mistakes, I'm in A slow motion free fall A slow motion free fall Tom says he likes girls Who are fit but still eat good Fuck but don't need love Dirt on their tongues but never speak up Tom says he likes girls Who aren't afraid to be feminine Afraid to be feminine Yeah, that's me And I fall In a slow motion free fall In a slow motion free fall In a slow motion free fall In slow motion Slow motion Thrasher They say "things'll turn your way Shut your eyes and say a prayer And when you least expect It'll come to you" Here it comes for you The years click by Feeling like a day You wear your life Down like a shoe You can trade it for a new one Til it comes to you Here it comes for you I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake Bible black Shearing glass No idea if i was moving ahead Or turning back Not for a moment Not for an instant Did i ask "is it time to stop" When the wave (When the wave) Pulls me under (When it pulls me under) I hold fast to myself Keep on thrashing Hello Hello I'm in the dark water Alone Alone in the dark water I'm in the dark water I'm in the dark water "So you got a dream What good's it gonna do Chuck it in the sea, They say "Pictures or it never happened to you" Til it comes for you The people buzz around Bleed into a blur No regard for anything living Like the earth's an apple And when we're through We can start anew Just up ahead Turn my head to the left See the taj mahal Sinking like atlantis Not for a moment Not for an instant Did I ask "Could this be real" When the wave (When the wave) Pulls me under (When it pulls me under) I hold fast to myself, keep on thrashing Hello Hello I'm in the dark water Alone Alone in the dark water I'm in the dark water I'm in the dark water Hemingway feels years ago Can't think how far I've left ahead Bonnie I should know better, I know I, I, I, I, I When the wave pulls me under I hold fast to myself keep on thrashing When the world takes more than you offered Hold fast to yourself, reach out, don't wait For it to come to you Reach out, don't wait Here it comes for you Here it comes for you Reach out, don't wait I'm in the dark water I'm in the dark water
Paper mache When we're out on the road I've seen the way the game is played The women come The women go Your brothers get to stay I said I'd sooner change the game Before the game changed me But it changed me It changed me It's not like i'm the angel There's mistakes you'll never know i made We go to bed with someone new The one in the mirror stays the same We're both out there with our promises Made out of paper mache Saying we'll cut our losses soon And praying we'll be the lucky few I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake I played their game Never let it show when it was breaking me Breaking my heart I played their game so well I thought one day I'd finally earn my ten second head start It's a cheerleader they want, baby That's my cue to pass on this rose Take the lines they planned to feed me Give the understudy my role There'll always be Someone pretty and young To replace us when they're done And they'll say They never meant us harm I think I've learned my lesson I played their game Never let it show when it was breaking me Breaking my heart I played their game so well I thought one day I'd finally get my ten second head start I played their game Even when it hurt so bad i thought I couldn't move on I played their game so well I fooled myself more than once Into thinking i'd won The game changed me (you can't outrun 'em all) The game changed me (you can't outrun 'em all) The game changed me (you can't outrun 'em all) The game changed me (you can't outrun 'em all) The game changed me
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Better in Manhattan ( Casey Dienel Live )
Put on my lipstick, I know it's gonna get me tips Step into the costume so I can give my patrons kicks Step outside for a cigarette and it's starting to snow Every time it gets cold I begin to think of you Hold on a minute they're calling me Sugar, sugar, sugar come here Dance a little close I can almost feel you Sugar, sugar come here, you're all i got to keep me....warm I'll admit it, it's cliché but I'm still writing you letters My room here is cosy and sparsely decorated with posters of Big Sur I've never been there, but I want you to take me Though i think that paradise is a place you visit and not a place you live That's why everything is better in Manhattan Oh people aren't hungry, they aren't starving in Manhattan And the buildings are tall and the sky is something you search for In Manhattan.. And in my spare time I'm making a garden on my fire escape I can't wait to watch my seedlings find the sun It won't be easy, 'cause nothing ever is That's why everything tastes so good So my love, I've got all my ropes and chains I'm gonna give them to you for your birthday You can do with them what you want, but I hope you're gonna tie me up You can do with them what you want, but I hope you're gonna tie me up, and sing Oh, Sugar, sugar, sugar come here Dance a little close I can almost feel you Sugar, sugar come here, you're all I got to keep me warm Sugar, Sugar come here, oh I can almost taste you I'm gonna put you out on the street and watch you grow In the concrete Oh my love this time you've gone too far How many times must I repeat myself? I love you, there I said it, and I meant it I love you, there I said it and I meant every word I love you, there I said it, no you take it Oh will you put it out on the street and watch it grow in the concrete Everything is better in Manhattan Oh Spoons aren't silver, they're gold in Manhattan And the Buildings are tall and the sky is something you reach for In Manhattan, oh In Manhattan, oh In Manhattan, In Manhattan
