Party Music
Another Drug
There are moments locked in time when we can't feel the weight until it's gone
That is when we realize that it's been on our shoulders for so long
I used to linger in between the lines
Missing all the not-so-subtle signs
But the pain it isn't working anymore
It used to light the way but I'm not seeing like before
I found another drug, I choke it down
Just to lift my head up off the ground
If I ever exercise the option to retreat into the dark
I can't guarantee I won't be long, but I won't know when I embark
I'll leave the light behind 'til I return
In the meantime let the candle burn
Because the pain it isn't working anymore
It used to light the way but I'm not seeing like before
I found another drug, I choke it down
Just to lift my head up off the ground
The pain it isn't working anymore
It used to light the way but I'm not seeing like before
I found another drug, I choke it down
Just to keep my head up off the ground
Modern Love Story
From Monday to Friday he sits in his grave
And stares at the screen
That's how you behave
So that the mouths can be fed and the bills can be paid
While the lights they shine down on the mess that was made
For 9 hours a day she reports to her cell
And answers a phone line connecting to hell
For the good of her family she works like a drone
While shuffling aside every dream of her own
When the weekend comes there is no respite at all
The burden of and chores and trips to the mall
In some ways it's worse than the 9 to the 5
How can life be so full if you're barely alive
And that's how it goes but for one week a year
The pennies are saved they get out of here
When they return they're refreshed for a while
But eventually the grind seems even more vile
At night they lay down upon separate beds
With visions of freedom abound in their heads
But the mouths are all fed and the bills are all paid
And they turn out the lights on the mess that was made
Amusement Park
The things in this life that are certain
Are taxes and death and stains on your shirt
The mirror won't give you the answers
So don't stand and stare
Get out of bed where your dreams sink and drown
Get out of your head take a good look around
Life is like an amusement park
Things get strange when it gets dark
The games are all rigged so you might as well go for a ride
You try and you try and you try
You win some, you lose some, you fail...
And you walk empty streets that are not without danger
Since back home you felt like a stranger
You'll never be heard if you don't make a sound
Or hide over where you can't bear to be found
Life is like an amusement park
Things get strange when it gets dark
The games are all rigged so you might as well go for a ride
Now you walk through the valley
Between pleasure and pain
You smile when the wind blows
And all you can do is just laugh at the rain
You wander around the deserted dark ground
Where mysteries go to come slowly unwound
Life is like an amusement park
Things get strange when it gets dark
The games are all rigged so you might as well go for a ride
Photographs
I pried a picture from the cold dead hand of another man in a foreign land
Before I was 17
I signed the papers in my brother’s name – when I showed my hand I was on the plane
I bluffed my way into the game
When we won I brought the picture back of two younger girls with hair so perfect black
And I put it in a drawer
Facing down between a copper star and an old cigar I haven’t smoked so far
I just hold it to remember
‘Cause when I sit and look at photographs it feels like reading epitaphs
For the moments that have come to pass but never go away
If I hadn’t turned in time, his final stand could’ve well been mine
But it felt like an imperfect crime and it haunts me to this day
For 40 years I worked along the shore we didn’t have it all but never needed more
Just you and me and two girls of our own
Life is simple in this fishing town the girls are grown and now they’re not around
But we talk almost every day
And when I sit and look at photographs it feels like reading epitaphs
For all the moments that were meant to last - in frames out on display
It’s not like we were wasting time, I had your love and you had all of mine
It never felt like we had passed our prime – we’d earned the touch of grey
No you never even held the hand of another man so here I’ll stand
And love you even more tomorrow
When I sit and look at photographs it feels like reading epitaphs
For the moments that were gone too fast – I let them slip away
When you were running out of time I would have given you the rest of mine
But now your name is on this marble sign where I bring flowers everyday
Compel You
"Fuck you, I know where I'm going to." She said to me
"I even wrote you a letter, that I don't care if you read
I've said it over and over, for some reason you never hear.
You've made my options seem simple then. I'll disappear."
