Any Other Way
So now every day Jane sits and waits, stares at the phone, and switches on the AM radio. A cocktail dress, a candle, and some chardonnayJane sets the table for the same shadow who comes every other day, whispering, What goes up must come down. Save your good luck, cause sooner or later it runs out. But with no bitter youd miss the sweet; the coldest winter makes you love love the heat. Its hard to admit but you wouldnt have it any other way. Joe no longer writes because theres nothing new to say. He just lays his heart in an open guitar case at the subway. But his blues are wasted on some pinstripes chasing the green. Just jaded suitsI guess the futures just not what it used to be. Its screams, What goes up must come down. Waste your good luck, cause sooner or later it wont count. But with no bitter youd miss the sweet; the coldest winter makes you love love the heat. Its hard to admit but you wouldnt have it any other way.
Time Will Come
Dont cry, but if you must I'll plant a garden with your tears. Where all of those diamonds fall there you'll find a rose next year. It's true, every leaf must fall for another to appear. It's true, love must blind us all or we'd never learn to hear. And the time will come, when all you love breaks your heart, too, but I'll be there reminding you that it's alright, yeah, it's alright. It's true, every sunrise is the front end of twilight. It's true, bad decisions are the way we get it right. And the time will come when all you love breaks your heart too, but I'll be there reminding you that it's alright, yeah, it's alright. The sublime is being loved by one you've hurt and the divine is loving who hurts you the most.
It's true, we're always dying but it just gives me more of you. So I'll learn to love forgetting, because it makes the world seem new, and don't fall my love but if you do, I'll be the first to carry you. And we'll sing holy, holy, holy, hallelujah glory, thank you for this bittersweet transcendent mortality. The time will come when all you love breaks your heart, too, but I'll be there reminding you that it's alright, yeah it's alright. On that day we'll teach the immortals what it truly means to be joyful as we sing hallelujah and holy.
Julia
I need a rest from my brain tonight. Curious, this centrifuge inside. She's got me spinning round, and I don't know what's up or down. I can't stop her bouncing round in my mind. Schedule One should consider adding you, 'cause you're the drug that I most like to abuse. You've got me reeling now, and I don't know what's up or down. Yeah, you left your echo in my head you know, and you know, and you know I can't explain, Julia, this stranglehold you seem to have on me. Just like glue, this peculiar gravity in you. And now I know how the distant moon feels about the earth that you bless with your gravity, a pleasure bittersweet, 'cause I'm just orbiting. And I can only dream that our planets will collide, but your gravity keeps my orbit well outside the trajectory of your life, but I am still left hypnotized. Like a moth to light I'm bouncing off the screen you've placed around your life.
You know, Julia, I can't escape this hold you have on me. Chain me to this peculiar gravity in you. And now I know how the distant moon feels about the earth that you bless with your gravity, a pleasure bittersweet, you'll keep me orbiting, but I've gotta know. Tell me what are you running from today? What's your new excuse to play it safe? Oh, we're all dying to know. Were you hurt by some collision, and now you cure your blurry vision with jaded games? But risk aversion's a lonely substitute for living. Will you ever learn it all takes place in the collisions, girl, I wish I could explain, Julia, the stranglehold you seem to have on me. Got me blue, this peculiar gravity in you. And I wish you knew how the distant moon feels about the earth that you bless with your gravity, a pleasure bittersweet, connecting you and me, protecting you from me. We are as close as we will ever be.
Mr. 9 out of 10
Look at yourself in the mirror it's okay. Everyone else sees you looking this way all the time. You're always on parade. That you show them your mirror face, that they think it's your real face won't persuade this audience of one that this is how you were born, and not who you've become. Stare at your plate. Savor the taste. Relish the single-malt burn of frustrated. You're Mr. 9 out of 10. You're Mr. 9 out of 10. So aware of a purpose, and so unsure of its shape, you're all done up in confidence. Wear your best Hollywood smile and wave. You embrace the charade. But you're scared to keep searching. You're scared what you find just might not be worth loving, and you'll be left nothing more than elegant irony. They'll never see you're clutching at straws, reckless ambition in search of a cause. Your restlessness has no name and no face. You're always on the verge but you're marching in place. You're Mr. 9 out of 10. You're Mr. 9 out of 10.
Where You Lost Yourself
Hello, your face is on my mind, it's just another day. You left your fingerprints behind, when you stole a part of me. You don't notice when I float your way, cause now I'm mostly empty space. Yeah you look but don't see what you took from me 'cause you don't know where you left yourself. Hello, your name is on my lips, every time I wake. I'd prefer if it was your kiss, but no sinners through the pearly gates. Now I'm just the shadow that you cast, I'm the broken pieces of your bitter past. And I'm that little echo when you laugh, you'll see me walking through your photograph. Yeah you took from me, there's no Indian giving. Sorry, but you'll be living with those little echoes for a while. Dont look now it's me inside your smile, cause you don't know where you lost yourself.
