side a. 01. NONE MORE BLACK: ice cream with the enemy. 02. ATTACK IN BLACK: broken things. 03. SAVES THE DAY: ups and downs. 04. THE APPLESEED CAST: woodland hunter part one. 05. THE POSTAL SERVICE: this place is a prison. 06. BRAND NEW: untitled 07. 07. MEW: am i wry? no. 08. JETS TO BRAZIL: further north. 09. MINERAL: & serenading. 10. SMALL BROWN BIKE: fami(liar) to you. 11. BRAND NEW: jesus christ. side b. 01. EMITT RHODES: lullabye. 02. THE WEAKERTHANS: everything must go. 03. THOM YORKE: black swan. 04. BAYSIDE: they're not horses, they're unicorns. 05. THE STILLS: love and death. 06. MATT SKIBA: good fucking bye. 07. CRITERIA: thorne sharp. 08. NONE MORE BLACK: zero tolerance drum policy. 09. JAWBREAKER: jet black. 10. OWEN: i woke up today. 11. RIVAL SCHOOLS: daydream. 12. THE SMOKING POPES: pretty pathetic. 13. KID DYNAMITE: zuko's back in town. 14. LIFETIME: records at nite. 01. NONE MORE BLACK: ice cream with the enemy. face it, i'm catching all your drifts. they're blowing eastward, through my door and out my window. originate in mouth, in innuendoes. every word is meant to hurt, meant to feel like war, i've had enough. all's fair only when the weather is. the air is right for shooting down my best intentions, but all the good it's done. we'll never mention, just like the worst, just like the worst. hot tongues and poor little lungs are burnt to a crisp from fire that we spit. no wins with sharp bloody pins that we've hired and fired at will. they're sticking in my skin, i've had enough. allies are worthless in this shit-faced fucking that i fear has grown to pity me for the damage done and you for the healing. when neither side has meant to hurt. now when i get lost, i follow the blood trail home to my disgust and think of all the wrong things i could be doing, and all the good times i could ruin. "hey, i wouldn't worry about it man. do what you can try not to hide." "hey, i wouldn't worry about it man. do what you can to feel alive." 02. ATTACK IN BLACK: broken things. in my wonder i can weigh, the loss that we all had to suffer. felt in headaches from the knowing that our heroes lives uncovered to be seen as they'd always been, nothing but a boring shade of blue. from the knowing that i'll never sing in tune, like the rest of you. like the truth that beautiful, could be wealthy spelt another way. said to us in words that linger, words that swear we'll make it through the day. let die our spoiled architect burrows. let die our finger printed window sorrows. let us address our wakes by name. say, "i'd have the strength to face you, day. save the broken things in my life" i found the need to stay alive. reason enough to pay to mind that all of this could mean the world or be such a fucking waste of time. 03. SAVES THE DAY: ups and downs. and i'm gonna get to the bottom of this. gonna peel back my skin and look at myself shaking and shivering. and i'll get the rope from in the house, survey the scene, find two of the tallest trees and i'd tie myself up, above the cool air to dangle in the twilight. as my skin collects in a pile on the ground, i'll radiate heat and turn off my head, and just pretend that i don't exist. then i'll see clearly to the end of the ropes that i've been hanging from. as they loosen from the trees, and plummet to the ground, i'll be impaled and turned around. i'm finally free from the ups and downs. 04. THE APPLESEED CAST: woodland hunter part one. cold hunter's knife, washed in a silver rain. washed in wings and peirced by those claws that cling to the throats and hands of death. bold, brazen child, who said you could do these things. made from rain, and light blowing in from space. now, to kill, and fight, and hide you claim. cold, haunted heart, you dream of my warm embrace. all the while carving with all your hate, rage and bile to turn me cold. but cold is home and i am winter. blinding light and blasting horns. if you want warmth, then i am summer, but choose the one you're wanting more. 05. THE POSTAL SERVICE: this place is a prison. this place is a prison, and these people aren't your friends. inhaling thrills through twenty dollar bills, and the tumblers are drained and then flooded again and again. there are guards at the on-ramps, armed to the teeth, and you may case the grounds from the cascades to puget sound, but you are not permitted to leave. i know there's a big world out there like the one i saw on the screen. in my living room late last night, it was almost too bright to see. and i know that it's not a party if it happens every night. pretending there's glamour and candelabra, when you're drinking by candlelight. what does it take to get a drink in this place? what does it take, how long must i wait? 06. BRAND NEW: untitled 07. we'll take it easy like tigers in the cage, pacing on our pads, and waiting for the time to come for reverie. our lazy bones ache for our dowry. can't hold on to the thrill, so i hope you find the will to follow through. what we've invented, i am now ending. hold on to who you love, we have tried, and flown like doves since we were young. what we've invented, i am now ending. the closest thing we had to loyalty. a chance to break our parents' pattern. you chose to keep your teenage tragedy, in lieu of their romantic pallet. play tender like a new born baby would, play tender to the night is over. i'm leaving you to nurture cherished wounds, and care for it just like your lover, yeah. the mornings over, the day is in full swing. 