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Wednesday, October 3, 2007

I Guess I Wasted My Summer Now - John Ralston

I was standing on the edge of it
I was looking down
I was getting sick
But you were sitting on the shore looking beautiful and bored
So I took a step and I felt the air and drank it down 'til it wasn't there
And then I saw the ocean floor
And then I only wanted more

Because it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all such a waste of time

Last night we stayed out too late
We were so sure that it was our fate
But the night-flower that blooms is a disgrace at noon
So I looked you up in the big phone book
I had butterflies
They had sharpened hooks
And I was sitting on the floor just waiting for the score

And now it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all such a waste

Well you don't know that
You just think you're doing what you should
The stars come out at night
I thought I...
I was searching for you on the shore
There were bodies there, but nothing more
And then I knew what I was for
And I, I was nothing more than a shadow passing through your world
I was all of it, and I was nothing, girl
And now I'm sitting on the shore
And I only want more

Because it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all such a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time
Yeah, it's all just a waste of time

When I Was A Bandage - John Ralston

I can't count
And I can't think straight
I lost you this afternoon
Now it's raining, so I think I'll sleep in late
I can't think of anything to do

And I could say I'm not afraid
But you'll find out anyway

Little bits of cloud, go on and bite your lip
I was just a bandage when you lost your tourniquet
Just a singing boy whose songs were worn like zippered scars
Waiting to be born
(Waiting to be born)
(Waiting to be)

All the doctors and all the medicine
Insurance men keep you alive
All the times I should have been there
Keeping hope above your bed at night

So when I tell you I'm not alone
I'm just pretending someone else is home

Little bits of cloud, go on and bite your lip
I was just a bandage when you lost your tourniquet
Just a singing boy whose songs were worn like zippered scars
Waiting to be born

Waiting to be born
Waiting to be born
Waiting to be born
Waiting to be born

Sorry vampire

Beautiful Disarmed - John Ralston

Headlights
Last rights
Phone call that I know you don't want to pick up
Goodbye, green eyes
Ice block at noon
Better keep those eyes shut
Shut mine 'cause I'm better off not knowing you
Not knowing anyone

Is he gonna be good to you
With diamond rings and false teeth too
Feel it sharpen into my arm
I can't stand to see you harmed
But you're so beautiful disarmed
I let you go like they said
But you never came back to me
You never came back to me

Blackbirds
Just words
Just things that I shouldn't tell anyone
Good thing that you don't write song
And sing them up on the stage to everyone
Keep a secret
Can you keep it good?
Will you set a fire when they find out I'm just made of wood?

Is he gonna be good to you
With diamond rings and false teeth too
Feel it sharpen into my arm
I can't stand to see you harmed
But you're so beautiful disarmed
I let you go like they said
But you never came back to me
You never came back to me

But you never came back to me

Ghetto Tested - John Ralston

I've got a better idea
You can take my car
I've got no use for it now
And it won't get you very far

If it starts breaking down
Leave it where it lies
Let it collect orange stickers and fines
They've got no way to know it's mine
They've got no way to know it once was mine

Well, I want no part of this
Don't want your sympathy
I want new circuitry
I need the symphony out of my head
Want you to have it instead for free

Jesse, leave me alone
It was just a scratch
It was just a piece of falling debris
I guess I could've ducked my head
I could've listened to you when you said

That I want no part of this
Don't want your sympathy
I want new circuitry
I need an infantry to get the symphony out of my head
Want you to have it instead for free

Believe me when I tell you that everything is good
I'm not going anywhere
'Cause I live in such a nice neighborhood
I live in such a nice neighborhood
I live in such a nice neighborhood
I

I want no part of this
Don't want your sympathy
I want new circuitry
I need an infantry to get the symphony out of my head
Want you to have it instead

I'm ghetto tested
I'm ghetto tested
I'm ghetto tested
I'm ghetto

A Small Clearing - John Ralston

Used to be surrounded
By a forest of pine
But I made a small clearing
I called it mine
There was mist every morning
It hung suspended in air
Diffusing rays of the sunlight
Making a glow of the glare

Is it a funeral for heart and soul?
Is it a funeral for heart and soul?

One day some strangers stopped over
And so I wasn't alone
They started to like it out here
They started calling it home
Retreated into my bedroom
I was locked, barred, and bored
And now the bird at my window
She doesn't sing anymore

Is it a funeral for heart and soul?
Is it a funeral for heart and soul?

I need you
Sing to me at the top of your lungs
At the top of your lungs

You never cared so why would you start now?
You never cared
Why would you start now?

You never cared so why would you start now?
You never cared
Why would you start now?

Lessons I And II - John Ralston



Here we go again
Lessons I & II
That it's never coming back
And it's never up to you

You thought they were your friends
With their fingers stuck in you
But they got all they could take
And now it's never coming back to you
So you're feeling like a fucking joke
And really, what could be more true
Well everybody thinks you're great
By the way, baby needs new shoes

Well I know it's hard
I know it's hard for you
It's hard to be a human being

You better keep your head
Or they'll blow your mind for you
And make a puzzle of your life
The pieces won't fit back together into

Well I know it's hard
I know it's hard for you
It's hard to be a human being

I know it's hard
I know it's hard for you
It's hard to be a human being

So here we go again
It's Lessons I & II
That it's never coming back
And it's never up to you

Haven't Missed You All My Life - John Ralston

It's alright
You tried
Let's just pretend the cameras lied
And you were always there
And I was never scared
And I haven't missed you all my life

Pulled up bedsheets above my head
It made me believe that you were always there
And I was never scared
And I haven't missed you all my life

We can't rewrite the past tonight
So we'll retouch the photographs, dear
Like you were always in the sight
And we may find the perfect lines to hide our little white lies, dear
And put you in where you should have been all my life

It's alright
You tried

It's alright
Let's just pretend the cameras lied
And you were always there
And I was never scared
And I haven't missed you all my life

Where You Used To Sleep - John Ralston

Now the windows are black
And the lock's on the door
And my copied key
I can't use anymore
Strangers walk through your room
They're all looking to score
They don't ask any questions
About who lived here before

Where you used to sleep
Where you used to sleep
Where you used to sleep
Where you used to sleep

I hope these curtains catch fire
I wanna burn it all down
All dried and empty like we are
Since you live underground

Where you used to sleep
Where you used to sleep
Where you used to sleep
Where you used to sleep

Do you ask to be forgiven
For all the days that you've been missing?
Do you ask to be forgiven?
Since you never sleep where you used to sleep
Since you never sleep where you used to sleep

Everything To Be Afraid Of - John Ralston

My body's tingling from the alcohol
And cigarettes I'm better off without them
I've been worrying
And I can't help myself
So I'm burying the protocol
That says that I'd be better off
Without the things I hide behind
When I can't stand myself

There's everything to be afraid of
So there's nothing to be afraid of
There's everything to be afraid of
So there's nothing to be afraid of

So I die a little bit by bit
Pulling life strings from the tourniquet
Stims the blood from flowing through the jacket round my arm
And I've noticed you don't notice it
I know it's not that you don't give a shit
It's just that you've been blinded
By the things you think you know
Think you know

There's everything to be afraid of
So there's nothing to be afraid of
There's everything to be afraid of
So there's nothing to be afraid of

So keep peeling off those painted charms
That dangle from your pretty arms
Pin them to the needle bed where I'll be bound at night
You have wanderin' eyes from bar to bar
So meet Bartok and Baryshnikov
Wake me up at first light
And examine these new wounds
These new wounds

There's everything to be afraid of
So there's nothing to be afraid of
There's everything to be afraid of
So there's nothing to be afraid of