Paper Planes: Vol. 1, "Too Much Too Soon"; Vol. 2, "The List"

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NOTE: This double-album pre-release will only be available until November 1, 2017. After that, I will withdraw it the songs will be released as singles, and the albums will be released one at a time, by Aardvark Records.

This very lightly promoted pre-release, then, is for existing fans and people who know me.

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Dear Kicklighter listener,

First, thank you so much for your interest in this music.

This is a transitional time for me. I’ve worked on this album for about two-and-a-half years. It’s been an uphill climb, and one that has taken up a lot of real estate in my thoughts and emotions. And now it’s over. What is next for me is not touring this album or playing live, and it’s not writing a new rock/pop album. I don’t know if I’ll ever do that again, honestly. My plan is to embark on an adventure of musical growth centered on my piano playing and orchestral composing—for film if I’m able to get my foot in that door.

So this could be my last rock/pop statement (though I'm not swearing that!). It’s a big one. 20 songs, and my first song-length piece for the orchestra.

This is why I am releasing this as what is essentially a “double-album set,” in the old parlance of vinyl LPs. I’ve been told this is a bad idea. Critics often deride double-album sets as self-indulgent and full of filler material that only the artist seems to think is important. But I want to move on with my musical life. These are the songs I came up with and felt needed to be recorded during this period of my life. I want to get them out and turn the page. It feels authentic to me to release it this way, at least to people who know Kicklighter’s music already, so there it is.

I think it's probably best to consume these songs one album at a time. Get to know volume one, then once it's found its way inside you, begin your introduction to volume 2. If you try to consume the whole package as a 21-piece album, I think it may be overwhelming, even off-putting. Each song is pretty intricate for pop music, so there's lots to discover here. Also, Brad Lewis, who designed the order of songs, did a stunningly brilliant job of weaving these songs into an emotional story that really works, making several unexpected moves I can't imagine how he arrived at.

I think these songs are very singable, but not in the way a lot of pop music is—with simple phrases repeated over and over so that you can start singing along halfway through your very first listen. I’ve designed this album so that, hopefully, you’ll be rewarded for investing your time. That’s how my favorite albums always were— deeply discoverable.

My ultimate hope is that some real communication occurs, that you can know me through this vehicle in some real way.

If it touches you, please reach out and let me know. That’s why I do this.
A big thank you to every person who touched me in any way during the creation of this album.

So much love,

Everett

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released August 21, 2017

All songs, lyrics, and instrumental arrangements by Everett Young

All instruments and vocals performed by Everett Young except:

Vocals: Lori Grills Taylor

On “It’s Over,” “On the Tip of My Tongue,” and “In a Thousand Years,” guitar solos: Stephen Leacock

On “Island,” guitar on the left side and guitar solo: Peter Cole

On “Shapes,” mandolin solo: Mickey Abraham

On “The List,” solo violin: Holly Riley

On almost all of the album, bass: Tim DeLaney

Trumpet: Alex Rodiek

Trombone: Tom Gibson, Travis Cottle Saxophone: Will Scruggs

Also, trumpet, trombone and saxophone on “A Week of Rain” and “They Don’t Write That Kind of Song Anymore” were played by some hired guns from “Studio Pros,” whose full names aren’t given out, presumably so that I won’t go behind Studio Pros’ backs and hire them directly. I think Studio Pros did a lovely job, though.

On “The Sigh that Never Comes,” bass clarinet: Miranda Dohrman

Violin: Marla Feeney and Holly Riley

Viola: Marla Feeney

Flute: Marla Feeney (yeah, she’s pretty amazing, and she plays clarinet and oboe too)

Cello: Nan Kemberling

Oboe on “When You Were a Child”: Tom Underwood

Produced by Tim DeLaney

Mixed by Everett Young

Mix advice: Emre Malikler

Mastered at Modern Mastering Studio, Tallahassee Florida

Order of songs: Brad Lewis (This is an easily underappreciated contribution. Brad spent countless hours with these songs, creating an emotional story arc that I could never have arrived at without him. He made several unexpected moves that gave significant additional narrative life to these albums, including the brilliant idea to separate “The List” into two parts.)