07. MEW: am i wry? no. farah, now that you're here, can you tell me exactly how i should have done? farah, drives with her eyes closed. do you ever inflict unwanted memories? i know you and i know it won't take you long to make me smile. farah, angelic girl, i'll have you know it's you and me potentially. farah, don't pull the carpet from under me, indifference is killing me. am i wry? oh my! fallacy! fallacy in my words am i wry? i know you and i know you're not afraid to say the least. diamond ring, diamond ring, but you can't find it. cold is the night. 08. JETS TO BRAZIL: further north. the road tonight is cold with ice and no cars pass by. thank god for no phone call, just snow and a fire. december endings and since you send me things, i just feel for the north. this year took ten years to tell me that im alone again. everything heres about to break, i'm one inch from more than i can take, and its beautiful and sad but its all that i have, so tonight lets stay inside. i'll be the husband with a book for a bride, tonight lets stay inside. i could play guitar, i've got so many songs that youve never heard, and they werent about you, and i wont change a word just because you're gone. the trees creak with their arthritic arms, riddled in their powdered bark. blue moonlight, i cant cry right, but i miss you tonight. there are things better id like to try with you, but i stay inside. tonight i stay inside. i could play guitar. 09. MINERAL: & serenading. will you come, and what will i say? oh i have been so distant and unhappy, like i could disappear. when i was a boy i saw things that no one else could see. so why am i so blind at twenty-two? to the hope that is all around me, filling up this room. on the road, on my own, waiting for the words to fall from your tongue, into my ears. when i was a boy i could hear symphonies in seashells. so why am i so deaf at twenty-two? to the sound of the driving snow that drives me home to you. 10. SMALL BROWN BIKE: fami(liar) to you. is my face familiar? maybe you'll remember me. is my voice familiar? this is the sound i made. place these knives into my chest, twisting and sticking. relate and then take them from me. remember me now? this story sounds familiar. you sleep easy. relate and lie to me. i died through you. there's not much to knowing because things change so quickly these days. relate and take from me. there's not much to talking because things fade so quickly today. everything so close. i'd like to open that door. everything, but me. there's not much to talking alone. relate and take me. is my touch familiar? i see your smile now. does this feel familiar while you hold his hand? did you lie to me? "probably, that's all i know" love me and lie to me. this is the closest we'll ever be. 11. BRAND NEW: jesus christ. jesus christ, that's a pretty face. the kind you'd find on someone that could save. if they don't put me away, it'll be a miracle. do you believe you're missing out? that everything good is happening somewhere else? with nobody in your bed, the night is hard to get through. and i will die all alone, and when i arrive i won't know anyone. jesus christ, i'm alone again. so what did you do those three days you were dead? because this problem is gonna last more than the weekend. jesus christ i'm not scared to die, but i'm a little bit scared of what comes after. do i get the gold chariot or do i float through the ceiling? or do i divide and pull apart? cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark. this ship went down in sight of land, and at the gates does thomas ask to see my hands? i know you're coming in the night like a thief, but i've had some time, o lord, to hone my lying technique. i know you think that i'm someone you can trust, but i'm scared i'll get scared and i swear i'll try to nail you back up. so do you think that we could work out a sign? so i'll know it's you and that it's over so i won't even try? i know you're coming for the people like me, but we all got wood and nails, and we turn out hate in factories. we all got wood and nails, and we sleep inside of this machine. