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Dos and Donts
03:17
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as days go by I realize
time did fly
what a surprise
can't go back rewind a track
now it's time I pick up the slack but
why try
new year old year what I hold dear
I may appear not fully here
oh well
oh hell
just swell
am I slipping up only time will tell
while we're on the subject of me let's discuss
my appearing to be
am I a sorry sight to see
maybe I'll change
maybe I won't
might just learn some dos and donts
maybe I'll change
maybe I'll know
how to balance out high and low
days go by
I'm still in bed
it's been a while since I've been out of my head
if there was knocking on my noggin I didn't hear you
sorry about that
you get up in the morning
before work you have your cup of tea
I get up in the eevening
have a cup of coffee or 3
this whole balancing act was never my specialty
or my cup of tea
maybe I'll change
maybe I won't
might just slur some dos and donts
maybe I'll change
maybe I'll know
how to balance out high and low
life of apathy let us live happily
do i appear to be a sorry sight to see
life of apathy let us live happily
you look sad to me do i look sorry to you
life of apathy let us live happily
you look glad to me do i look happy to you
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Balcony on C Street
02:45
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3. |
Taken Away
02:15
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I see daydreams in the clouds
reflected in your eyes
race me to the future
you'll catch me if you try
sometime, some place
somersault to fall
winter melt to spring
I have been told
time heals everything
but I don't want to be here anymore
I'm afraid to fall asleep
cause what if that's the end
one day I'll die
for now I'm on the mend
taken away
know I'll be okay just like this feeling's gonna fade
too soon
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Back in the Dave
03:57
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if I close my eyes and concentrate I can picture you right now
crossing third street in downtown
but I zoom farther out
to see the cottage and the college and the balcony
surrounded by the bridges and the bikepaths
and the houses that I've lived in
as we float over the train tracks and parks full of trees
and trails that lead to side streets full of piles of leaves the size of cars
(wow)
that sure enough are shrinking as this vision rises high
over the orchards and the taco stands
under vast wide open sky
from the flatlands to sierras that saw the state in half
and through the clouds that hang between as two aircraft hurtle past
zoom out far enough I see myself I'm on the way
on this ever-turning ball of dirt that rotates by the day
and by the time that big round sun goes down the Berryessa gap
I'll make it back to Davis
by dusk I will be back
the winds pick me up and put me down somewhere new
time and time again
but an old familiar breeze blows through the air tonight
I'm back under that Davis sky
the canals of the Netherlands and the nightclubs of Berlin
I've rambled far and wide and I'm glad for where I've been
but the currents of my memories bring me back to this old town
no sure chance in this universe that I'd wind up here right now
driving into the city limit
and the freeway exit curves around
turning left and taking surface streets to get to c and third
the earth spins eastward to set the sun down in the west
I've made it back to Davis to the place I love the best
we'll dance to punk rock in the basement
til tomorrow's farmer's market tunes
bagpipes in backyards
in the first week of June
sunrise coffee on the poop deck over porches and the rooftops
into stratosphere we'll blast off
and I'll look right down to see
a glimpse of a small town in this big wide galaxy
no place in existence that I'd rather be
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6. |
Jolly Baker Lady
02:09
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seven miles above the frosty tip of greenland
I swear I saw the sun rise up in the west
been a few months since something
had made that much sense to me
life's just like that sometimes
hours pass, but time stands still
it's wild how long gone September can feel
chasing the sun at the edge of the world
when things might seem hopeless
i hope you know
a new dawn is right around the corner
with all its hopes and its dreams and those fears
it took a ten hour sunset to get right here
where we are
on the longest night of the year
the shadows in Paris are long in December
sun showed its face around midday
3 pm flight don't forget to remember
to open up that window
and follow the sunset across the sky
watch it bob up and down
on the horizon
keep it in sight til you reach California
and get in a car and drive
to a new dawn that's right around the corner
with all your hopes and your dreams and your fears
it took a ten hour sunset to get right here
where we are
on the longest night of the year
things took a turn for the worse in late summer
at a strip mall on the south side as things fell apart
for the first time and you tried and i tried and we tried
but life's not easy and no one knows why
i'll follow you
across the sky
through the ups and downs
and bobbing of life
no matter who we will be
you're my sister
listen close, you can hear a whisper
of a new dawn that's right around the corner
with all our hopes and our dreams and our fears
it took a ten hour sunset to get right here
where we are
on the longest night of the year
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8. |
Backyard Q
02:06
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It shouldn’t have been a surprise
Woke up when the sun hit my eyes
been a month since Ive lived inside
front porch sitting and back yard living
Im meditating in the vegetation
while the weeds grow within
molting into a has been
while you’re a will be
but I still wannasee what your future holds
how do we fight the midnight naps?