*** Thanx a lot to Lucy for this one ***
J'ai 26 Ans ( Brigitte Fontaine Cover - White Hinterland "Luniculaire EP" ) J'ai vingt-six ans Mais seulement quatre d'utiles Je ne comprends rien à rien J'ai peur des papillons Mon père est mort à la guerre Quand j'étais petite J'avais un gilet en angora rose Qui s'arrêtait avant les côtes flottantes Les vieux messieurs m'aimaient beaucoup Je ne crois pas l'expérience Je me méfie des endroits clos Je ressens la paresse comme une maladie J'aime les rivières jaunes Il faut te dire que j'ai derrière l'oreille Un coin de peau extraordinairement doux Que j'aime les laitages et les bananes très mûres Je souhaite toujours qu'un ouragan m'emporte C'est pourquoi je me suis attachée sur ce fauteuil avec des sangles de vélo. J'aime toutes les histoires qui commencent par "il était une fois" Je hais le café au lait Avant, les garçons me frottaient toujours les oreilles Une fois j'ai vu les chars blindés sur l'avenue d'Orléans J'aime les rengaines d'amour et les frites me font pleurer Sur l'eau, les bateaux me suivent toujours Ils me font peur, ils me font peur J'ai vécu très longtemps ici ou là, chez des amies Un jour, j'ai cassé une table en marbre J'aime les hommes pas rasés J'ai souvent mal aux dents J'ai faim quand il ne faut pas Voilà, voilà tu sais tout
Mon amie la rose ( Françoise Hardy Cover - White HInterland "Luniculaire EP" ) On est bien peu de chose Et mon amie la rose Me l'a dit ce matin À l'aurore, je suis née Baptisée de rosée Je me suis épanouie Heureuse et amoureuse Aux rayons du soleil Je me suis fermé la nuit Je me suis réveillée vieille Pourtant j'étais très belle Oui j'étais la plus belle Des fleurs de ton jardin On est bien peu de chose Et mon amie la rose Me l'a dit ce matin Vois le dieu qui m'a fait Me fait courber la tête Et je sens que je tombe Je sens que je tombe Mon cœur est presque nu J'ai le pied dans la tombe Déjà je ne suis plus Tu m'admirais hier Et je serai poussière Pour toujours demain On est bien peu de chose Et mon amie la rose Est morte ce matin La lune cette nuit A veillé mon amie Moi en rêve j'ai vu Éblouissante et nue Son âme qui dansait Bien au-delà des nues Et qui me souriait Crois celui qui peut croire Moi, j'ai besoin d'espoir Sinon je ne suis rien Ou bien si peu de chose C'est mon amie la rose Qui l'a dit hier matin Vois le dieu qui m'a fait Me fait courber la tête Et je sens que je tombe Et je sens que je tombe Mon cœur est presque nu J'ai le pied dans la tombe Déjà je ne suis plus Tu m'admirais hier Et je serai poussière Pour toujours demain Toujours demain Toujours demain
My Love (Justin Timberlake cover) Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love Ain't another woman that can take your spot, my love If I wrote you a symphony Just to say how much you mean to me, what would you do If I told you were beautiful Would you date me on the regular, would you Well, baby I've been around the world I ain't seen myself another girl like you This ring here represents my heart And everything that you've been waiting for Yeah, because I can see us holding hands Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand I can see us on the countryside Sitting on the grass, laying side by side You could be my baby, let me make you my lady Boy, you amaze me Ain't gotta do nothing crazy See, all I want you to do is be my love My love My love My love Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Now if I wrote you a love note And made you smile with every word I wrote, what would you do Would that make you want to change your scene And wanna be the one on my team What's the point of waiting anymore Boy, I've never been more sure, it's you This ring here represents my heart Just one thing that I need from you, say "I do" Yeah, because I can see us holding hands Walking on the beach, our toes in the sand I can see us on the countryside Sitting on the grass, laying side by side You could be my baby, let me make you my lady Boy, you amaze me Ain't gotta do nothing crazy See, all I want you to do is be my love My love My love My love My love My love My love My love My love My love My love My love
*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***
Requiem pour un con ( Serge Gainsbourg Cover - White Hinterland "Luniculaire EP" ) Écoute les orgues Elles jouent pour toi Il est terrible cet air-là J'espère que tu aimes C'est assez beau non C'est le requiem pour un con Je l'ai composé spécialement pour toi À ta mémoire de scélérat C'est un joli thème Tu ne trouves pas Semblable à toi-même Pauvre con Voici les orgues qui remettent ça Faut que t'apprennes par coeur cet air-là Que tu n'aies pas même une hésitation Sur le requiem pour un con Quoi tu me regardes Tu n'apprécies pas Mais qu'est-ce qu'y a là dedans Qui te plaît pas Pour moi c'est idem Que ça te plaise ou non Je te le rejoue quand même Pauvre con Écoute les orgues Elles jouent pour toi Il est terrible cet air-là J'espère que tu aimes C'est assez beau non C'est le requiem pour un con Je l'ai composé spécialement pour toi A ta mémoire de scélérat Sur ta figure blême Aux murs des prisons J'inscrirai moi-même : " Pauvre con "