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Kicklighter Tallahassee, Florida

I'm Everett Young, the founder of Kicklighter.

I'm 48 and picked up guitar 7 years ago, after finishing a PhD in political psychology and not getting the tenure-track academic job I thought I wanted.

My latest album is 2.5 years in the making.

My next step is to pursue composing for the orchestra. When or whether I'll return to pop music, I don't know. Thanks so much for listening!
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Track Name: Vol. 1, track 1 - Too Much Too Soon
So kid, I just read your biography
No wonder you wrote all these melodies
Lessons and learning and schooling, they leave a mark
Sounds of Bach, smells of dinner from down the stairs
Almost, I can see mommy standing there
Ten years old, heart of gold, never been swimming with sharks

Teacher taught you, but too much too soon
Safe and secure in your warm bedroom
When you found out, it was much too late
Too many lessons and too far gone to escape.

Fifth grade, playing music from Superman
How nice, but I want you to understand
Flatted nines, keeping time, singing in tune, that ain't it
VIbrato and no personality
We want Lennon and you love McCartney
I’ve been wrong, love your songs, still I don’t hear any grit!

Teacher taught you, but too much too soon
Safe and secure in your warm bedroom
When you found out, it was much too late
Too many lessons and too far gone to escape

Scales and exercises take their toll
Worm their way inside us, rob you of your soul

Someone ever tell you that less is more?
Relax, It’s a song not a movie score
Angel-pure, insecure, something you're trying to prove?
Old rockers go soft but they've payed their dues.
Just can’t find the punk there inside of you.
Family, PhD, sounds to me like a good move!

‘Cause teacher taught you, but too much too soon
Safe and secure in your warm bedroom
When you found out, it was much too late
Losing your hair and gaining too much weight
Yeah they taught you, but too much too soon
Made into mush while you watched cartoons
When you found out, it was much too late
Too many lessons and too far gone to escape
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 2 - Howard Jones
I came up near Beacon street, half a block from the show
And I breathed in the dirty air of a city far from home
It was Summer 1985, only 16 years old
And it seemed like I had a million to go

Wide eyes, no heart of stone
Love Of Mystery
Glimpse of the Unknown
All the world, possibility
Howard Jones

I walked up to that big hotel,
20 quarters for a call, and my
Eyes misty for mom and dad
And my own bedroom walls.
I strolled, blissful as I'd ever be
As the evening church bells rang
And just knew every star remembered my name

Wide eyes, no heart of stone
Love Of Mystery
Glimpse of the Unknown
All the world, possibility
Howard Jones

Howard jones,
Couldn't quite make time stand still, now where has it flown?
Never got to know you so well, it was only a song
The moment was gone
How could I have known

No road to take you home
It's too far away
Tender dream outgrown
Came along one summer day
Howard Jones
Wide eyes, no heart of stone
Love Of Mystery
Glimpse of the Unknown
All the world, possibility
Howard Jones
All the world
All the world
Hey, Howard Jones
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 3 - A Week of Rain
On a rainy Monday, rolled out kinda blue.
Swore I'd rise up early, got it wrong
Walked out with a frown
Got told to change my attitude
I junked another tune I was working on

On a rainy Tuesday
A day for no guitar
For catching up while drops drip down the wall
A half day spent on hold, out of my head and in the car
A whole day getting nothing done at all

Come one day
You will see me and feel happy
'Cause you have found a friend
Thinking back
We'll be sad but not so worried
And we can breathe again

And I want to give up
We don't see eye to eye
I dream of driving away
And vanish in the dark

'Cause I been knowing for years
That I must make a change
And I've been meaning to try
Still can't seem to make a start

On a rainy Wednesday
I put my smile on
Gave my morning chant to spreading love
A slight heard down the hall
You know I lost my cool again
A day to wonder what I was thinking of

On a rainy Thursday
I walked down to the park
No one playing in puddles, not a sign
Set foot in a hole
Filled up my shoe, not very smart
Went home, poured a drink, and shut the blinds.

