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Dinosaur
04:11
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I can remember two million BC
The Sun shone so much hotter then
Oh how we wished that its burning would cease
And we got our wish in the end
As the dust clouds kicked up
They blackened the sky
Killing my friends and my foes
I don't know just what I did to survive
To be here today fully clothed
Count all the stars that you see in the sky
And lose track at a million and one
But don't dare to stare at the one closest by
For your eyes will be burnt by the sun
Yes, the same star that blocks your view of all the rest
Would kill you if it went away
So fantasize freely at night as you rest
But be grateful the Sun brings back day
Fiercely unfashionable, I'm just a dinosaur
A worker, a lover, a fighter, a carnivore
A cliche you've heard at least one hundred times before
I'm vintage, I'm retro, I'm extinct, a dinosaur
Don't get me wrong, I'm so happy to be
Alive to be breathing each breath
But my existence isn't one of envy
For there aren't many dinosaurs left
So I'm running around with four feet on the ground
Finding the meaning of life
Singing an old stupid dinosaur song
Hoping everything will be fine
Fiercely unfashionable, I'm just a dinosaur
A worker, a lover, a fighter, a carnivore
A cliche you've heard at least one thousand times before
I'm vintage, I'm retro, I'm extinct, a dinosaur
Fiercely unfashionable, I'm just a dinosaur
Awaiting my death at the hands of your meteor
A cliche you've heard at least one million times before
I'm vintage, I'm retro, I'm extinct, a dinosaur
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You were responsible at twenty-one
While all the others were out having fun
No second-guessing, counting your blessings
Never had a moment of doubt
It's like you had it all figured out
A hard canvas with a soft-tipped brush
Blue collar tongue with a poet's touch
Not passive aggressive nor manic depressive
Never dot your eyes with wool
A warm soul who always played it cool
A textbook clinic on
How to do no wrong
To me you'll always represent
The finest features of a friend
A coffin, a clinic, a choice
You chose the latter with your lack of voice
It doesn't seem right having to live life
Waiting for the pain to be through
When God himself has given up on you
A textbook clinic on
How to do no wrong
To me you'll always represent
The finest features of a friend
Remember when
Remember how
Remember then
Remember now.. now
You're a...
A textbook clinic on
How to do no wrong
To me you'll always represent
The finest features of a friend
This is where it all should start
This is where we will part ways
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3. |
Last Trip Home
03:24
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Ten pound weight I carry
I feel great, it's scary
That I could empathize
With the boy with smiling eyes
Would you believe
That a cry could calm me?
And I smile as I stare
At the girl with Mark Twain hair
Life speeds recklessly through
My construction zone
And I'm driving mindless
Eleven o'clock
And the vote's a deadlock
Am I selfish if I stand
With the cards I have in hand?
I am not even sure
I can find words
To make me want to try
To break this perfect tie
Life speeds recklessly through
My construction zone
And I'm driving mindless
This could be my last trip
This could be my last trip home
Lately I have come
To know the status quo
Is what controls my head
And that fills my heart with dread
Seems like there should be
More to the story
Am I wise enough to know
If this should be my last trip home
Am I calling silver
What is tarnished chrome?
Am I getting greedy?
This could be my last trip
This could be my last trip home
I know all my pennies looks like gold
But this could be my last trip
This could be my last trip home
Wrote it down and
Never read it twice
I had hit send
Without ever wondering why
Later thoughts came
Slowly to my mind
I pushed them all away
I pushed them all away
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4. |
Worlds Within Worlds
05:15
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You don't know how lucky I think I am
And I don't know just how lucky that I am to be possessing
This suitcase full of worlds
That diagram the memoirs of a no one
For when push comes down to shove
The universe forgets all the petty makings
Of the larger worlds within
Of the victories that merit celebration
The solar system wears a suit
And commutes to its job as district manager
It runs District Sixty-Two
Which is far more flawed than you
I'll take solace in the soul of the solar system
It makes egregious errors that fill my head with wisdom
Compared to my life, its is worse
Reporting to the universe
I'm not falling down
Into your mud pit
You might defeat me
But not by forfeit
I think I read on MSN
That the solar system was on trial on Denver
So I opened my suit case
A smile migrated to my face
All my smaller worlds were separate, structured, festive
I had no words to mince nor to clean up any messes
I've worked on my present at length
It will become my past, my strength
I'm not falling down
Into your mud pit
You might defeat me
But not by forfeit
I'm not falling down
Into your blood bath
If you defeat me
We soon shall rematch
I'll take solace in the soul of soul of the solar system
(I'm not falling down)
I'll take solace in the soul of soul of the solar system
(I'm not falling down)
I'll take solace in the soul of soul of the solar system
(I'm not falling down)
I'll take solace in the soul of soul of the solar system
(Into your blood bath)
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5. |
Crazy
04:24
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A dull, blank look
An empty stare
Wonder if you're even there
Could it be that you are into me?
But I'm fading quick
I'm going fast
I wonder should make this last?
Could I put up with insanity?
Everybody plays the fool
It's not an act with you
So where do you go when you go crazy?
What are doing when you're not with me?
Living life in fantasy
Where do you go when you go crazy
And you're not with me?
Tell me you love me and I lie
I can't look you in the eyes
I'll just sit and wait here silently
And I hope that as time goes by
You're able to leave my side
And maybe then you'll stop stalking me
Everybody plays the fool
It's not an act with you
So where do you go when you go crazy?
What are doing when you're not with me?
Living life in fantasy
Where do you go when you go crazy
And you're not with me?
We'll never be 555
The entire time we are alive
All I need to know is
Where do you go when you're on your own?
Where do you go when you go crazy?