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 01. EMITT RHODES: lullabye. tears that angels cry and they darken all the sky. when the one you love says goodbye, tears that angels cry. sing a lullabye, sing it soft and only sigh. when the one you love says goodbye, sing a lullabye. when your love still is strong, when the one you love is gone. 02. THE WEAKERTHANS: everything must go. garage sale saturday, i need to pay my heart's outstanding bills. a cracked-up compass and a pocket watch, some plastic daffodils, the cutlery and coffee cups i stole from all-night restaurants, a sense of wonder (only slightly used), a year of two to haunt you in the dark, a wage-slave forty-hour work week (weighs a thousand kilograms, so bend you knees) comes with a free fake smile for all your dumb demands, the cordless razor that my father bought when i turned seventeen, a puke-green sofa, the outline to a complicated dream of dignity. for a laugh (too loud and too long), or a place where awkward belongs. a phone call from far away with a "hi, how are you today?", and a sign that recovery come to broken ones. or best offer. 03. THOM YORKE: black swan. what will grow quickly, that you can't make straight, it's the price you gotta pay. do yourself a favour and pack you bags, buy a ticket and get on the train, buy a ticket and get on the train. cause this is fucked up, fucked up. people get crushed like biscuit crumbs and laid down in the bed you made. you have tried your best to please everyone, but it just isn't happening, no, it just isn't happening. and it's fucked up, fucked up. this your blind spot, blind spot. it should be obvious, but it's not. but it isn't, but it isn't. you cannot kickstart a dead horse. you just crush yourself and walk away. i don't care what the future holds, cause i'm right here and i'm today, with your fingers you can touch me. i'm your black swan, black swan. but i made it to the top, made it to the top. this is fucked up, fucked up. you are fucked up, fucked up. be your black swan, black swan. i'm for spare parts, broken up. 04. BAYSIDE: they're not horses, they're unicorns. you're pulling at your teeth and i'm the novocain you pump in your cheeks. that's why i'm still around, you've got blood running down your chin, but you suffered peacefully. she was a termite eating away at my roots. i was just a lost soul who needed a home, i was filling a void with you. and i can't, can't, can't wait until you see see see what death and disgust has done to me. and i spent three years wishing for two things, that one day you'd break and i'd get to see how all the choices you made would drive you insane. i wish we never met. as angry as i sound, that's just the way i cover up, the way i feel. i've been that way for years and years, a slave to broken hearts and sex appeal. 05. THE STILLS: love and death. i'll make my own way, i'd make my own way. don't bother counting on me, loving me, just stand back i'm gone. oh this sorry joke, you're a joke, is all we really need. there's nothing that i need. too late and too bad, i'm stuck feeling bad. without you i'm a mess without you, just don't know. this is really not a joke, you're all i really need, you're all i really need. and i'm just so bored of wasting my time, love and death are always on my mind. and i'm just so sick of wasting my time, love and death are always on my mind. 06. MATT SKIBA: good fucking bye. so you broke down trying to leave town, i broke down crying on your return. you left me feeling hopeful i'd never see your face again. you made for a bad lovers liver, you stole all the covers and busted my head. you made me such an asshole, i wish we never met. i'm tired of being bored, i'm through with the headaches, and hiding my hands that tremble like earthquakes under the table and under the daytime sky. good fucking bye. when you lose hope it's hard to cope. watching the tyranny with sober eyes, at daybreak and sunset, all hours inbetween are spent murdering time. 07. CRITERIA: thorn sharp. brace yourself my dear there's a new one why you'd end it so tragically, you won't believe how simple a problem can be solved so complicatedly. and i agree you should have known sooner, it's my fault for not believing. the truth comes with divined intervention, and i need you to intervene. did i mention my soul could carry no weight? i'm ready for you, to be here to today. this life is not made to be separate. you're breaking my heart, so come back today. no i can't write, no i can't explain, what i want to say is that i can not help you anyways. so leave me here with a basement life. embrace our time (cause it will never last) a cold red line (we become) a thorn sharp line into my side, into my side. 08. NONE MORE BLACK: zero tolerance drum policy. blindfolded and back to the door. i'm sitting silent with these open arms ready to strangle me, cut the air out entirely. every time i see your face, the space between always tends to suffocate you and me. maybe we can start with the weather, just maybe. then say what we have to say, whenever, or maybe not. thought you should know it's not okay with me, the way you walked away. colder shoulders chill to the bone. the way you left me feeling disowned. i want you to know i wouldn't have given up. hark, hark, a knock at the door. who goes there? someone from before i was unstable. let me bring that to the table. 