I've been scared
'Cause nobody's getting younger
But we've got a little time.
Through our lives
We've been down before, but fortunes,
They don't turn on a dime.

And I want to give up
We don't see eye to eye
I dream of driving away
And vanish in the dark
Cause I been knowing for years
That I must make a change
And I've been meaning to try
Still can't seem to make a start

On a rainy Friday,
A day for letting go
I clung to my complaints like a bar of gold
Train wreck in the paper
Trickle down on radio
And I'm just getting tired, yeah. I'm getting old

I need a big surprise
From here to the horizon, grey skies
I need blue.
Sitting idly by,
Pointing out all the lies
I got more than enough men to despise.
So what to do?

On a Saturday morning
The drip-drops from the trees
Mixed with songbirds singing in the air.
Stayed dry as I walked out to the car
A little breeze
A cruel trick, there were grey skies everywhere

I walked that wind-blown evening
Before the day was done
To give that song I’d scrapped a last overhaul
Saw a crack of blue, tried something new
For me to hum
Walked on through the city
With the dry air in my lungs
Saw just how to save it
in the pink sky and setting sun
Thought, I’m not wasting time here after all
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 4 - Bittersweet
Sisters holding hands
Running in the street
Heard you laugh together
It was bittersweet
All the same it's a comfort to me

They tell me I'm an incurable worrier
And even if that's true
I see the signs of our coming war
Hidden in plain view

Count the good things, sun will rise, sun will set
Nothing we can do
Then, the storm
Strain your voice, slam the door
That's the me in you
Then we dance.

Broken promises
Broken harmony
Then you laugh together
But it's bittersweet
All the same it's a comfort to me

Climb the mountain, help them find peace of mind
Try to make them see right through
Wear me out, make me doubt all I have believed

Cure the fighting, untie these knots, solve these thoughts
Find a whole new twist
But it's true:
What troubles me troubles them so much less than this
Then we dance

Sisters holding hands
Running down the street
Heard you laugh together
It was bittersweet
It was bittersweet
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 5 - Four-Leaf Clover
I hoped you’d understand
Words to help you see me.
I smiled and spoke with love
You saw something ugly

Reasons I might laugh, cry,
Stand, fight,
Lie down
Or wake up in the morning
I’ll tell you someday,
And then you will know.

Someday with no shame on my shoulders,
Having found my four-leaf clover,
I’ll tell you when all this is over
What moved my mind.
Though I could have listened and loved more,
Whatever you thought I was going for,
I don’t think you know, but this isn’t the place or time

Many years from now
Having had our last shout
This will be a dream
Nothing left to fight about

We may not have money,
But we’ll sigh easily,
Knowing this was just our story
And then you will know

Someday with no shame on my shoulders,
Having found my four-leaf clover,
I’ll tell you when all this is over
What moved my mind.

Though I could have listened and loved more,
Whatever you thought I was going for,
I don’t think you know, but this isn’t the place or time

I can’t say I’ve been a good friend.
I’ve made to many promises I couldn’t keep
The road I’ve paved with intentions
Leads to one conclusion: I see what you see

I’ll tell you when it’s over
And then you will know

Someday with no shame on my shoulders,
Having found my four-leaf clover,
I’ll tell you when all this is over
What moved my mind.

Though I could have listened and loved more,
Whatever you thought I was going for,
I don’t think you know, but this isn’t the place or time
For what moved my mind
To see sunshine
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 6 - The Dark Side of The Moon
We can't chance these meetings by the lakeshore
You can't be seen as my friend
Atmosphere keeps heating, and you must make sure
You’re gone when the curtain descends

And that you've kept me all this time
Alive in your storyline, well,
It's amazing
And it lifts me
And you know I've carried you right here too

The kids were on the verge of bringing big dreams
Alive when the walls caved in
Dormant ghosts took flight
Like back in '16, the humans had done it again

I was careless, I showed my hand
They know just where I stand
But you have your life, you’re still free
I can’t ask you to wait for me.
I'm not coming soon.

