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Slow Summer Rising
04:04
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When the day is heavy and I'm feeling the pounds
And the sun sets slow as the road darkens down
Tell me the things that I want to hear,
Because I need to believe it.
But you look at me with your sad departed eyes
And you give me a smile and half-hearted sigh
Saying, "Honey you'll never get your piece of the pie
Well I, I don't believe it
And it's a slow summer rising filling my eyes
Slow summer rising filling my eyes
Slow summer rising, on the horizon
Slow summer rising.
It's pitch dark now, turn the headlights on
I never knew this highway could be so long
With you next to me in the summer wind
Well I don't wanna feel it
And every man has his price but we're always for sale
And we're nursing the wounds on our knees where we fell
We are constructing our own little version of hell
Cause we don't have the courage to question ourselves
I'm not a born sinner but you can't even tell
You just don't wanna see it.
And it's a slow summer rising filling my eyes
Slow summer rising filling my eyes
Slow summer rising, on the horizon
Slow summer rising.
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2. |
Restless Disposition
04:15
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I've learned many hard lessons, it ain't no mystery
There is a plan for everything we see
And the random combination
Of love and its frustrations
Paint the present with the brush of history.
I take refuge in the streetlight of my restless disposition
As I stumble down the dark side of my dreams
And I reap the consequence of being born in this position
With the winds of change tugging at the seams
I use my heart to hollow a place to hide my shame
Wrapped up tight with faces and with names
And if my fears are fully rendered
By those trivial acts remembered
Well I guess I've only go myself to blame
I take refuge in the streetlight of my restless disposition
As I stumble down the dark side of my dreams
And I reap the consequence of being born in this position
With the winds of change tugging at the seams.
I never hesitate to go to battle over pride
If I felt confronted or defied
Ah, but what's the point in trying
If your cause ain't worth the dying
When there's nothing worth saving deep inside.
I take refuge in the streetlight of my restless disposition
As I stumble down the dark side of my dreams
And I reap the consequence of being born in this position
With the winds of change tugging at the seams.
I burned right through my twenties in a smoky adrenaline haze
Putting more life in my nights than in my days
And to my lovers unrequited
And to those I might have spited
I hope you forgive my roguish ways
I take refuge in the streetlight of my restless disposition
As I stumble down the dark side of my dreams
And I reap the consequence of being born in this position
With the winds of change tugging at the seams,
With the winds of change tugging at the seams.
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3. |
She's So Beautiful
03:10
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I see her there in my wicked world
Just waiting on the steps
Her warplanes are flying in the patterned skies
But nothing's exploding yet
And I wonder if she thinks that I'm insane
When I pray for the bombs to fall down like rain
Cause she's so beautiful
Oh she's so beautiful
I don't know how to act
I know she's there in my forest,
the trees are covering up her face
And I know that she must get frightened of me
When my responses are out of place
And I wonder if she thinks my mind is sound
When I dream of gasoline burning that forest down
Cause she's so beautiful
Oh she's so beautiful
I don't know how to act
I know she's there in my manuscripts
She is hanging on the notes
Her blue eyes stick like ten pinpricks
After every word I wrote
And I wonder if she can see inside my head
And read the meaning into every stupid little thing I said
Like, "You're so beautiful..."
Oh she's so beautiful
I don't know how to act.