So where do you go when you go crazy?
What are doing when you're not with me?
Living life in fantasy
Where do you go when you go crazy
And you're not with me?
Where do you go
When you go crazy?
Where do you go
When you go crazy?
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6. |
Focus In
08:17
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Thirty-two years of laughter and tears
Trying to fight off the seasons
Plain clothes by day, name tag gives him away
Living life with reason
Traffic delays, night vision fades
Blurring of lines does displease him
Realization replays with each passing day
That the light at the end brings much treason
Friends inch through the gate
Tired and irate
Gathered in staggered, bruised patterns
As sense it degrades
This toll he must pay
Fight with the fates just to please them
Now sanctuary is gone from the plate
Common adventures are teasers
Focus in, he must tame
The illogical state
War with the brain be condemned now
In painful decay, the memories relate
To no time or date or location
Laugh it away, push past it, or pray
For release from this prison
The situation's contagious
In painful decay, the memories relate
To no time or date or location
Laugh it away, push past it, or pray
For release from this prison
From this prison
Sixty-two years of laughter and tears
Trying to fight off the seasons
Plain clothes by day, name tag gives him away
Living life with reason
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7. |
My Only Ally
04:54
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Whistled for the last stop on this drop
Hoped to find us selling at the corner shop
Waited in that line just a bit too long
To realize the notion may be dead and gone
Fickle opinions, empty prejudiced
Our only ally is our greatest crutch
Believed to be young and all at once
Would wake up closer to the Midas Touch
Fight for the day of inspiration
Fight for the day no moderation
Fight for the day of good intention
Fight for the day when I was with you
With a permanent smile infused on the face
Go back to a time with no style or grace
So happy to be local and abrupt
Head held so high, never felt corrupt
Fight for the day of inspiration
Fight for the day no moderation
Fight for the day of good intention
Fight for the day when I was with you
Set out on a mission
Destination far away
Always would keep you guessing
And now we're here to say
Set out with a vision
An empire our own way
Constant improvisation
Standing tall, we're here to stay
And I know you'll never let me down
And I know you'll never let me down... down... down
Fight for the day of inspiration
Fight for the day no moderation
Fight for the day of good intention
Fight for the day when I was with you
Forever for the day
My one and only, never phony, you
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8. |
Way Back
04:23
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Once I felt like the man of the hour
Light-years away from such a fatal power
So why go black when the light is drifting?
Sit and laugh, always wishing
Soon they will forget us
Our sons and daughters
Sit and wait for the patience to break
All debts incurred must soon be paid
Immortality is easy to achieve
If you can remember just to breathe
And fight the urge to...
To be the fixer
Who you are is waiting
On the way back
There's nothing, man, but sleight of hand
Pulling out of thin air that what's not planned
Sometimes I'm open to your grievances
A better man made without indifferences
Rise before the fall, still
Just laughed at it all
Thought that it would go away
On the way back
Who you are is waiting
On the way back
Thought that it would go away
On the way back
Who you are is waiting
On the way back
Thought that it would go away
On the way back
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9. |
Salt The Earth
03:31
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All words spoken, all words said
I have a tendency to go way over head
Joy of the moment was lost in my mind
Profess to leave it all behind
So the remaining voices unsaid
Left with the ego and left for dead
Still it's funny that the fault that I see
Lies with you and not with me
Each day your voice fades
(Extinguish the torch)
Cloak the disappointment
(But put the hurt out on display)
A we without you
(Is a we without worth)
So when you run away
I'll stick around and salt the earth
I'll stick around and salt the earth
Let's play a game where you hold the line
Until the day where somebody grows a spine
Please push the dagger in, please be kind
Profess to leave me high and blind
All the tricks and all the gimmicks that we spin
Mark twice the loss column without a win
The absolution that I so badly need
You leave ungranted as I writhe and bleed
Each day your voice fades
(Extinguish the torch)
Cloak the disappointment
(But put the hurt out on display)
A we without you
(Is a we without worth)
So when you run away
I'll stick around and salt the earth
I'll stick around and salt the earth
Lovable loser, waiting somewhere in the dark
Lovable loser, waiting for a little spark
Lovable loser, when you try to re-create
All those better times
You'll find out that you were too god-damned late
Each day your voice fades
(Extinguish the torch)
Cloak the disappointment
(But put the hurt out on display)
A we without you
(Is a we without worth)
So when you run away
I'll stick around and salt the earth
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The three-horned beast from all my nightmares is back again to sour my sleep
Through the branches I can see him drinking from the waters of my vast anxiety
My heart beats faster as the water levels rise, and he looks up
He knows my presence and I have become the prey he hunts
I'm on the run again through brush that punishes my flesh with thorn
My only reward is to be spared of the searing pain of horn (to nerve)
The first horn represents bygones, the second now, and the third approach
And like a mortal, it's that third horn that scares me the most
But the things that I want
Are the things that you need
They are intangible
For they must be achieved
But I would live a nightmare
For you to live a daydream
It's understandable
If you don't understand these goals so dear I keep
The three-horned beast from all my nightmares is closing down the gap between
His longest, sharpest horn and the closest part of my anatomy
I stumble, falling to the ground, and wince awaiting fate for me
To see your face again would require sacred irony
But the things that I want
Are the things that you need
They are intangible
For they must be achieved
But I would live a nightmare
For you to live a daydream
It's understandable
If you don't understand these goals so dear I keep
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This Could Be the Day La Crosse, Wisconsin
Formed in 2007, This Could Be the Day writes and performs original rock music because they want to do it. They have four albums available for consumption, and they would love it if you would give some or all of their catalog a small moment of your time. ... more
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