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Lyrics – Random Year

::::::: RHAPSODY :::::::
“You hold me in captivity. I can’t pretend that I want this to end. Simple hearts, simple dreams, just say something sweet to me. Take me to the nearest star, and I don’t care which car we drive. You hold me in Rhapsody, ’I can’t pretend that this won’t end, so drive.” Strings by Brian Batch.

::::::: ATLANTIS :::::::
“Stood at the end of a rainbow, there was no pot of gold. Stood at the end of a dark storm, there was no silver lining. I did my best, but I cut my losses. Dug a deep, deep hole, did not bring a long enough rope. Swam the deepest of oceans, did not find Atlantis. I did my best, but I cut my losses. Did not my heart deny, though I lost my mind, I did not lose myself. Stood tall at the end of a failure, and cut my losses. Stood at the end of a rainbow, there was no pot of gold.”
Drums: Scott Iman, Percussion: Jerry Ronquillo, Guitars: William Wallace, Bass: Scott Roberts, Keys: Colin McDonald.

::::::: THIS PAIN:::::::
This pain that I can’t feel. This pain that won’t heal. Would you look me in the eye tell me everything will be alright. If you can’t would you hold my hand, be silent and make no demands, while I feel …. ? Could you look me in the eye, tell me some good bald-faced lie. If you can’t would you hold my hand, be silent, and make no demands, while I feel . . . ? How could this be the plan? I just don’t understand why I feel this pain. How long will I feel this pain?
Produced by Karen Chisholm and Elizabeth Wills. Drums: Frank Favacho, Bass: J.J. Plasencio, Backing Vocals: Elizabeth Wills, Colin McDonald, Strings: Brian Batch.

::::::: SNOW GLOBE :::::::
Snowflakes drift in the air. I can still smell them in your hair. You’re laughing loud. It’s a beautiful day. Your smile is like a million sun rays. Carry me away this snow globe of mine. A picture’s worth a 1000 dreams, and you just got here yesterday it seems. I know I have to let you go, but I’m beaming, I’m beaming don’t you know? Carry me away this snow globe of mine. One by one I placed you on a shelf. Leaves are falling as you’re driving away, and I’m taking it all in on this beautiful day. Your heart is full of a million sun rays, but I feel frozen. One by one I placed you on a shelf. Carry me away on a million sun rays. This snow globe of mine. Frozen in time.

DRUMS/XYLOPHONE: RAMY ANTOUN, BASS: SERGIO ANDRADE, GUITARS: JACOB HILDEBRAND, BANJO/LAP STEEL: TODD PERTLL, STRINGS: BRIAN BATCH. PRODUCED BY RAMY ANTOUN. MIXED BY WILL HOFFMAN, MASTERED BY AMBIENT DIGITAL.

::::::: LIVING DUST :::::::
I can feel the time is passing. I can see this chain reacting. Dominos falling down one by one. We’re stuck in this time line and we’ve all come undone. It’s a chain reaction of living dust caught up. Temperatures are rising, and sincere hearts are dying. Dominos are crashing down. This darkened dream carousel spinning round. We’re stuck in this time line and we’ve all come undone. I need an escape from this chain reaction of living dust caught up in damage control. Can’t you see what we’ve started? Can’t you see I need an escape from this chain reaction of living dust caught up in damage control. Can’t you see what we’ve started? (Stopped us dead in our tracks). DRUMS: TOMMY ROALSON, CELLO/VOX/GUITAR: DAVEY WILEY, VIOLIN/VIOLA: BRIAN BATCH, BASS: ALEX DUNLAP, GUITARS: MORGAN MOODY. PRODUCED AND MIXED BY DAVE WILEY, MIGRANT LAB STUDIOS.

::::::: I LIKE YOU :::::::
You pick me and I’ll pick you. We’ll hold hands a time or two. You can sit next to me in class. We’ll eat lunch in the grass. ‘Cause I like, I really like you. Funny clouds in our view. We’ll lay forever and a day or two. We’ll drift along side by side on the lawn. ‘Cause I like, I really like you. And together we’ll rehearse, repeating every single verse of every silly line from our favorite movies of all time. And together we’ll rehearse repeating every single verse of every silly song that ever came along. Cause I like, I really like you. STRINGS: BRIAN BATCH.

