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"GHOST TOWN".                                2007.

"51h8"


(Instrumental)


"The Miles Are Never Far Enough"   Written by Dave Greer.


If, "Hindsight's 20/20,"
Is really true
Where the hell did we go wrong?

Because I keep looking
In my rearview
And all I see is miles of fog
And the mirror's on my right
And the mirror's on my left
Warn the future's closing fast

The miles are never far enough
OH, NO!
The miles are never far enough

Still we try
The road less traveled
Filled with dead ends and broken bridges
Yet we tred on
Slowly, but surely
And try to leave this town behind us

OH, NO!
The miles are never far enough
OH, NO!
The miles are never far enough

We thought we'd found us a goldmine
But this place is a ghost town
We're just trying to get up
But all they want is a breakdown
We thought we'd found a goldmine
But all they want is a breakdown
All they want is a breakdown...

We thought we'd found a goldmine
But this place is a ghost town
We're just trying to get up
But all they want is a breakdown
A break... down
We thought we'd found a goldmine
But this scene is a ghost town
We're just trying to get up
But all they want is a breakdown
DOWN
DOWN
DOWN
Still we'll try
The road less traveled
Filled with dead ends and broken bridges
Yet we tred on
Slowly but surely
And try to leave this town behind us

Please, let me know
When narcissism goes
Back out of style
Because I'm sick and tired
Of everyone
Crying over their own spilled blood

"Sunstained"   Written by Kevin Duqette.


I looked
I finally looked to the sun
And I got sunstained
I got sunstained

When you looked at me, through that glass
My arm extended, but only one
The other at my side in a flash bang motion
Holding a bottle
It was not of glass
And it was not of crystal
I recall it being plastic
Yeah, it was one of plastic
You couldnt break it
You looked and you tried
But in the end, it all went frozen
Everyone else's eyes looked straight ahead and smiled
But my eyes were diverted
I can't say that I was ready quite yet
No, I wasnt quite ready yet!

I colored on the back of a child's picture, out of sight from everyone
Just like my smile, or was it my frown?
No wait, that was nothing
When I got sunstained, I found that you were sunstained
Everything about me was all sunstained

This morning I awoke and I was mistaken
I mistook a scrap of plastic in the wind as a swooping robin
Yeah, a swooping robin
Why did I use that color?
And it was way too yellow
And it was way too brown
And it was way too colored
The day my elbow went straight, I would have sworn it might have broken
It was simply a blessing, the way I held that bottle

You couldnt break it
You looked and you tried
But in the end, it all went frozen

My cousin, oh, he laughed like a circus
It was fashion frenzied, yeah, he was so friendly
I colored my hair
I tried it once, then I tried it twice, then I never tried it
I probably should have tried it
But then you're simply baffled, but can baffled be so simple?
Well, it's hardly easy, yeah, it's easily easy
And yeah, I say it, yeah, and yeah, I speak in code
But that'll make things simple
Won't yeah make it simple?
Won't yeah make it simple?
Won't yeah make it simple?
Won't yeah make it simple?
Won't yeah make it simple?

"Break.Step.Bridge."   Written by Kevin Duquette.


We hear the marching of footsteps
The rhythmic pulses of, "TEN HUP, TEN HUP, TEN HUP!"
The bridge that looms in the distance
Has lead our way with a, "TEN HUP, TEN HUP, TEN HUP!"

The book, it told me to say, "YES, SIR!"
The foot soldiers, they say a, "YES, SIR!"
The leader wants for us all to, "YES, SIR!"
Will footsteps quicken the fall? Well, "YES, SIR!"

Are you questioning me? Well, "NO, SIR!"
Have I not taught you to be? Well, "NO, SIR!"
My image thrust onto thee? Well, "NO, SIR!"
I always wanted to be a soldier!

Break-step, soldier
You cannot cross
Break-step, soldier
Put your arms down
Break-step, soldier
You cannot cross
Break-step, soldier
Put your arms down

The book it told me to say, "Yes, sir!"
The foot soldiers, they say a, "Yes, sir!"
The leader wants for us all to, "Yes, sir!"
Will footsteps quicken the fall?

If we allow them to cross
They'll surely break this bridge
With their rhythmic procession of perfect steps
And if we allow them to cross
They'll surely break this bridge
With their rhythmic procession of empty steps!