09. JAWBREAKER: jet black. i'll be quiet to keep you quiet. don't concern yourself with my slow dying. through the vents i hear you sigh. i don't get too high these days. your floor is my ceiling. lights out, you can't come in. if you don't remind me, i won't forget you. if you don't ask, i won't upset you. i am jet black, i am stone cold. jet black to the center. funny like a funeral, i need you to bury me. white noise in black room dust. these hands long for one last touch. hourglass all out of trust. i don't scratch so i won't itch, i don't reach so i won't miss. i taste our last kiss. this is the cure: the same as the symptom. simple and pure: break to keep fixing. patiently nurse, patient and nurse. this is the part i wouldn't show you. the part where you say, "i don't even know you." this is your cue, be glad it's through. 10. OWEN: i woke up today. i woke up today and felt my age for the first time in both my mind and body. and my thoughts are less of fitting in and more of being a better man. and my overbite is getting worst and my whole fucking face hurts. i woke up today with the whimper not the bang of a schoolboy or a father. and it seems those fifteen pounds i've lost since you left were the part of me that you loved most and knew best. and i woke up today feeling my age and the sum of everything i've ever done and either i just got kicked in the teeth or time has changed me. 11. RIVAL SCHOOLS: daydream. see you later, maybe never. an image of you in my mind, briefly still. did it mean the same to you? i'd be amazed if it did 'cause it probably doesn't, it just wouldn't. we should have that cup of coffee, we could tell each other our most interesting stories. i'd thought at the time it was a good idea, but after all now, sounds like it wasn't, it just doesn't. me and you all our wishes come true. fall in love when there's nothing to lose. me and you all our wishes come true, fall in love when there's nothing to do. a daydream goin' on in my mind, a daydream where it's easy to find. me and you all our wishes come true, me and you all our wishes come true. fade out, as you walk away. it's not likely we'll meet again, it's more like me to move closer than far away. closer then far. i'll see you again. 12. KID DYNAMITE: zuko's back in town. what if one day i turned to you and said, "i'm not the man that you think i am?" end a corner and you'll find me there, it's friday night and there's nowhere to go. will you abandon me for a fantasy, so you can gratify your selfish needs? if you come across some self-esteem. you know i need it please give it to me. preconceived misery turns me into a mystery. but i hold tight to what is true, not you! now it's the next day of the rest of my life. forget about what i told you last night. still in the corner but i'm standing up, soon enough i'll be ready to go, so go abandon me for a fantasy, and you can gratify your selfish needs. if you come across some self respect you can keep it so you can reflect. 13. THE SMOKING POPES: pretty pathetic. you should've heard me sobbing as i drove home that night. got into bed and stayed there for days, i just laid there, having been permanently changed. but we won't get into that now let's take it from the start. you should've seen me smiling like the world was mine. she used to call me baby. softly. sometimes. but if i dwell on those days too long, i feel like my life is over and that's no good. so let's move on. to the part where where i begin to sense her distance. i panic and hold on tighter, that makes it worse. how am i supposed to take it when she says "this is something i'm going through, it's got nothing to do with you". i had a special evening all planned out. desperately determined to reignite some spark between us. she had to feel something for me. a love as strong as ours doesn't just go away. can't just turn it off. unless she was lying all those times. but i don't think so. i really don't think so. the way she used to look at me made me a thousand feet high. the meaning of the word cool. not the same geek who fumbled with his words that night. the ugliest night. i said some pretty awkward things. i got the feeling that she felt sorry for me. i should've seen it was hopeless and left it alone, but i had to go on embarrassing myself. i miss what we had, i need you so badly. i must've sounded pretty pathetic i know, that's why i don't blame her for what she said. but listen to me rambling. we don't know each other that well, but you're so easy to talk to. i feel i could tell you almost anything. i hope i haven't put you off. i have a tendency to do that. why don't i just be quiet? 14. LIFETIME: records at nite. i know he didn't want her, she didn't want him to stay around forever, whatever's easier for you. i ain't half as smart as him, yeah i know i'm second best. i never thought you'd only want me. and now your gone away for good. you fall in love but love has gone away. it's a funny little thing and it gets inside your head. it's a killer round the corner, and all you really do is try and keep your cool and wait till everything blows over. leave it alone, leave it alone, don't take your love away so soon. we could just play records at night, i know its been a long time.