1. |
The Dave Tree
03:44
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I've seen the roots take hold
from fledgling to 20 years old,
and the city continues to grow.
We forget without ever being to told
to remember the day the air here changed.
Pockets of shade shift with the day.
When did winter nights' rain turn permanent May
and summer's abound for 300 days?
I woke to 8 yards of branches and falling leaves
right below a noon day sun
with shadows to blanket me.
"If distance could outrun time,"
I ponder the thought in mind.
I imagined a life where you find
familiar faces in line
at grocery stores and mall food courts.
7 years pass like air through doors.
I'm trying to find a way to keep
myself alive and fall asleep.
I woke to 8 yards of branches and falling leaves
right below a noon day sun
with shadows to blanket me.
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2. |
Me Gusta la Magic Vida
03:02
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Will I fall
asleep tonight
alone or with you?
Did you say
that this is the magic life
for you?
If you put your head to my chest,
place your hand on your wrist -
you'll find that we beat as one.
I swear I'm no good at this,
(this) world makes me too depressed.
Make sure to walk, not run.
Will I fall
asleep tonight
alone or with you?
If I stay
promise to hold me tight
all through the night.
And if I awake to skies that are gray
just follow me back to sleep.
Let's stay here all day,
away from the pain,
and erase every name we see.
So promise me this:
you'll save your next kiss
for a boy that has made
too many mistakes
in the magic life.
I'll figure it out
this time around
and never look back
on these days with doubt.
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3. |
Canyons and Coastlines
02:26
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I'm standing
right next to you
And thinking,
"could this be true?"
It's crazy
you're all I need -
feels like a dream to me.
These days
I feel no pain.
A blade
could cut my veins
and blood
would pour right through,
even then I'd feel you.
In blinding darkness I can see your eyes.
The photos from the canyons and coastlines don't lie.
It's late
into the night,
our eyes
no longer fight
to open.
Are we dreaming yet?
This love seems authentic
yet feels like a dream to me.
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4. |
Never Seen the Snow
02:33
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Ah, the snow is near. So white yet clear -- shining, calling, “I think I’m falling.” From my car seat, through the window, I see snow forming shapes, transforming a scene of sadness to one of whiteness. I reach to open the door, but something stops my hand short from reaching comfort. I think I’m dreaming. One day I’ll see the snow.
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5. |
This Tragic
04:20
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Smile day to day. It won't make you happy. You're still the same. You're just a copy of everything you want and everyone you see. So let me break you apart and shake you to sleep. If you really, really want to be like all the others then call your wallet, "Father."
Oh no no! Don't you know? It's all for show. The outside's all they want to see.
Oh no no! Don't you know? You're not alone. You can't be who you want to be.
Quiet, fall asleep. Do you really know where you're going in your dreams? I think you're farthest from where you think you are and where you want to be. Your daydreams take you to lies that make you happy. If you really, really want to be like all the others then sell yourself to structure.
Oh no no! Don't you know? It's all for show. The outside's all they want to see.
Oh no no! Don't you know? You're not alone. You'll never be who you want to be.
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6. |
Norway
05:33
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Leaves may fall and turn red
like the pictures lost in your head,
or the dreams we've had left unsaid,
and the roads we drive without end.
I will always love you.
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7. |
A Photograph
04:13
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I look around at things I have come to own:
a camera and a watch and a telephone.
A smile breaks my face to the slightest degree
when I see a picture of you that was taken by me.
Cause a photograph can show you so much more than your eyes
like quiet, subtle glances we keep hidden from sight
and instances forgotten with the passage of time.
They serve as a reminder that things live and they die.
Here's to another cheap invention we can drink with a sigh
of relief because this moment has been captured tonight
with the click and shut of plastic and of metals alike.
We write and form this data into something alive.
It started with a street and lots of people at night
and grew into a history completely unlike
the ones that you encounter and dismiss with a fight,
it emulates light.
So I will not talk -
I'll just move my hands
and I'll write out these words,
they'll say all they can:
The seedy life of secrets lying under a bridge,
the sordid, selfish sequence leading up to the end,
the foregone rhythmic patterns that we danced to with friends,
the inspired other part of me that had gone missing.
What then found its way to may possibly be a fluke.
With a lack of inhibition and a camera I knew
if I didn't take a chance then it would surely remove
the likeliness that I would ever photograph you.
But I see you.
I can see you.
I can hear you.
I can feel you.
Need you (to stay close)
and I feel you (right by my side)
I can hear you (right next to me)
I can see you (and me).
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8. |
The Love of Life
04:00
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My heart is racing
and my bones are shaking.
There's no explanation
for why my body's failing.
I keep on living.
Each day it's something new.
I feel like I'm dying
but I've got too much to do.
And there's no use in crying,
we all must say goodbye,
cause human life expires.
It's just a matter of time.
Like longing for the seasons
to come, to stay, and go.
Like waiting for the future.
Like wanting for the snow.
