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What we see, is what we saw
Don't worry I'll be gone by Fall
What we saw, is what we see
Big fat mystery
I don't even know what your talking about
Up is down, down is out
The old writing is on the wall
Looking real grim, it's a far way to fall
Seems like this could go 4 or 5 ways
Take 5 or 6 days, fuck it lets blaze
Fuck it lets blaze
Think it might be time to go to ground
Clock expired, take a look around
I don't care if you don't mind
Everybody march in line
Everybody hit the pedal
It's alright, say goodnight
Everybody took a midnight flight
Everybody hit the pedal
Not sure really whats happening
January feels like Spring
Seems rather obvious the deck is stacked
All out in the open, full frontal attack
Seems like this could go 4 or 5 ways
Take 5 or 6 days, fuck it lets blaze
Fuck it lets blaze
There they go moving those goalposts again
All the way back, no chance to win
I dont care if you don't mind
Everybody march in line
Everybody hit the pedal
Its alright, say goodnight
Everybody took a midnight flight
Everybody hit the pedal
See completely what we saw
Saw completely what we see
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2. |
I Love the Blues
04:28
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Fall through the cracks and disappear
Nobody with me nobody here
Fall through the cracks and disappear
Not so bad, sorta feels real
Words sometimes hit you in a bad way
Sensitivo on full display
Insecurities run run run deep
No wonder cant get no sleep
Got stuck on a mountain when I was young
Lost in the snow decided to run
Same thing happened much later on
Same reaction, much more forlorn
Never am able to pick up on clues
Always the one who misses the cues
I love the blues
I love the blues
Drove to my uncle's to get some relief
Out on the weekend it was real brief
Went back to the cesspool of loneliness
Hid in my room devoid of bliss
Lived with my cousin for a brief stint
His roommate loved The Replacements
Had a big party slipped down the stairs
Everything went downhill from there
Making mistakes more often not
Always missing the easy shot
Unforced errors the great enemy
Oh lord, crimony!
Never am able to pick up on clues
Always the one who misses the cues
I love the blues
I love the blues
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Real Long Story
04:44
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When the sky is blue, its real pretty
Look you can barely see the city
Hard times came, it was shitty
Not much to say but tuff titty
No use, trying to explain
It's a real long story
Wish I could say that things were the same
But that would be too much glory
The trees start swaying, its amazing
Listen you can hear music playing
Hard times came, got all crazy
Not much to say, that shit was crazy
No use, trying to explain
It's a real long story
Wish I could say that things were the same
But that would be too much glory
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No One Cares
03:11
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No one cares about all of that
You have to figure it out for yourself
No one cares about all of that
You have to figure it out for yourself
No one cares about all of that
You have to figure it out for yourself
No one cares about all of that
You have to figure it out for yourself
Its you and nobody else
You have to figure it out for yourself
Its you and nobody else
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5. |
An Excuse to Jam
04:34
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Great to see you, it was fun
Safe travels to the sun
I'll be waiting, got the moon outside
Stare out the window as the planes fly by
Take a bus take a plane or car
Take anything that takes you far
Another season come another season gone
Years wasted, come join the sing along
Empty feeling, how do you do?
At least we tried to see it through
The dream is fleeting, nightmares are real
The end result is perfectly clear
Winter version so long ago
Leaves fell off trees, barely any snow
Back to the old neighborhood
Good times were had, as well as they should
Just wanna hang out all day long
Find an excuse to jam, an excuse for a song
Just wanna hang out all night
Find an excuse to jam and the meaning of life
The meaning of life is contained in the jams
Search hard enough and you'll understand
Understand what cant be understood
Would you do that if you could?
If you could please let me know
Thanks a lot buddy, thanks for the show
Some people say that it's bourgeois
But there's no better feeling than hitting a backhand volley
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6. |
See It All Over Again
04:28
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Never felt comfortable, under my skin
It's always been thin, where'd it begin
So abstract and awkward, so lost in the head
Wish I could change it, but deflect instead
Walking over that hill, across the grass
People start staring, they're starting to laugh
They scowl and they snicker, but who are they?
They weren't better, still aren't today
See it all over again
See it all over again
Sitting there reflecting
On things that came before
Terrified for when they open
When they open that door
Take out the eraser, try and cross it out
But cant forget what happened
What its all about
Scrambling to keep afloat, to keep it all straight
Hoping all this scrambling is not too litte late
Searching hard for answers or even just one
Sometimes reality says there are none
See it all over again
See it all over again
Driving down Flatbush getting real depressed
Thinking about what its like before this mess
No it wasnt perfect not by any means
But this is quite disturbing, this is quite extreme
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7. |
July
04:07
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Try to piece it all together but I don't know how
Repository looking empty now
Throw some words together desperado man
Hoping that nobody can understand, understand, understand
And in the morning when you're lying there and can't get up
Realize it's just been way too much
Throw some words together desperado man
Relieved that nobody can understand
Summer desperation consternation its that time of year
Must be the month of July
Summer explanation consternation its the same old theme
Never could figure out why
Don't try
Is it possible to draw on previous experience?
Or is it just the same old nonsense?
Can't remember feeling this unqualified
Desperado man, your starting to slide
Slide, slide
Can we put an end to this experiment?
Find our way out of the basement
Appears as if we may have hit a wall
Desperado man, your starting to fall, fall, fall
Summer desperation consternation its that time of year
Must be the month of July
Summer explanation consternation its the same old theme
Never could figure out why
Don't try
Wish I was somebody else
Wish I was
Glad I'm myself
Glad I am
You can't make me, you can't make me
You can't
I don't wanna I don't wanna
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8. |
Scared (I Get)
03:48
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What's it like when you go outside?
Do you wanna go right back in?
Turn around and retreat real fast
Play a little game of pretend
I get scared, paralyzed
Each and every single day
Exhausted all the talking points
Barely had nothing to say
It's another test
Please do your best
Please get some rest
Rest up for the test
Broken down on the side of the road
Knowing nobody'll stop
Hyperjive overdrive
Another colossal flop
I get scared, mortified
Each and every single day
Tried all the alternate routes
Never found a way
It's another test
Please do your best
Please get some rest
Rest up for the test
What's it like when the stress of it all
destroys any semblance of fun
Chews you up and spits you out
To the point where your totally done
I get scared, petrified
More and more every year
Cant go on living like this
In a constant state of fear
It's another test
Please do your best
Please get some rest
Rest up for the test
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9. |
They Call the Wind Maria
03:02
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Away out here , they've got a name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire's Joe
And they call the wind Maria
Maria blows the stars around
Sets the clouds a'flyin
Maria makes the mountains sound
Like folks out there were dying
Maria, Maria
They call the wind Maria
Before I knew Maria's name
And heard her wail and whining
I had a girl and she had me
And the sun was always shining
But then one day I left my girl
I left her far behind me
And now Im lost so god darn lost
Not even God can find me
Maria, Maria
They call the wind Maria
Out here they have a name for rain
and wind and fire only
But when your lost and all alone
There ain't no word but lonely
And I'm a lost and lonely man
Without a star to guide me
Maria blow my love to me
I need my girl beside me
Maria, Maria
They call the wind Maria
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Balk New York, New York
On and off again project/ band of Reid Taylor since 2009. He writes songs and then asks his friends to help play them so it will sound better. Interests range from bombastic atonal noise shred to pretty melodies and harmonies. Familiar themes visited and often revisited include the 4 seasons, songs about 'jamming', sports, and the good, bad, and ugly that life has to offer. ... more
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