As eyes hover, quiet, above
All we have left is love
And stolen glances no one else sees
But if I find opportunity,
I'll meet you on the dark side of The Moon

We were older but we played like children
Open hearts and idealism
We would change the world
Then a million years of evolution
Stood against designed solutions
Banged war drums, our planet out of tune

In this small town, work hard, keep your head down
Leaving's reserved for the few
Mind law and order, no need to be martyred
With so much more I can do

Look away from these smoke filled skies
How dreams might have been realized
Find a whole new way to fight and
Try to keep this flame alight and
Release my red balloon

Don't look back if I have to stay
Light somehow finds its way into a heart
My eyes have not died
And if ever there's a way to fly
I'll meet you on the dark side of The Moon

So careless to show my hand
They know just where I stand
But you have your life, you’re still free
And I won’t ask you to wait for me.
I'm not coming soon.
As eyes hover, quiet, above
All we have left is love
And stolen glances they don't see
And if I find opportunity,
I'll meet you on the dark side of The Moon
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 7 - Do It Again
I had it
I was all-pro
I did it once and I can do it again
Like Gibraltar's rock
for just a tick of the clock
When everybody wanted to be my best friend

You heard it
All the high notes
Well I hit 'em once and I can hit 'em again
Choosing work over play
And hittin' the gym every day
I'll write a story that'll make your head spin

And feeling back in tune
Wake at noon
Long long nights to play
Voices pound
Grind you down
Come let's fly far away

And with this blue guitar and a new song to sing
Like a boy bird--he's staging a show
And like a butterfly spreading its wings, here we go

I promise
It's a long road
But I did it once and I can do it again
Roll your eyes at me, question my sincerity
I'm taking names so I can rub it all in
The right fit
In the right clothes
I wore ‘em once, I'm gonna wear them again
It's a sweeter brew for all the chances I blew
Order champagne. I'm gonna relish this win.

And it was my best year
Spent in fear
Valley dreams thrown away
Mountain drive
So alive
How did I let them fade

A wounded bird with a new song to sing
Like a kid, I’ll be playing in the snow
Like a butterfly spreading its wings, here we go

I got tricks
I'm an old pro
I did it once and I can do it again
I'm a man unchanged
'Cept for a few aches and pains
Two ibuprofen and I flash a big grin.
I talk trash
Like Han Solo
I'll train like Rocky, that's the place to begin
When he fought Drago
Trudging that wood through the snow
I'm picking battles just to toughen my chin

But I wait so long
Am I that strong
Here's my song
It’s turning fall, yeah but it feels like the spring, here we go.

I had it
Too long ago
But I did it once and I can do it again
With my new stick shift
And no more cares who’ll be miffed
Gave up belief in my original sin
I'm done with
Watching grass grow
I'm dropping gears and mashing the throttle in
Pushing 50 years
Vertie ain't shedding no tears
Come with, or don't, and read the letters I'll send
I promise
It's a long road
But I did it once and I can do it again
Roll your eyes at me, question my sincerity
I'm taking names so I can rub it all in
I had it
I was all-pro...
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 8 - A Friend of Mine
Up-and-coming player
Highest of hopes
You Need a friend who's inside
Somebody to show you the ropes
No matter if you try hard
It's still who you know
It's just how it goes, it's just how it goes

I heard your little demo
Not very strong
You need someone to help you
To locate the hook in your song
Or maybe co-write with you
To push things along
You better get on, the train'll be gone, you better get on

My good friend
Came from nothin'
He's seen good times, He's seen pain
He's almost
What he once was.
He still calls everyone by first name

You want someone
To make the money flow and stars align
Let me introduce you, he's a friend of mine
And you must remember him
He had a minor hit in '89
Let me introduce you, he's a friend of mine.

Don't be late, don't be early
Mind what you say
The smell of desperation
'll chase any helper away
Ain't putting pressure on you
Your future's at stake
Today is the day. Today is your day

If he likes you
He might guide you
To someone who has that name
But your old ways won't impress him
Best you drop them for a different game

You want someone
To make the money flow and stars align
Let me introduce you, he's a friend of mine
Ain't getting anywhere
Starting at the back end of the line.
Let me introduce you, he's a friend of mine.