But I want to be remembered.
I'd like to think I tried
to interject some beauty
into this thing called life.
Some of us are searching,
others found their peace.
I know that I'll rest happy
if love is all we need.
If you escape the prison gates you built to hold yourself
then the secrets you made will wash away,
the rest is left to sell.
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9. |
Give Up to Gain and Go
03:32
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[From below, far above,
in between the sound of love.]
If you're feeling down right now
just take a good look around
and maybe this time it will seem less cloudy outside.
You're gonna be alright, things will be alright.
If you think that you're out of time
and it is always on your mind
then you are your only enemy cause everyone else knows you're fine.
They know that you're fine, just know that you're fine.
Baby, I believe in you
and maybe you're unbelievable
so save me.
I know you're watching over me.
I'm waiting here to give up to gain and go.
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10. |
Down a Well
02:59
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I'm melting in - into this ground,
in which I lay without a sound.
Like down a well, the air is meek.
Deep underground my heart can speak:
I know I've been waiting here for you,
I just didn't know when or where or who
I was waiting here so long, alone for,
but I knew the moment I caught sight of you.
So lay me down in fields of blue,
outside of town, right next to you.
I'll be okay. I'll fall in love.
I'll take my place in the space above.
And we'll paint this place
where we roam
purple and yellow.
And I'll call it home.
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11. |
Parables
03:24
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it's still unclear if where i am
is of this world or in my head.
brown eyes that speak to me
of love that i can see.
you're of a story written for
someone i don't know anymore.
someone i can't believe
exists inside of me.
all day, keep on wondering,
keep on wandering
in circles, all day.
circumambulate,
turn to her and say,
"encircled."
i wonder what you see in me
or if it's really happening.
the brightness around you,
to me, is something new.
has my life turned to parables
where all that's bad
puts you through hell
and all your good deeds
negate your history?
i can't see far ahead of me
but it is certain what i need -
brown eyes and shoulder blades,
warm nights, a long embrace.
has my life turned to parables
where my past wrongs
put me through hell
and now my good deeds
replace the misery?
and all our good deeds
rewrite our history.
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12. |
A Stop at Willoughby
03:07
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I've been around this world a few times. I've seen things most will never see. I've dined in ditches and in castles. I've shared drinks with celebrities. I've read 300 books about art, and fiction, chess, and history. And never would I trade a moment of my life for complacency.
And what I've found in just one girl is more than this world. She's from far above and dreams. She's the only thing I need.
I learned guitar from my father, which was something of a luxury. I went to college to find answers to questions I had yet to speak. I've photographed and painted pictures of places I had thought to seek. And now I wish I could retire to a life with love so perfectly.
And when I was young I sang along to the songs without ever knowing the words. So why these days must I be right?
And what I found in just one girl gives hope to this world. When I've lost my will to see, she breathes hope back into me.
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13. |
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My Love - don't be scared if come the morning my heart's not pumping. I'll still be there next to you, I swear. Just because my body is done with living - I'll still be near. Whether a ghost or a memory, I'll be by your side. Just keep me close and I'll protect you day and night. You'll be my light.
My Love - it's not the end. Though the weight I carry may be too heavy for other men, it's not for me, you see. Just because a burden is set within me - it won't spell 'defeat.' Distress and doubt invite misfortune to your life. I'll shield myself tight from anathemas alike. And you keep the day bright.
There's no sympathy sold and no regret to hold. It's a science left to a society of sadness. And the madness we face, more or less with disgrace, is judged by mandarin Washington and biblical talismans. The sick left in effigy commands public empathy yet we all know you carry the converse in secrecy.
My Love - I'm not alone when you stand beside me. Your light will guide me. We'll face the unknown not as one, but two, so the weight I carry will be less heavy. We'll make it through this night.
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14. |
Say Goodbye
03:20
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I got myself a little space
but I find it hard to clear my head.
I'm running in and out of place,
I'm thinking of you.
When can I see you again?
Are you busy on the weekend?
Would it be wrong for me to tell you that
I'm thinking of you?
I'll turn out the lights -
say goodbye
to what's outside...
(I'm going on and on and on and on and on and on...)
and I can't stop thinking I'm in and out of place...
and I'm breathing, stealing your air and space...
Will you come over and paint with me?
I'll make you breakfast if you stay the night.
Even when you fall asleep with me
I'm thinking of you.
There are walls inside that we create
and so much space where you can hide
but if you break it down then you will see
I'm thinking of you.
I'll turn out the lights -
say goodbye
to wasted time
(I'm going on and on and on and on and on and on...)
and I can't stop thinking I'm in and out of place...
and I'm breathing, stealing your air and space...
I'll turn out the lights -
say goodbye
to paradigms.
Just fight
and hold on tight,
we'll say goodbye
to goodbye.
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15. |
5950
03:39
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Love.
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James Goatcher Los Angeles, California
All guitars, drums, keys, and voices were written, recorded, and arranged by James Goatcher.
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