A fresh pot
how you doing
im STIMILATED, and yourself?
Charged for balcony alchemy
With Digestible infestibles
(What did you say?
-have any words for us?
-do you want me to say Disposal Rebellion Alert?
Oh Yeah)
I lay there steeping as the coffee is sleeping
Im Festering pestering
A nuisance but to who
your favorite incessant depressant
Im underutilized and overscrutinized
Please leave me alone
Golden molten yolk exploded all over
I think it’s sensible
I shatter the dishes when im done eating cause
The sinks been a brat the whole week
Disposal rebellion alert
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9. |
Burn my way Back Home
02:50
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one last song before we go our separate ways
this time in separate cars
and the long lines will sweep me far away
from alternate futures I can nearly taste
find myself in a foreign place
no sunny porch endless sea of face
big loud city full of people and no trace of you
guess I'll try to call it home
at least for a while
maybe someday I'll stop living
across continents on this burning earth
and move back to some town we both know
play those tunes under clear night skies
til then I'll burn my way back home
what's something you're angry at?
is it the state of the world or is it your car
what's something you'll make sure works out
what's something that we all ignore
what's something
that you know without a doubt
*This is the final boarding call for passenger Patrick Sturm booked on flight 8468 to BERLIN-TEGEL. Please proceed to gate 3 immediately. I repeat. This is the final boarding call for Patrick Sturm. Thank you*
we're all a part of eddie's gas globe
it's smaller than you could ever know
I flew in a plane the very same day
that part of this planet burned away
I'm on fire and you're a fire and I guess we're all just on a roll
but if I every want to get back to you
I'll have to burn up some more fuel
maybe someday I'll stop zooming
around the world away from you
and we'll settle down in a forest somewhere
raise some kids in a hopeful world
for that I'll burn my way back home
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10. |
Get these Flies
02:58
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11. |
Sometimes I Wonder
02:13
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sometimes I wonder where this road leads
and the twists and turns
that we will see
sometimes I wonder what you wonder about
and the words come tumbling out of my mouth
I wasn't planning on passing through
but I'll stay here a while,
'cuz it's a helluva view
sometimes it rains
while the sun still shines through
and the grey days are as good as the blues
The lines of your thoughts
are just sketches in my mind
and the pencil keeps on pushing through the best and worst times
these weary legs have many lines to stand in
before I get to see my heart again
sometimes I wonder where this road leads
and the twists and turns that we will see
don't know where we're going but I'll see you there
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12. |
Hibernation
02:28
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I’ve been in the dark just waiting
thinking i should dream let life go by
honey Ive been hibernating
letting winter steal my time
Ive been on the run lately
looking for a place to call my own
learning how to cut the corners
let the planet take me down
Every time I fall, Im sinking
tumbling through a maze of common sense
call it home in soft abandon
letting fever rule my mind
I’ve been in the dark just waiting
thinking i should dream let life go by
honey Ive been hibernating
letting winter steal my time
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13. |
Spoons the Cat
02:34
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Donut Exchange Davis, California
we play music and write songs and drink coffee
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