sometimes it seems.
sometimes it seems we only know how to sell, project a long shadow and work backward from there. but it makes me so dizzy that i can’t see,
and by the time the perspective resolves i find out it wasn’t you that you were selling at all. and it makes me so angry that i just can’t see.
but it’s not that i don’t know how to just go and get what i need, it’s just that i know enough to know it’s not just up to me. sometimes the days seem so dark.
but there’s something about the way the light hits your eye before it moves on and starts heading towards mine.
practice/no real reason (with adam kessler)
band practice/no real reason (mp3)
we went to the doctors, they showed us some pictures.
i remember the time, i thought i knew something back then – but now it’s long gone.
and now i sleep when i want to, stay up when i want to, i can say what i want, to whoever i want, but i wouldn’t recommend it.
because if this is what it is, i’d like to give it back. i certainly wasn’t asking for all of that. i guess the thought came past and so i followed, and then i found myself here.
and there’s no real reason why.
well you push and you pull and you do it all at the same time. and if you don’t even know how just to speak your mind you can take it as a good sign that you’ve done it before just never quite like this. and there may be no reason to do it if there’s no love in it, but if you only love it because you believe you need it it’s going to have to bring you down.
track four [you can feel the beat] (feat. beats by jeremy jones).
track four [you can feel the beat] (mp3)
(thanks for the beats, j jones)
you don’t have to speak your mind, i can hear you speak your mind, you don’t even have to speak. i know you’ve got those good intentions, don’t we all have good intentions, most especially when we know we’re up to no good. you don’t need to change your mind, and i can’t make you change your mind, but i could help you change your mind. there’s always one thing that can hold it all together, it’s a simple thing that everybody knows. if you can feel the beat, if you can move to the beat, if you can feel the beat, then you can. sometimes you have to speak your mind, or at least you’ve got to try, before you know you don’t even know what’s on your own mind, maybe you made your endorsements just a little bit too soon, maybe you moved in close when you should have left some room. maybe nobody’s telling you anything you don’t already think you know, baby, you’ve been moving so fast what’s going to happen when you try to take it slow?
prayer no. 1.
we take the name in vain, we do it every day. but if it’s everywhere and everything, then it must also be where it cannot be. and i reject your sympathy — it feels too much like pity — because when i look inside it’s what i can’t find, so there’s nothing i can do but take a breath and pray.
this is not.
i didn’t want to say, it so i held my tongue. i couldn’t stand to see it, so i just stayed home.
(and all the while).
i couldn’t stand to say it, so i held my tongue.
but this is not love.
and the way that i think of you is like the way that a thin line can wrap around anything, but when i think of you it’s never you that i’m thinking of.