::::::: LAID BARE :::::::
Laid bare my soul sitting outside my lover’s door. Wise angel with dusty wings shut the heavens I could hear him sing, “Don’t sow where angels fear to tread, innocence often ends up dead when you bare your soul.” Laid bare my soul sitting outside the preacher’s door. Crying angel with rusty wings held up a mirror full of broken things. “Don’t look where the angels fear to tread, innocence often ends up dead when you bare your soul.” Laid bare my soul sitting outside the courtroom door, tired angel with twisted wings trembled to hear what justice brings. “Don’t sing where demons fear to tread, mercy often ends up dead when you bare your soul. It takes a heart of gold to keep a story untold. When you bare your soul it takes a heart of gold to carry that load.
GUITARS/VOCALS: COLIN MCDONALD AND JON NAPIER.

::::::: HOTEL SHEETS :::::::
It’s cold outside in paradise; the skies are grey. These hotel sheets are so soft; our worries a million miles away. Coffee’s brewing and my heart’s on fire. Let’s stay here all day; it’s my heart’s desire. Our love is so real.
I can’t believe we’re still here after all these years despite all those tears. Someday we’ll be old and gray. All our babies will have flown away. I’ll still be here lying in your arms, forever falling for your boyish charms. The storms they will come and go, but we’ll still be here after all these years despite all those tears. Stay here a while, baby, don’t you know? These hotel sheets will keep us safe from the storms. Stay here a while, baby, don’t you go. These hotel sheets are so soft, and you’re so warm. The storms they will come and go, but we’ll still be here after all these years, despite all those tears. Harsh words have been spoken, but our love is worth fighting for after all these years, after all those tears. Stay here a while, baby, don’t you know? These hotel sheets will keep us safe
from the storms. Stay here a while, baby, don’t ever let me go. These hotel sheets will keep us safe from these storms.
HARPS: MICHAEL RUBIN, GUITAR: KAREN CHISHOLM & COLIN MCDONALD.

::::::: HENRY POOLE :::::::
No surprise that life has let you down. From the gutter to the penthouse, hope goes round and round. No one ever said that good things would come easy. So why not spread a little love around while you’re falling down? Every body draws their line somewhere, baby. So, why do you think a little faith is so crazy? Who’s gonna save your soul when you’re all alone, when the angels sing Henry Poole is here? No surprise that love has turned you down. When there is plenty to believe in, you just hold your frown. No one ever said that good things come easy. So why not spread a little love around while you’re falling down? Everybody draws their line somewhere, baby. So why do you think a little faith is so crazy? Who’s gonna save your soul when you’re all alone? When the angels sing Henry Poole is Here?

::::::: BUT YOU :::::::
Strawberries are fresh, blueberries are blue, lettuce is crisp, but you . . . Lemons are tart, coffee is warm, honey is sweet, but you . . . you’re a spring cloud with no rain . . . you’re a love song with no rhyme . . you’re a shoe without a soul . . . a rolex that can’t keep time . . you’re a pen with no ink . . . you’re a crown with no jewels, and I’m over you. Ice cream is cool, sunflowers they are yellow, rain drops are pure, but you . . . I’ve grown a little wiser. I’ve learned from my mistakes. I’ve tried to make things right, but you . . .

::::::: AGAIN :::::::
It’s been a long time. I think we have forgotten what it’s like to have butterflies. It’s not your fault the mystery is gone, but baby that is a pity. Let’s leave this city. Take me down to the river now, and lay with me in the sand. Tell me why you love me, tell me why you’re my man. Sweep me off my feet again, brush my cheek, and tell me you’d marry me again. The house, the kids, the chores, the cars . . . you’re at work, and I’m playing in bars chasing after my dreams but you’ve stopped chasing me. I want my cake I want to eat it too. Baby that means you, right here by my side calling me your bride. STRINGS: BRIAN BATCH.

::::::: TRUTH OUT OF PLACE :::::::
You came along while I sang a song. You lured me in with your party throng, and you told me you knew the way. So I danced for you, while I played your tune for you. I shared it all how I could fall, and I told you, you knew the way. So I took my pain, and hid it in my pocket, ‘cause I wouldn’t want things to seem out of place. I took my dreams, and hid them in my suitcase, ‘cause I wouldn’t want the truth to be out of place. I came along while you sang a song, I lured you in with my party throng, and I told you I knew the way. So, I danced for you while you played your ruse, you shared it all how I could fall and you showed me where I would pay. So you took my pain, and hid it in your pocket. Wouldn’t want things to seem out of place. You took my dreams, and hid them in your briefcase. Wouldn’t want the truth to be out of place. You set me up. I took the fall. You smiled as you watched me die. You fooled me once. You fooled me twice. Shouldn’t I walk away? So why am I the bad one now?