Self important artist
Save me the spiel
Everybody wants fame
Don't lie to me, I know the deal
Let me introduce you
It's scary, I know how you feel
But this is your spin of the wheel
Of fortune
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 9 - It's on the Tip of my Tongue
Top of the hill
Wind in your face
I see you rolling down, scoffing at the angry clouds
Don't know the city or place

There were these somethings you'd say
In your singular style
If I could hear them now, Write them down
Truth I've known and lost
Found in the words of a child

So I give up, rest my head
What were those words that you said to me?

It's on the tip of my tongue
So many have come
And I guess I've been something like half asleep
Right on the tip of my tongue
The words that were sung to our sweet and now lost secret melodies
So many races we've run
Our greatest adventures just shadows that dance on my wall
What were those words you said?
I almost recall

Town after town,
Train to L.A.
We met that kind older woman
Who forgot her stop along with her daughter's first name

Remember watching the stars
In the deep desert sky
I had to tell them you were here, you were here,
And yes I knew you, still young and alive
Before cruel words had their way
What was that thing you would say?

What was that thing you would say?
It's on the tip of my tongue
So many have come
And I guess I've been something like half asleep
It's on the tip of my tongue
The words that were sung to our sweet and now lost secret melodies
So many races we've run
Our greatest adventures just shadows that dance on my wall
What were those words you said?

I almost recall
The thing that you said
I almost recall
I almost recall
It's on the tip of my tongue
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 10 - They Don't Write That Kind of Song Anymore
They don't write that kind of song anymore.
They don't write that kind of song anymore.
And I must learn, and I must change.
Expectations must be rearranged.
'Cause I cant hear, and I can't see.
Trapped inside my antiquated melodies.

Time when I would fall in love
So long ago, I fell in love
They get into my heart no more
Like someone turned a light off, locked the door

And I'm told all these changes only happened in me.
And round and round I go with that question
But I still don't agree

They don't write that kind of song anymore.
They don't write that kind of song anymore.
And I must learn, and I must change
To a different region of my brain
'Cause I cant hear, and I can't see.
Trapped inside my antiquated melodies.

Try to feel it like my friends
A heart made of bone won't bend
It's beauty of a different kind
If I would only open up my mind

And I guess it's head before spirit
And that's the roadmap to me
I know I ought to be more romantic
I ought to set myself free

They don't write that kind of song anymore.
They don't write that kind of song anymore.
Find my style, find my place
In these sound effects I must embrace
'Cause I cant hear, and I can't see.
Trapped inside my antiquated melodies.

And they don't write that kind of song anymore.
Track Name: Vol. 1, track 11 - It's Over
I know it's over
Sometimes you fight your heart out
And though you scream and shout
You never find connection
I know it's over
But maybe I could come back
Get on a new track
And take a new direction

Locked on like a laser beam
Headed for the coast
All caught up in a dream, yeah
Eyes on the ball
Don't fall, last go around
't's what I told myself
Yeah I know just how it sounds, now...

Cleaned off the quicksand
I thought I could be ten feet tall for you
Maybe it was overconfidence
I wrote myself a letter: go and get her
I cracked the books man
A little thing I sure know how to do
Said when I'm serious, there's no defense
But someone's always better
And they were better
Now the clock's run out on me

I know it's over
Sometimes you fight your heart out
And though you scream and shout
ou never find connection
I know it's over
But maybe I could come back
Get on a new track
And take a new direction

I know it's over
I traveled from anointed
To disappointed
And now I'm mending fences
I know it's over
And now Im seeing life is short
And I believe in more than
Only second chances

I'm not unlucky at all
I've got a band with all my friends
We're having a ball, yeah
A man plans to re-shape the land
And he's still gonna die
It's a puzzle I
Have yet to solve

Well I've beat myself more times
Than I can make myself forget
Take me to the the time when I was young
Back at the beginning, when I was winning
Teach me to love every day
Without a cooked up cosmic debt
I'll give myself permission to have fun
Promise I'll be listening, help me do this thing
Say it's not to late for, not to late for me.