I said just bring me a whisky, neat as hell
You've made this whole situation a mess as well
Over the line of reason, you tripped and fell
Every last bit of my love could not compel you
I told her I know that letter is full of lies
Some of my friends say they've seen you with other guys
So I don't care that you're leaving, just close the door
You can't murder my heart anymore
So just bring me a whisky, neat as hell
You've made this whole situation a mess as well
Over the line of reason, you tripped and fell
Every last bit of my love could not compel you
It seems my accusations didn't work this time
It had just been an hour since she seemed fine
I only swung as a warning since it was her birthday
Or else I'd give her all my love in the worst way
I need a whisky, neat as hell
She's made this whole situation a mess as well
Over the line of reason, she tripped and fell
Sanctuary
Sitting waiting watching out the window
While he argues with the voices in his head
I don't think he'd ever go outside to face the world
If he listened to a single word they said
Today he couldn't be his own companion
Or even walk a mile in his own shoes
Wrapped up with four familiar walls around him
Stuck inside those sanctuary blues
He's got both hands wrapped around a bottle
And he can't convince himself to put it down
The angel on his shoulder is now the devil in his mind
This afternoon he wants to watch them drown
Today he couldn't be his own companion
Or even walk a mile in his own shoes
Wrapped up with four familiar walls around him
Stuck inside those sanctuary blues
He'll put himself on trial in the morning
And when the judge's verdict's handed down
He'll finally take a little bit of his freedom
And make it almost all the way to town
Today he couldn't be his own companion
Or even walk a mile in his own shoes
Wrapped up with four familiar walls around him
Stuck inside those sanctuary blues
This Maze
You're not feeling like yourself, and you don't know what it means
When you put the good times down on the bottom shelf next to the gasoline
As though you want to burn it down every single chance you get
You can't land on a piece of solid ground if it's not discovered yet
You're caught in this maze in a car with no lights you're done driving
And you have to fight with yourself to take hold of the wheel
There's no guarantee as to what kind of shape you'll arive in
But when you get there
You won't know how to deal with it, until you figure out what's real
You're just learning how to feel again
You couldn't take it any more, every day was hard as hell
The walls of home were feeling like some godforsaken cell
And you can't forget the things that you wish you hadn't seen
It doesn't make you stronger just because it didn't kill you clean
You're caught in this maze in a car with no lights you're done driving
And you have to fight with yourself to take hold of the wheel
There's no guarantee as to what kind of shape you'll arive in
But when you get there
You won't know how to deal with it, until you figure out what's real
You're just learning how to feel again
Just breathe, they said
But the air it reeks of pesticide
Believe, they said
It's all part of the ride
But your bottle full of faith is running dry
You're caught in this maze in a car with no lights you're done driving
And you have to fight with yourself to take hold of the wheel
There's no guarantee as to what kind of shape you'll arive in
But when you get there
You won't know how to deal with it, until you figure out what's real
You're just learning how to feel again
Last Time
Last time I told you that it was the last time that I'd ever hold you again
But it was 3 in the morning, you were standing outside my front door
It was raining so I let you come in
You poured out your soul as you cried on my shoulder
Confiding in me all the lessons you'd learned
And you promised me I felt like home, your light in the dark
That's why you'd returned
And I'd gamble it all away to give this one more try
To see if there's any way that we don't have to say goodbye
Now that it's daylight, I'm all alone with your lingering warmth in my bed
And I'm reading the note that you left on the table
"I'm weak, and I'm sorry" That's all that you said
And I'd gamble it all away to give this one more try
To see if there's any way that we don't have to say goodbye
Now two months have passed since that night you came to my door
I'm still waiting to see you again
And I'd gamble it all away to give this one more try
To see if there's any way that we don't have to say goodbye
For the last time
Drifting Out
Well I'm lying here in the dark again
Drinking by the light of my phone
Reaching out to everyone I thought I knew
Prepared to spend another night alone
Last call doesn't mean a god damn thing
When the bar's beside my bed
I want to call and ask you what the hell went wrong
Because I Can't remember why you left or why I bled
They say our love will be the death of me
That I am drifting out to sea
You say our love is just a memory
But I can not agree
Well I know my choice of medicine
Will just postpone the pain
When the sun comes up I'll finally close my eyes
Until the afternoon when I start it all again
Because I've found
It's easy not to feel today
What I can defer until tomorrow
They say our love will be the death of me
That I am drifting out to sea
You say our love is just a memory
But I can not agree
Harmony
It had been a long year since my love left
So I took a ride down where the love is sold
Found a young lady standing out under the bridge
Looking every bit of 25 years old
I rolled down the window and I asked her name
"Harmony" she said as she climbed inside
She must've known that it was my first time
She told me "Just relax, I'm qualified"
Money can't fill the emptiness
And money can't buy you love
But it can fund a hell of a distraction
"If you've got a little to dispose of"
So I got us a room at a motor inn
It was small but clean which is all you need
She laid out her things on the bedside table
Her phone, some keys, and a bag of weed
As she closed her purse I caught a glimpse inside
Told myself there’s no way that I had seen
That card with a picture of her smiling wide
IT was her school ID she was about sixteen
Money can't fill the emptiness
And money can't buy you love
But it can fund a hell of a distraction
"If you've got a little to dispose of"
Before I spoke she tried to unzip her dress
Her fingers began to tremble
When the door caved open and a man crashed in
That Harmony seemed to resemble
She screamed “daddy” as he came at me
And threw me on the faux-fur rug
That night of distraction left a hole in my heart
The size of a 12-gauge slug
Money didn’t fill the emptiness
And it never did buy me love
"But it left my father with blood on his hands"
And a secret to dispose of
Running Over
My time was running over and this world didn't want me anymore
At least I didn't fade, the lights were out before my body hit the floor
I believed the story that my simple life would flash before my eyes
But there is nothing here but cold and dark and silence much to my surprise
And I leave behind nothing that will matter
And you will not find a trace of my disaster