The book it told me to say, "Yes, sir!"
The foot soldiers, they say a, "Yes, sir!"
The leader wants for us all to, "Yes, sir!"
Will footsteps quicken the fall?
Are you questioning me? Well, "No, sir!"
Have I not taught you to be? Well, "No, sir!"
My image thrust onto thee? Well, "No, sir!"
I always wanted to be a soldier!

"The Casket of Amontillado"   Written by Kevin Duquette.


Hello, hear a tale of how it began
Of a life, of a death
Of a simple ole plan
Of a man who was tricked and at the end of it all
Ended up stuck inside of a wall

The man, he was me and though I like to jest
I never thought I'd quite end up in the recess
For a pipe of a drink or something like that
Now say it for me...
"In pace requiescat!"*

In pace requiescat
Pace! Pace!
In pace requiescat
Pace! Pace!

Follow down these stairs and try not to trip
The nitre on the walls will glisten from the drips
These catacombs twist both to and fro
Where's the pipe?
("Amontillado!")

Though I may seem ill, I shan't die from a cough
I must taste the wines held in these troughs
You see, I am quite skilled; a real connoisseur
To you what's just a drink, to me is much more
I'm quite inebriated, I do not feel well
The air is getting thicker, the path narrows still
In this tight, striped dress and conical cap
You'll say it for me...
"In pace requiescat!"

In pace requiescat
Pace! Pace!

No!
Where are you taking me?
No!
It grows so dark!
No!
For the love of god, Montresor!
Where are you taking me?
No!
No!

So now you've heard the tale of a man at his worst
His brilliant life taken on account of his thirst
Though his skill was unmatched, one can't deny that
You'll say it for me...
"In pace requiescat!"

Pace!


*Latin for, "May he rest in peace." ;)

"City of Dimming Lights"   Written by Kevin Duquette.


I came back to this city
After being gone for quite some time

And upon my return
I was quite bereft
Everyone I loved and knew
Lived on like I'd never left

This isn't the city I once knew
The same streets and same lights and same places
How can I get back to
The same sounds and same lives and same faces?

Help me find
My way back home
Help me find my way...
Help me find
My way back home
Help me find my way...
Help me find
My way back home
Help me find my way...
Help me find
My way back home
Help me find my way...

Is this the city I once knew?!


And I'll continue to walk these streets
Cast in shadows in the city I knew
And I will continue my search
For my city, no longer in view
And every single person I pass
Will be nothing but a stranger to me
Casting shadows in what was
What was once my great city
And I don't care how their lives go on
And I don't care how their lives end
Coming back here I've realized
This will never be home again

This will never be home... again!

"Throwing Myself To the Lions"   Written by Dave Greer.


All bets are off
You've made me a fool
You are far colder than I ever gave you credit for
All bets are off
You've proven me wrong
You are far colder than I ever gave you credit for

And I guess that I'm impressed
By your lack of self respect
And how you stabbed me in the back
Without any hesitation
And I guess that I regret
Every moment ever spent
I would gladly take them back
Without any hesitation

If I put the gun in your hand
I wouldn't have a chance to tell you to pull the trigger
Before my brains would paint the walls
And my headless form wouldn't hit the floor
Before your tongue was down one throat or another
Don't get me wrong
This wasn't meant to be an attack on your character
But you made the mistake in making me the villain

AND IN THE END
YOU'LL JUST COMPLAIN
THAT ALL THIS BLOOD
IS SO CLICHE!

This all is so cliché
Denying truth and hiding pain
Saving face and losing faith
This isn't me

Every story has two sides
But I'm only telling mine
So I guess that makes you right
You'll use this as bragging rights...

"Time Enough At Last"   Written by Kevin Duquette.


It was all a fucking lie
So toss out the fucking books
Erase this chapter from my life

It was all a fucking lie
Every single word she said
Erase these emotions from my heart

I'll run
You'll hide
We'll say
Goodbye
We're all
The same
We're all alone

We are alone
We are alone
We are alone
We are...
We are alone
We are alone
We are alone
We are...

This all has been a lie
Erase this from my life
It's all a fucking lie
Erase my fucking life
This all has been a lie
Erase this from my life

We are alone
We are alone

It was all a fucking lie
So toss out the fucking books
Erase this chapter from my life
It was all a fucking lie
Every single word she said
Erase this from my heart

We are alone
We are alone
We are alone
We are alone
We are...