I know it's over
Sometimes you fight your heart out
And though you scream and shout
You never find connection
I know it's over
But maybe I could come back
Get on a new track
And take a new direction
I know it's over
Now put me on a jet plane
Leave behind the strain
Of an old conception
I know it's over
But when you don't know how to quit
You can’t stand to sit
Always re-set pressin'
I know it's over
I traveled from anointed
To disappointed
And now I'm mending fences
I know it's over
I'm seeing life is short and
I believe in more than only second chances
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 1 - The List (pt. 1)
These are things I'm grateful for
There are many, this is no chore
Health and home and that crisp blue sky
This day we can explore

Healthy children, they're fast asleep.
If I'm lucky, they will outlive me.
People mostly believe I'm good
If not so well understood

For all my life, I've kept my closest friends
Our ancient jokes they never fail to make us young again
We meet for for wine once every couple years
And say our goodbyes much too early,
Then we promise soon we'll meet back here

And then wild blackberries
Still taste exactly how they did back in the seventies.
Down by the creek, what golden memories
And I can have one now
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 2 - Paper Planes
Thrown high
Straight at a street light
6 folds and guaranteed straight, steady flight

Fastball
Flying down the hall
Bicycles to boomerangs,
Everything right

Epic adventures seen on Super 8
We would be heroes
The next grand idea never finished on my plate
Gone as the wind blows
Thought we had time to kill, time to waste
It's like we were sleeping

I see bare feet in sand
DC3s approach and land
Feel the thrill at the sound of the engines' roar
I see dad's laughing eyes
Paper planes against the skies
But when I fold them for you, they never soar

Spies sneak
Down by the creek
Neighborhood Nile River
Made for hide and seek

Weeks lost
As lazy as Spanish moss
Strange private languages only children speak

Not looking past any distance I could throw,
I had it made
Oceans of glass all the waters I had known
Why would that ever change?
Carelessly laughed while a different seed was sown
I must've been sleeping

To that old radio through the night
Station way up on the right
And I can hear those awful songs they used to play
Soon enough it's figured out
Grow your critic, learn to doubt
But it's too late--they're inside you anyway

I see bare feet in sand
DC3s approach and land
Feel the power in the sound of the engines' roar
I see dad's laughing eyes
Paper planes against the skies
Now I fold them for you, but they never soar

And Mom’s voice calls on the wind like a lullaby
Getting late at the park
Paper planes lost in the dark
Now I fold them for you,
but they never fly
They never fly
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 3 - Island
This is my island
I'm perched high above the shore
Blue water surrounds us
Nothing more
Over the horizon
A great sphere I'll never explore
I have no rowboat
I have no oar

Now how could we have got here?
Don't it blow your mind?
What's happened once could happen many more times.
(Maybe not.)
An island much like this one
Could lurk just out of sight
Or none, or millions, just by chance, not design.
So which would it be?
What's the probability?

This is my island
I sit high upon a hill
No alien ships approach
I doubt they will
Someone at her own perch
Stares back, everything's too still
Thinks she must be alone
That sends a chill


18 miles a second
We race round the sun
On other islands, they'd know as well as anyone.
(They can see for themselves.)
This one great big volcano
Put our home on the map
It's mostly thought a one-shot deal
Well, imagine that.
And I can't imagine that.
I just can't imagine that.

An island was made
And you have no way
You can say it never happened again.