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4. |
President's Face
03:01
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Got a little time,
Got a little time to kill
Gotta find another outlet
Gotta find another thrill
Cause it's mayhem in the night
Back to business in the day
There's a debt for vengeance
That somebody's gotta pay
They're sitting on the button and they're drawing up an ace
But I've got a card with the president's face
The president's face
The president's face
Michael, row your boat ashore
Michael, row your boat ashore
Now they're saying you can stay
But you're not welcome anymore
They'll take your family portrait
And they'll throw it on the blaze
Then look you in the eye and say
"Go back from where you came"
They'll make you take your history and lock it in a case
But I've got a card with the president's face
The president's face
The president's face
All behold the dream,
The miracle of modern man
With a snare on every atom
And a life inside your hand
This is the point-of-contact
And the world is listening
Turn my blood and bone to numbers
Soul to electricity
You can point me at a target, shoot me into space
But I've got a card with the president's face
The president's face
The president's face
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5. |
Man You Left Behind
03:03
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You push me around
You tug at my heart
With your voice in my ear
You think you're so smart
You push me away
You tell me we're through
Then with every corner I turn
I come face-to-face with you
I pull myself apart
Shredded seams and busted joints
I don't remember why I came here
I don't see the point
Cause I forget how to love
And I lose all my friends
Guided by some patronizing
Obsession to pretend
You turn your vows into headlines
Like the die had been cast
You were the bride of the season
Then autumn came too fast
And in a few more years
Your smile won't be so clever
And I'll have cleaned myself up
Have the puzzle put together
There's no place for you here
So stop wasting your time
Catch a bus back to the Great Lakes
For the man you left behind.
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6. |
Crying in the Wind
03:07
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I once shared a room with Tony
Then he upped and I never saw him again
And every week that passed
Shot back like mirrored glass
With my reflection crying in the wind
Crying in the wind
Crying in the wind.
It gets so quiet in the evening anymore
The silence rips right through your skin
And the desert at night is lonely
When you know that you're the only
Poor boy crying in the wind
Crying in the wind
Crying in the wind.
I can't remember the last night I slept
I can't remember when my mind was clear
If you think that you left nothing behind
Well, I've got your song right here.
Whenever I ask about Tony
They say he was headed to the last place that I'd been
They say he was screaming like Saint Michael
While the lights of his motorocycle
Faded away, the engines crying in the wind
Crying in the wind
Crying in the wind.
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7. |
Your Alarm's Going Off
03:55
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When you're walking down the road
And the signs disappear
You gotta rely on instinct
To know your destination's near
But the sun can't be your compass
In the middle of the night
Or when the current overtakes you
Cause you're putting up a fight
Staring through the screen watching your life waste away
Your alarm's going off and it's the middle of the day
You're out sleepwalking with nowhere to go
So you just wait, you just wait til it's time to go home.
When you're finishing the puzzle
And you lost the final piece
But you convince yourself it's good enough
That "almost" is "complete"
Cause every single hamburger
At McDonald's is the same
And the party will still burn out
Whether or not you came
Thank you for your patronage, please return your tray
Your alarm's going off and it's the middle of the day
You're out sleepwalking with nowhere to go
So you just wait, you just wait til it's time to go home.
Time to go home, time to go home, time to go home.
When you think you're getting close
To where you oughtta be
And there's light in the cracks
Of the static monotony
And you feel the breeze of freedom
Come slipping through the seams
And there's music in your sorrow
And there's color in your dreams
Then the back of your mind starts aching cause the piper needs his pay
Your alarm's going off and it's the middle of the day.
You're out sleepwalking with nowhere to go
And you can barely keep your guard up to ward off the blows
Of the headline contradictions that constantly show
That you'll die getting high but you can't live being low
In the cold, shameful spotlight of your cellular phone
So you just wait, you just wait til it's time to go home.
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8. |
Infinite Loops
04:08
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How come you got inside my head so quickly?
Were we hunting something that wasn't there?
Now my face is cold and I'm feeling sickly
So I'll grow a beard and I won't cut my hair
I have no idea what we're so afraid of
And why these demons keep us up at night
There is nothing around that's going to hurt us
The darkness is where we need to shine the light.
There is nothing that retains its meaning
Words are lost in every passing day
What we do right now will change tomorrow
Along with everything we tried to say
When you worry if there are traps before you
You will get snared but what you cannot feel
And you'll stumble off of your feet forever
And crash on the rubble of what's really real
Nothing in history ever came out perfect
And we're no miracle against this rule
So just accept that what causes effects
And if you let ride, baby, I will keep it cool.
Now I'm finished and I'll give you a moment
To wipe your eyes off upon your sleeve
We can mount this horse and finish the battle
And create something we can believe.
We can believe.