Nothing's Forever (Not Even Goodbye)
Glad the storm interrupted us, 'cause we didn't know what else to say. Gold leaves and red eyes, a cold autumn rain: theyre proving that change is all that can ever stay. We drifted apartmaybe well drift together again someday. The doctor left them alone with the news, while the snow knelt down silent outside. She smiled like a song so familiar to him it hurt holding her hand as she said, It looks like the laters gonna come sooner than we both planned. Then she said, But theres no sense eulogizing the leaves and crying over the slowly dying winter sun, cause you know that spring always comes. Ill let you go, cause nothings forever, my darling, not even goodbye. So the prayers of the city drift past her window at dawn. They rise to the gods of time and of space on the incense of pollution: Please cleanse us again and again and again, but dont make us change. But nothings forever, my darling, not even goodbye. Nothings forever, my darling, not even goodbye.
Traffic
The highway is a parking lot, when you're the only place I want to be. Im counting cars to pass the time. The headlights keep on filing by. Each one strikes me in the eye when you're the only one I want to see. Your absence is a presence I can feel wrapped in a silence I can hear. Our world suspended in the space between what we can say and we can only feel. No one's ever where they ought to be, but everyone is always on the way. All the universe is proof of the staying truth that nothing true can ever ever stay. Traffic jam, tiny pieces of you and me on the road, in between where we are and where wed both like to be. Im not sure why were here, but dont feel sorry. Its just where we find ourselves. Ghosts are in the rain tonighttheyre tapping at my window, and it's a frightening way to drive when you're all alone with your own reflection in the glass. And the ashes of the day are still alive on the horizon, still a-dyin in the west, and every day is like Good Friday, 'cause we're just waiting for the world to resurrect, for this winter sun to set, for our dots to reconnect, for a dew to cleanse the morning while a fog dissolves the past, yeah we just wait for ourselves to resurrect. Traffic jam, tiny pieces of you and me. On the road in between where we are and where we'd both like to be. I'm not sure why we're here, but don't feel sorry. Its just where we find ourselves.
Love Doesnt Hurry
Your silhouette is at my screen door. I contemplate your rhythms; youre a poem with no rhyme. I'm staring at you, but unsure where you are. Radiate in all directionsall directions but mine. I take a step forward, but you back away. Try retreating to my corner, but you wont let me escape. Youre playing around me, like a kite on a string, and Im trying to look angry, but I cant keep from smiling. I wonder where this dance will lead? Our song is slow; it has the perfect speed. Loves a long road; its like a seed that grows while youre sleeping. It wont be hurried. Love doesnt hurry. No, love doesnt hurry. Spark notes and airplanes might get you ahead, but I prefer the highway over their destination. So while the worlds racing to get to the end, well keep running from the answer, cause we love this question. I wonder where this dance will lead? Our song is slow; it has the perfect speed. Loves a long road; its like a seed that grows while youre sleeping. It wont be hurried. Love doesnt hurry. So while the worlds racing to get to the end, well keep running from the answers, cause we love this question. Yeah we love this question.
Those Were the Days
Heres a song about life: things begin and things end and things live some, die awhile, and then? Well, theres nothing new, nothing old, nothing too memorable. Same old song yet so meaningful. So come along, walk with me down this memory lane of tomorrow where we can look back and laugh at today, the small chaos life makes of our dreams, and well laugh at how true it seems. And well sing those were the days a word lasted forever and poverty made you rich with memories. Those were the days we could always remember the truth and forget the mistakes, yeah those were the days. But time corrects memories which can tend to be foolishly led by five myopic senses, so dont sit and wait by the phone for a call from tomorrow confirming these were the days. Yeah well sing those were the days the world lasted forever and poverty made you rich with memories. Those were the days we could always remember the truth and forget the mistakes, yeah those were the days. So I pray for the faith to be forever wrong. Being right only means that youre no longer young. And if youre by my side fifty years down the line, lets get ingenuous awhile.
The Park Bench Song
Slow down. Look around, girl. No ones chasing you. Please tell me who is on the other end of your leash, dragging you through life so fast. Hard as you try, youll never escape time. Lifes not a race, so take a breathpatience is the best way to arrive. Aint a crime to catch a strangers name once in awhile. The only things worth knowing cant be learned from a safe distance, and theres a reason this lonely park bench comes with accommodations for three: thats you, and me, and you can even bring along your commitment issues, too. If I came with a PDA, stock options, and real estate, would you then pay attention to me? Probably. So heres my bottom line for you, girl: in the end, all that matters is who sits by your side on a lonely park bench watching lifes tide flow. I know that you have dreams and goals but success is hard to celebrate alone. So slow down, little girl, admit youve nowhere else to run, and stay awhile.
Lyrics
Mr. 9 Out Of 10
Love Doesn't Hurry