But how could we have got here?
It blows my little mind
A perfect place to keep our species alive.
(Do you disagree?)
My twin or some alien
Could lurk just out of sight.
Or none, or billions, just by chance, not design.
So which would it be?
One oasis in the sea
Watching the stars shine?
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 4 - One from Below, One From Above
In the middle of the night
Should be sleeping quietly
But these fighters on the wing
Their bullets stream at me

Every little big decision
I made with no regard
The money overspent
The con games I fell for so hard

And I get shot down by good old days
Steps to retrace
'Cause you know you can't make it back there

And from the clouds, here they come
A time I felt safe
A time we could run
I must fight them away
And the canopy roads
The places I loved
It's one from below
And one from above
And I can't fly anymore
I can't fly

Made a list of everything I can worry too much about
People's moods I don't control
Mysteries I'll never figure out
Every demon recognized should be swept off by the wind
But the quiet never lasts for long
They're diving at me again

Over my right shoulder, a young face
It's been been replaced
And I must stop trying to turn back there

But from the clouds, here they come
A Time I felt safe
A time we could run
I must fight them away
And the canopy roads
The places I loved
It's one from below
And one from above
And I can't fly anymore
I can't fly

All the middle school fights
That I backed away from
My fathers advice
All the hopes of my mom
The worst songs I wrote
The falling in love
The always-almost,
The not-quite-enough
Every trip of my tongue
Things I should have said
The harsh words that stung
Get them out of my head

And the canopy roads
The places I loved
It's one from below
And one from above
And I can't fly anymore
I can't fly
I can't fly
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 5 - Turn of the Seasons
Until today she wouldn't have been able
Stares straight ahead, hands on the table
Feels herself inhale, exhale
Ready to let go that big dream, that tall tale
Everything ends and at some point that must be alright
Can't fight the turn of the seasons
No reason it shouldn't be tonight

When hope springs
At the beginning
We don't see
The soil where we stand, ever shifting
What will we fight for?
The morning
Strength like a hero
Come evening
Stiff drinks and where did the day go?
What will you fight for?
Lose a part of your life for?

Until today, promised to be love
You try every trick a human can think of
But what if you don't? Is that so bad?
You never promised to drown, signed no contract
Everything ends and no one gets to leave here alive
Can't fight the turn of the seasons
No reason it shouldn't be tonight

Still young
Continents to wander
Grown numb
Drained by the spells that we're under
What if you let go?
What if you float away?

And let yourself turn that time worn page
Ready to walk from that old dream, that iron cage
Everything ends and at some point you will be alright
Can't fight the turn of the seasons
No reason it shouldn't be tonight
Couldn't it be tonight?
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 7 - In a Thousand Years
Evolution
is changing all things big and small
You may not recognize
But I wouldn't trust my eyes
All of the -isms and - anities, propping up walls
Given a bit of time
To erase it from our minds...

In a thousand years, our darkest dreams will fill with light
Just a few circles around the sun
Superstition-free, the world will see no need to fight
In a thousand years, when this work is done

Medieval devices
You're staring at one in your hand
Headlines that drive us mad
You won't be needing that
For now you'll be driven
To drive me out, defend your land
Billions will pay a price
Let's not forget their lives

In a thousand years, our darkest dreams will fill with light
Just a few circles around the sun
Superstition-free, the world will see no need to fight
In a thousand years when this work is done

Don't look for guarantees
You know for cynical me
It's a leap of faith to trust in technology
You never see the trend
But stretched end to end
You're never gonna comprehend ten centuries
No you can't conceive of ten centuries.

Evolution don't give a damn what you believe
It's two steps ahead of you
It's right in the air you breathe
Cling to your movie stars
Your countertops
Your gasoline
Under the ancient moon
Their passing will not be grieved

In a thousand years, our darkest dreams will fill with light
Just a few circles around the sun
Superstition-free, the world will see no need to fight
In a thousand years, when this work is done

In a thousand years, your world would be unrecognized
Just a few more trips around the sun
What I'd give to love and live a life so outta-sight
In a thousand years, we will be gone
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 8 - Shapes
I saw a shape in a sweet gum tree
And you were climbing trying growing laughing
And we were two of a kind
And we were two of a kind
I saw the moon, it looked back at me
And it was knowing wincing scolding sighing
And it was all in my mind
And it was all in my mind
It was all in my mind, it was, it was

Talking in circles, it's the same old thing
Caught in the eddy, think I need a time machine.
To take me, take me back.
Alter the angle of my view of the scene
See the projector facing opposite the screen
Turn on the lights
Despite the light that's shed
I'll soon forget it