"A King's Tale"   Written by Kevin Duquette.


Listen
Hear it all
Of a tale
Of a man
Of the king
Of his sins
How he lived
How he falls
And on the throne
Where he sits
With his grip
On us all
From the West
To the East
With his teeth
On our feast

And in the kingdom on the fields of the peasants
There were men who worked their fingers to the bone
To feed the king's mass addictions and treasures
But from the dust arose a man, known as Jonas
He said, "Men, be not divided in tongues,"
"This land is ours, we shall not kneel to a master!"
"Do we not sow the same seeds as each other?"
"Then why not eat the grain that's fit for a king?"

But on the throne…

The king continued to enjoy all his luxuries
With golden coins slipping through his thick fingertips
His laughter echoing upon the palace walls
"Lock the gates! There's no need for such pestilence!
The people of my rule don't need my attention!
It's time for revel, stand in awe of my majesty!"
Replacing glutton for the needs of the plenty!

Now Jonas had his mob of men
And he said, "Listen now, my brethren!
Because tonight we will fight for our honor!"
We'll kill for our sons and we'll die for our daughters!"
So by god, grab a sword, grab a torch!
Take up arms in this struggle as we fight for justice!
Want to fight for justice
Then, JOIN IN, JOIN IN!
Why delay? Let's not waste our time
For the night is short, and the future is mine!
I mean ours, and the time says His Majesty's reign is up
YES, YES! That His Majesty's reign is up!"
So they stormed with hopes held high
With their swords and their flames to the sky
And they fight with their lives on the line
As they screamed, "LET US IN, LET US IN!"

And now the king who wasn't known for his pleasantries
Rounded the guards and then he ordered the slaughter
"Kill them all, but keep their leader for hostage
For he'll be used as my pawn and example
So at dusk, we'll take the man known as Jonas
And from the gallows he will swing dead in the wind
And make sure the execution is brutal
As an example for all those who oppose me!"

Who... ?
Who?
Who opposes me?!
Who?
Who opposes me?!
Who?
Who opposes me?!
I said, who?
Who opposes me?!
I say, HANG, HANG, HANG, HANG, HANG!
Who opposes me?!

And Jonas walked up the steps quickly
His brow covered in sweat and pride
And in the background he heard
"KILL THE KING, KILL THE KING!"
And he was met by the king in the most glorious of battles
And with all his might he thrust his sword into the king
And he ascended the steps to the throne
And gently placed the crown on top of his head
And his eyes turned red with greed
And he said…

"It's mine...
It's mine...
The throne is mine...
This is land is mine...
These men are mine...
This kingdom's mine..."

"My men who have followed me
Pick up your weapons again
This fight isn't over
He must guard ourselves against the pestilence that still rages outside!
Do not celebrate!
Do not cheer!
For it is I, King Jonas
Lock the gates! Lock the gates!
Rebuild those walls!
There is no need for such pestilence!
There is no need for such pestilence!"

"Where the Train Tracks End"   Written by Kevin Duquette.


I'll board this train
Take it wherever it leads
I have nowhere else to go
I have nowhere else to go

He said he'd board this train...

These compartments are empty
These tracks are faded
These gates are empty
His place is empty

I'll board this train
Take it wherever it leads
If he came here now
The train would be on its way

He won't ever take this train
He won't ever let it lead
Wherever these tracks want to go
Is not where he'd be!

These compartments are empty
These tracks are faded
These gates are empty
This station's empty

These compartments are packed!
But I'm still empty!
I'll stay this empty!
I'll stay!

Board this train...


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"PUTTING THE FORMULA THROUGH A BLENDER".                                         2006.

"The Sleepytime Song"


(Instrumental)

"Scuffing My Shoes By Walking All Over People"   Written by Dave Greer.


I am afterthought
Am I not?
I am nothing more
I am nothing more
I am the dark cloud
I made your day shine
Now you'll want the light
I am not your light
I am afterthought
Am I not?
I am nothing more
I am nothing more
I am the dark cloud
I made your day shine
Now you'll want the light
I am not your light

I am the sketch of a soul, not yet complete
Not quite unique, but...
I am defined
And I am not rough around the edges
I am a rock made smooth in a shallow riverbed
Am I so shallow?
Would I take you to my bed?