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9. |
Seasonal Lover
04:32
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Trying to make peace with your checkered past
Trying to justify always coming in last
Someday you're gonna blow this stinkin town
But your chances of workin are next to nothing
A mop and a bucket or a pizza oven
Ain't something you can go to pound for pound
But you smile wide thinkin bout June
In the morning sun of your room
But the storms rolled in by noon...
And you're stuck in the lure of an alternate world
In the embrace of a solitary girl
Look at her dress as she spins and twirls
But now you're just dreaming about dancing
From the songs on the radio
And your windows into relationships
Are scripted reality shows
There's no other
Shelter or cover
For a seasonal lover.
A warning line was drawn, but you came on over
Left screaming down the alley at a four-leaf clover
Well, I guess they'll keep you walking for a while
Tracking cracks beneath your feet can really help you think
Maybe dinner and a movie or a couple of drinks
Yeah, something to keep her talking that's worthwhile
Lost in the night sky with July
She was the only good reason to try
And she's still the longest goodbye...
And you're stuck in the lure of an alternate world
In the embrace of a solitary girl
Look at her dress as she spins and twirls
But now you're just dreaming about dancing
From the songs on the radio
And your windows into relationships
Are scripted reality shows
There's no other
Shelter or cover
For a seasonal lover.
Taking inventory: check. There's a beating heart
But your anxiety is blurring out a place to start
Every dumb choice seems to earn its own debate.
If you had a second chance, if there was better weather
Maybe you'd get lucky, you would get it together
Cause nothing's ever been brought out to you on a plate
But your heart beats hard for August
She was keen and clean and honest
But you were angry, tired, and lawless
And you're stuck in the lure of an alternate world
In the embrace of a solitary girl
Look at her dress as she spins and twirls
But now you're just dreaming about dancing
From the songs on the radio
And your only concept of love
Comes from some scripted reality show
There's no other
Shelter or cover
For a seasonal lover.
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10. |
I Won't Be Scared
03:48
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There's echoes in the hallway from footsteps of the past
Copper heels clicking over stones thrown through glass
Of the windows of integrity and the windows of heart
It's time to pull back together what's been pulled all apart.
And I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
No, not this time, I won't be scared.
The pyramids are crumbling under the weight of their light
Like a thousand bombs falling in the dead of the night
Some may fall to their knees and others may weep
And some may have secrets too sacred to keep
And I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
No, not this time, I won't be scared.
The ghosts of our fathers have been buried in the dust
Of two towers of misfortune and a powder keg of trust.
And our guilt will sink deep in the cold tomb of the sea.
The last chains will be broken and we'll finally be free.
And I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
No, not this time, I won't be scared.
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
I won't be scared
No, not this time, I won't be scared.
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The day is getting started,
Fish are jumping from the water
Mothers are laughing with their daughters
And the sun is beating hotter
Put your arms around my neck
And wrap your legs around my waist
Let me put a poem in your heart
And kisses on your face
And shelter you from the hatred and confusion
Shelter you from the chaos and the pain
Shelter you from material delusion
Shelter you from a life that hangs by chains
The oak tree's leaves are breathing
And the wind is telling riddles
The stones keep all their secrets
While the blue birds sing like fiddles
The orchestra you're conducting
On the record in my head
Makes me wanna take back
Every single hurtful thing I said
And shelter you from the hatred and confusion
Shelter you from the chaos and the pain
Shelter you from material delusion
Shelter you from a life that hangs by chains.
The old men fry up green beans
And drink beer in the grass
While their dogs lie in the cornfields
And bark at cars that pass
Put your long hair up in ribbons
Let your eyes shine bright and wide
Let my songs wrap you like a blanket
When you're all alone at night.
And shelter you from the hatred and confusion
Shelter you from the chaos and the pain
Shelter you from material delusion
Shelter you from a life that hangs by chains
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Matt Monta Richmond, Virginia
Voice for singing. Guitar for strumming. Harmonica for wailing. Boots for stomping.
Honest songs from a hard-working heartland.
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