I saw a cloud with an angry face
And I was cold and violent, love had left me
And I was causing you pain
I was causing you pain
A vapor trail that the wind erased,
And I was loving soothing stroking gently
And I could only remain
And I could only remain so long

Turning the corner at 90 degrees,
Now walking south and got my face against the breeze
So cold, bitter and
I started thinking 'bout the choices I've made
And chose to hide out in a fragrant warm cafe
And here I am
Yeah I guess I've spent all afternoon here

Bicycle spokes and I'm back at the playground
A Stop sign and I'm nine years old
I'm outside to avoid my piano
A guitar triggers the tales I might have told

You were asleep and I kissed your hair
And It was rivers flowing, rapids rushing
Running away with my mind
And every shape I could find
Carried a reason or rhyme
Telling me just what you mean to me
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 9 - Ninety Days
One, two, three months for my ship to arrive
Lose my gut
Change my life
Ninety days!

This muggy air will soon be dry
Seasons turn
Watch them fly
Ninety days!

Sleeping late and safe inside a warm soft bed
Shelter from my sloth and chronic guilty head
Soon I'll be replaced, a human blur instead
Ninety days!

At a sidewalk cafe, given an open ear,
I tried to tell a friend the turns that brought me here
I can turn it back at least a dozen years
Ninety days!

From a thousand tiny cuts I've been bleeding
Found myself drinking too much every evening
Like a frog in heating water
To preoccupied to bother
To notice what I've done
Life's that way.

Can I even trust that I'll do it?
I was fabulous before, then I blew it
In my mind such a clatter,
Does it really even matter?
It's likely just a silly phase.

13 weeks to climb the hill
If not now,
I never will
I'll lie in my final bed
Disbelieving, shake my head.
Ninety days!

Woman in grocery line with veins so blue
I didn't like her tone and so I lost my cool
I've spent the day reviewing every word I used
Gone to waste.

Back in March, I had plans to visit LA
Just as soon as I was finished with this screenplay
Here I am, almost November
And I'm trying to remember
Ideas I'd jotted down,
Then misplaced

Waiting for your ship to arrive in port
Life can get away from you, it's much too short
Things I haven't felt in years
Track them down
Lose my fears
Ninety days
Ninety days
Now, go.
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 10 - The Sigh that Never Comes
"I adore you"
Can never be enough to shield you from harm
And God won't restore you
Time stands still and sleep can't hush the alarms

As loud as you've screamed
As far as you've run
She's still all you see, the day's up
Take cover and squeeze your eyes shut through the
Night awaiting the new freedom morning should bring
And here’s the sun

But ears only ring, another
Day to march in the parade, a beating drum
And still haven't seen
The road's end where mountains are green and work is done
The sigh that never comes

Rest your eyes, love
Tell me what you've known
I won't say a word
No facile prayers
No ashes to dust
For what comes in between is much more than absurd

You count out your breathing five, four, three, two, one.
Weeks and then years have gone and come
You do not believe these lies they've spun, like
Love's all you need
And hearts can't forget how to sing the songs they've sung
The air though it stings should heal you,
Untying the strings so tightly strung
As deep as a spring, it goes down but
There is nothing that can be done
The sigh that never comes

To wake you, once more to be free
And young
With mom and dad at your side
To hold you
To laugh with you
And everything's alright

Willpower won't save you.
It's right there in the stars before we are born
The years have passed on, and hearts are torn
They no longer shine, this fabric's worn
From all of these things, you only
Escape to your dreams, that's where you run

And maybe it means you'll always be
Weary at seeing that morning sun
And I would agree
There's just one place peace reigns supreme and all are one
Track Name: Vol. 2, track 11 - The List (reprise)
These are things I'm grateful about
Changing seasons, leaves of orange and brown
My favorite team isn't bad this year.
The fall state fair's almost here

Children laughing, such a cliché
Still, there's no better thing to end my day.
Whispering behind the bedroom door
No fear of what's in store
Needing nothing more
This I'm grateful for.