I am, I am
I am the gentleman
Or am I
The cold calculator?
I am, I am
I am the gentleman
I am the gentleman
I am the gentleman

I am a tool, for I am used
The uncertainty is if I love you
I'm the sketch of a soul
I'm expendable, I'm erasable

I'm the dark cloud, in your summer sky
I cannot fight the winds of time
The seasons are changing and so must I
Simply stated, I loved you
Goodbye

"I'm Not An Actor, I Just Play One On TV"   Written by Dave Greer.


And she says
"I'm sorry darling
But there's no changes to this script,"
"Besides, you play the fool now. oh-so well,"

"And what's the point in honesty
When what we've got's dramatic irony?"
"Now, baby
Bleed for me,"
"I need to see
You bleed for me,"
"Baby, bleed for me..."

Is this what you wanted?
Congratulations, you got it
My shattered spirit's yours alone
Please tell me how this started
Oh, wait, I think I've got it:
I couldn't bear to be alone
I couldn't bear to be alone

He says
"I'm sorry darling
There's no changes to this script,"
"Besides, you play the victim oh-so well."
"And what's the point in modesty
If we never had poetic harmony?"
"Now, baby
 Lie to me,"
"I need to see
You lie to me,"
"Baby, lie to me..."

Is this what you wanted?
Congratulations, you got it
My shattered spirit's yours alone
Please tell me how this started
Oh, wait, I think I've got it:
I couldn't bear to be alone
I couldn't bear to be alone

You wanted this
You wanted this
You wanted this
You wanted this

I never wanted this
I never wanted this
I never wanted this
I never...
I never wanted this
I never wanted this
I never wanted this
I never...
I never wanted this
I never wanted this
I never wanted this
I never...

You always wanted this
You always wanted this
You always wanted this
You always wanted this

She said, "I'm sorry, darling, but this act has reached its end,"
"But don't worry, baby, it never really meant a thing..."

"Fashion vs. Its Customers"   Written by davegunn.


Let the brushes puke multi-colors on your face
The mirror grins and condones in your disgrace
Wrap that silver noose around your neck

Apply those bling-bling manacles
With the shiny rocks, and the whatchacalls
Bake yourself to a preferred pigment

Step out to your pulsating pervert audience
Their erections give you your round of applause

Maybe its me and my lack of common fashion sense
But your commercial fabrics not made of substance
Drowning yourself in the table of contents

Your personality was made by poor foreigners
Your personality was found dead by coroners
Mummify yourself in their arrogant slogans

Take a bow
Do a one-eighty
Show some ass
The curtain falls
With your self-esteem in tow

Revlons fist giving you two black eyes?
Love being embraced, eaten by your thighs
All sedated by a drinking binge
Maybe it's me and my lack of common fashion sense
But your fabric's not made of any substance
Drown yourself in the table of contents

"This Town Ablaze"   Written by Dave Greer.


She commits treason
With poise and precision
She uses passion
As an excuse for arson
She could make millions
On the words we had written
But she'd rather let them burn

She's found a new one

She commits murder with sweet inspiration
She uses her tongue as the deadliest weapon
She could kill millions with her lips laced in poison

She'll set him down where we once did
She'll set this town ablaze again
And now her hand's entwined with his
They'll burn so bright, he'll burn out fast
She'll set him down where we once did
She'll set this town ablaze again
And now her hand's entwined with his
They'll burn so bright, he'll burn out fast

He learns the lesson of despair and deception
He is the victim of a crime of decision
He could escaped it without complication
But he'd rather stay and burn

Now it's too late
It's far too late for him
Again
Now it's too late
It's far too late for him
Again

She'll set him down where we once did
She'll set this town ablaze again
And now her hand's entwined with his
They'll burn so bright, he'll burn out fast

"Adam, My Dear Fellow...  (Cliche)"   Written by Dave Greer.


Breathing
Breaking
Sinking
Shaking
Simply falling
Simply failing
Breathing, breaking
Feeling, faking

Breathing
Breaking
Sinking
Shaking
Simply falling
Simply failing
Breathing, breaking
Feeling, faking

This is not the end
This is not the end
This is not the end

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