Holding on

Single from the upcoming album "The Film Music of Bernard Herman"

Doggies

Somewhere between fight and play, Rats are rolling, tying their tails, packed in the pipes beneath this city. One rat bites another rats face, one scratches his own leg away, that's a fact of life and it isn't pretty! No poison can kill them all away, from every trap some will escape, in the darkest corners they procreate, mother, father, brother, sister all suitable mates. Everyone gets a little afraid when they see a big old rat coming their way! Rats in the dark, living loving feeling wanting all the good things in life, don't you know what that's like? As above, so below, rats are everywhere you go, eating shit at the grocery store, they're running around your best friends floor, and if you really have to know some more they're taking your fridge up the back door! Rats in the dark, living loving feeling wanting all the good things in life, don't you know what that's like? When a rat dies, that's a rat's life, nobody cares, nobody cries, caught in a trap or squashed underfoot, some people celebrate, i cant bare to look, Why cant they just live their lives? Are they just so bad that they all must die? Well either way it's all in vain, after humans die rat's will remain. Rats in the dark, living loving feeling wanting all the good things in life, don't you know what that's like?

RATS

LEMURIA

CONFUSION

Lost in thought, Nothing makes sense to me. Caught in a web I made so carefully. My leg is stuck, I can’t reach the things I need. My hands are tied, I move around but can’t break free. I call out your name –in hope that you might hear, I call out your name –you move away in fear. I feel the wind blow as I move with the breeze… Is this the end for creatures like me? To live again, to feed on flesh and bone. To live again, to find another home, is all I ask as I hang here upside down. The wind blows again, It turns me around. A hunger burns deep inside of me. I’m sure theres nothing I wouldn’t hesitate to eat –but I’m caught in a web of my own design, I’m caught up in the fantasy I’ve created in my mind.

Lost in Thought

I’m the one in the park, I’m the one in the dark, I’m the one waiting for you, I’m the one that you never knew. I’m the one weak people hate, and I’m the one the strong celebrate, because I’m the one that likes to bite, and I’m the one thats up all night. I’m the one under your bed, I’m the one in your head, I’m the one you can’t escape, I’m the one after your face... I’m the one staring back, I’m the one behind the glass, I’m the one behind the glass, I’m the one behind the glass. 

BEHIND THE GLASS

On a magazine, as advertised, in a Pantone world, I realized, plastic flowers, never die, plastic flowers, stay alive, In a big-box world, where your asked to smile, in a shopping line, I realized.... plastic flowers, never die, plastic flowers, stay alive, On a hospital bed, under fluorescent lights, in a Hallmark card, I realized... plastic flowers, never die, plastic flowers, stay alive.

Plastic Flowers

In a midtown office, after everone's gone home at night, high up in a building, far above the city lights, as the air conditioning wakes up at 9, computers sleep underneath acoustic tile. Electric eyes keep watch at night, electric eyes keep watch at night. Deep down in a basement a machine records and rewinds, and no one cares to see whats there, every night. Electric eyes keep watch at night, electric eyes keep watch at night. Behind plastic casing, hanging from the rafters upside down, patiently waiting while no ones around. Electric eyes keep watch at night, electric eyes keep watch at night. In the early morning, as the sun comes though Venetian blinds a camera slowly, starts to focus in the light. Electric eyes keep watch at night, electric eyes keep watch at night.

Electric Eyes

Coming back from the show, your finally headed home, and now that everyone is gone, you start to feel alone, and as the night turns into day you slowly fade away, dreams twist and turn around as the train moves through town... We're strangers to ourselves, always someone else, and as we move from this place, desires change and dreams end... We're strangers to ourselves, always someone else, and as we move from this place, desires change and dreams end.

Night Train

Behind the hotel walls you can hear a scratching noise, if you listen carefully. You can drown it out with your radio or you can drown it out with the TV... But when they show up at your door your not frightened anymore, they smile and wish you a good day, and then you wave them all away- to the tunnels behind these walls, where things move back and forth, no smiling behind closed doors, no smiling anymore! But when they show up at your door your not frightened anymore, they smile and wish you a good day and then you wave them all away- To a closet on the fifth floor, to the storage room down the hall, at an hour unknown... a name is carved in the wall! But when they show up at your door, your not frightened anymore, they smile and wish you a good day and then you wave them all away.

Hotel Walls

In every code there is a mistake, no design is perfect. In every advancement something gets away, one step closer and further. The gremlin lives in this place, causing mischief and havoc. In a world where every things explained, the gremlin has no answers.

The Gremlin

The Mayor

They don't think, they walk in line, they don't feel, they cant empathize... and all I have ever tried, and all I wanted, in my life is somehow to be human. They don't care when you cry, they don't know, and wont change their mind... and all I have ever tried, and all I wanted in my life is somehow to be human. They're everywhere, no where to hide, they crowd around, they break you down... and all I have ever tried, and all I wanted in my life is somehow to be human.

Bernard Herman

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