make a meal or feast a hello
set the silver down again
lose a beat on some unknown
clip the calendar some more
when he sees what leaves him alone
it's a stomach sighing for more
cranes and streets look out to the store
cut the creek and saw the phone
call an evil beat a song
walk a mile inside a mind
i can't be alone and all these parties feel alone and all i've tried
start a team to cheat the towel
keep your garden flowerless
when your dreams won't sleep for hours
you'll be right back back in my heart
call an evil beat a song
mark a mile inside a mind
i can't be alone and all these parties feel alone and alive
i can't be alone and all these parties feel alone and all i've tried
aaheeyahhh it's gettin better!
when the world you find absurd and turning faster and your head gets covered in news
there's a land you should be planning on landing on it's harmless
the stares a band can stand are only if it's friend shit covered in booze
you can come and have a laugh and join me staring at the map
we all see off ourselves when the world finds you
i know it's easier to be happy when it's tropical
so glad you said whatever when we parted cuz your memory's back in my room
you're stuck in santeria maybe i can come and see ya
we all see off ourselves when the world finds you
i know it's easier to be happy when it's magical
we were dying for a heart
i put a light in my hand
we were lying in the park
beside a garbage can
look at that street sign we'll be fine talk about anything
do everything worth mentioning but dance cuz dancing's arrogant
on a mattress in the dark i got an ampersand
when the story rolls to park i'll be a happy man
we won't freeze tonight feelin right walk around anywhere
a lotta wanna party and dance cuz dancing's here again
the crystal heart is pure but hollow
taking steps towards the altar in a not so pure embrace
the lonely eyes once draped in sorrow
find a sympathetic partner in a bottle labeled rye
awake the sleeper nothing changes just redefines
a normal life so boring and depressing and cliche
awake the sleeper
a rural beach that calms the squatter staring blankly at the sunrise waiting for the world to end
at once a king of men now sunken to a suicidal drunk and pathetic waste of aire
hey wait a minute charlie
instead of goin to the party wait a minute
instead of joining the piss parade we'll go and have a sunny day and make a little memory and call me when you're lonely
it's these times no one understands
and i know you're low
it's all teen roads slivered silver after moonlight times driving
lips on she knows the winter kills her like a coon bite and makes her shiver and what song we know is something silly bout simple things worth long distance rings
her mom she wrote a little filler with a new light
is it further from murder or climbing to private that we're driving for?
when the days slips away like sports in the rain will we be lying bored?
walking away with your polished face won't keep the weeks you need to mine out in the light
no college
no wallet
no collar anyway
no money
no worries
no cold november day
walking away with your polished face won't keep the weeks you need to mine out in the light
baby why waltz around downtown
when you can hang with me?
babe our lives won't be spent up high yeah you know we won't weave
weave into the empire we'll stay in the street
and oh i could make you smile girl i could make you scream
baby why not kill ambition and your mission and your guarantee
down by the station keep your patience i'll meet you on mill street
weave into the empire we'll stay in the street
and oh i could make you smile girl i could make you scream
too late to catch me i'm asleep behind the wheel
to make a life worth nothing feel so beautiful
too bad it came to this the ship went on and on
too far ahead of anyone to climb above
i'd lose a man on a mission
i'd lose self control
i'd lose a man on a mission
with you out in the cold
parades of dead meat mixed in all the highway meals
the sweetened grease is all i need to feel full
light rides on summer night the lonely traceless miles
the waiting ghosts of grace are staying for a while
i'd lose a man on a mission
i'd lose self control
i'd lose a man on a mission
with you out in the cold
liars know you're here man
tired from all the tales you are
sure i could call you mean
but you would call me little boy
just cuz i don't know you
don't mean i don't like you
just cuz i control you
don't mean i don't lie to you
mine it cuz it's there man
i'm sorry for the year you want
i could call you mean
but you would call me unemployed
just cuz i don't know you
don't mean i don't like you
just cuz i control you
don't mean i don't lie to you
love letters and flowers that sing a little more in my range than a sparkly ring
not fair all your friends have all left at least they're not pretending to be happy
i'm not borrowing sheets from my dad i didn't write another song for ya just to be sappy
now none of it means anything i guess i'm better off just humming along or stopping
what else could divide a house and put all of me out?
the sunbelt is a Greyhound but i'll remain (well y'know i couldn't leave ya)
no sour tea talking no flattered remains (well y'know i couldn't keep ya)
no better than hours away from our days between stations
and like a long-song-makeout you're making me read
like a teenage highway turning twenty
well i think we found enough: i
and i need a human touch: i
reaching out for the first time
don't think i could get enough
but i think you had it all
i think it ain't enough
i think you got it all
i think it's just enough
if you think about it all: i
are the women in your soul dry
in the in between but don't try
four years ago is last night
i know you think it all
i think it ain't enough
i think about it all
i think it's just enough
i think you got it all
i think it's just enough
about
LG23
Mastered by Mike Kuehn
Recorded in Toronto by Danny Lindsay. Overdubs 2,4,6,8,10,11 recorded by Mike Kuehn.
Danny Lindsay: guitars, vocals, drums (4,8,), bass (7), banjo
Ryan Taylor: bass, vocals
James Chernoff: drums (2,3,5,9,10,11), vocals (2,10)
Stefan Kupych: vocals (2,7,10)
Mike Kuehn: bass (1)
Reena Masrani: vocals (2,4)
Mitch Syrnyk: drums (6, 7)
Russell Holley: vocals (7)
Ryan Hacker: vocals (6)
Jessica Fisher: vocals (3,6,9), acoustic guitar (11)
Tracks 2, 8 and 11 by Ryan Taylor (music/lyrics) and Danny Lindsay (chorus of 2, lyrics 2, 8, second half of 11)
Track 4 by Ryan Taylor
Remaining tracks by Danny Lindsay
