We started this up so many years ago
Now we can't make it stop
We let the devil out of his box
And we can't put back the top
He runs freely in our midst
And we just have to let him
He broke us down to smithereens
And there's no one left to get him

He has wrecked our perfect view
He has spoiled our oceans
He has played us all for fools
And played off our emotions
We look up to him like he's a god
What other choice do we got
'Cos if we say what we really think
He will leave us all to rot

He has eyes that are ruby red
And hair of golden weave
He is good at sounding good
And we want to believe

We can blame him for all our woes
We can blame him for our demise
But we placed him on that pedestal
And we didn't see through his lies
He asked us all to follow him
And follow him we did
We let the devil out of his box
And we can't put back the lid

Wave

When I think of you
What can I do, what can I do
It seems so perfect and so true
You're all that I want, all that I want, all I want
You bring out the best in what I feel
You are my ideal, my ideal
Even though I know it's not real
You are my ideal

When I look at you
What can I say, what I say
You lift me up when I am blue
You're all that I need, all I need, all I need
You take my wounds and make them heal
You are my ideal, my ideal
Even though I know it's not real

I look in your eyes and I fantasize
The perfect girl I canonize

When I dream you
You slip away, you slip away
Can't make you stick like glue
These are desperate days, desperate days
Maybe that's part of the appeal
You are my ideal, my ideal
Even though I know it's not real
You are my ideal

My Ideal

A song about an absent lover or God, depending.

I keep hoping for a sign
Just a card or just a letter
Won’t you please drop me a line
Anything would make me feel better
I keep hoping you’ll return
But days go by and there’s no word

Where have you gone my special one
When will you ever come on back
I been praying all these years
And I’m stuck here in this cul-de-sac

I look out on this old world
And all I see is pain and woe
Thought that you could help us out
But your response has been slow
I am waiting on the stoop
The dream I have has been deferred

Where have you gone
Can’t you give a little hint

Can’t remember your face
Were your eyes brown or blue
I do recall you had a beard
And you knew a little jujitsu
People are starting to suspect
That you may not exist at all

My special one
Where have you gone

Better Angel

Where Have You Gone?

There's no getting 'round it anymore
It is what it is and what it will always be
We do the things that make us what we are
All of the things we know and all of the things that we don't see
We can try to deny it
And live in a world of pretend
But try as we may
Try as we may it will bite us in the end

These are the days of our lives
And we want to hold them all so dear
These are the days of our lives
And the end is always near
These are the days

We think we know just who we are
And all the things we are capable of
We know we can do such great harm
But we know we can also make great love
If we can only work past our hate
And all our many insecurities
We might slay all the evil in this world
Bring it right down to its knees

We pray to God as if he cares
Mostly we do it to assuage our guilt
We ask him to forgive us all our sins
And we ask him to look at the monuments we've have built
Yes we can make all of our plans, all our plans
And we can try and hope for the best
And maybe some day if we have a little luck
All our questions will be addressed

Days Of Our Lives

Life down here well it ain’t so great
The world’s gone crazy and it’s filled with hate
People are mean and people are cruel
They’ve broken each and every golden rule

Hey mom, hey dad I miss you so
There’s a part of me that can’t let go
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home 
I’m coming home

It’s a world of fear and world of lies
Don’t know your foes from your allies
I feel done and all worn out
I live in the shadows of my doubt

I’m shedding myself of my scars
I’m climbing the up the stairs to the stars
Wanna break on through to the other side
Wanna waltz across the great divide

Coming Home

Where can you go 
When there ain't nowhere to go
You’re going nowherebound
Who can you be 
When there ain’t nothing to be
When your voice it don’t make a sound
What can you want
When you can’t get what you want
When all your dreams have run aground

Here I am in the middle of nowhere
All alone for eternity
Here I am in the middle of nowhere
Won’t you be nowhere with me
Won’t you be nowhere with me
Won’t you be nowhere with me

What can you do
When there ain't nothing to do
And no way to get things done
Who can you know
When there ain’t no one to know
When your friends amount to none
What can you say
When there ain't nothing to say
No stories you haven’t spun

What can you give
When you got nothing to give
When your heart is full of pain
What can you want
When your dreams are spent
When you life is down the drain
What can you build
When your strength is gone
And your body can't stand the strain

In The Middle Of Nowhere

Never got to hear the new Dylan record
Never got to see Trump tossed out on his ass
Never got eat another slice of Lou Malnati’s 
Never got to smoke any more killer grass
Never got to go to Paris in the springtime
Never got to drive an Aston Martin
Never got to kiss you straight on the mouth
I was too busy departin’

Never got to witness One Direction reunited
Never got a seat on the gravy train
Never got to have sex with Norah Jones
Never got to buy condo in Jamaica Plain
Never got to kill my asshole of a boss
Never got to play Madison Square Garden
Never got to hold, hold you by the hand
I was too busy departin’

Never got to meet Barack Obama
Never got to shoot up in Amsterdam
Never got to sip a glass of Campari
Never got 10 likes on Instagram
Never got to see my little girl get married
Never got to witness the Red Sea partin’
Never got to eat a banana split
I was too busy departin’

Never lived out my dreams to the max
I stopped before startin'
I was too busy departin’

On Departin'

Featuring Astrid

What am I doing here
Gotta know, gotta know
What is the meaning of this
The seeds I sow
Where is it all leading to
I wanna care, I wanna care
How will it all work out
Will it wind up fair

It will be brighter
Some day, some way
It will be brighter 
Some way, some day

Why should I bother
What's the point, what's the point
People trash the planet
It's a messed up joint
Will I make a difference
Who's to say, who's to say
Will things get any better
I hope and pray

It is gonna be brighter
Much brighter than it's been
It is gonna be brighter
Brighter without and within
And I will find that all my dreams
Are merely windows for me to see through
And I will find that all my dreams
Are really dreams come true

Brighter

I yanked off my great gray coat
And I draped it on the chair
You came to me like a ghost
Your dark eyes, your dark hair
Your lips were parted slightly
And you breathed a gentle sigh
You reached out and took my hand
Reflections in a golden eye
My oh my

My soul swooned slowly
As I heard the snow fall faintly
Through the stars and faintly falling
Like the descent of our last end
Upon all the living and the dead
Upon all the living and the dead

We waltzed around the room
Like we did when we were young
You smelled familiar and blue
I tasted your sweet tongue
I held on to your hips
You took me for a ride
‘Round and ‘round and ‘round we went
As the music amplified
My oh my

I dragged on my gray coat
And I headed back out the door
You stood there like a dresser
And I had closed the drawer
The streets were clothed in strangers
No one I recognized
I heard your song echo in the streets
And it flew away like butterflies
My oh my

Swoon

It is down here in a dark place
Behind the closed door
There is movement
Protoplasm
Bursting open like a spore
The stair is twisting like an Escher
Up and back and through
All these pictures collecting dust
Hence and hitherto

It is the longest dream
And it will never end
It is the longest dream
A lost world of pretend

There is laughter and there is rage
And there is illness all around
It’s in this building
It’s on these streets
It’s all over this seasick town 
I see fat faces, I hear odd voices
They bubble up through the cracks
I look for clues. I parse the logic
I study the syntax

There is weeping
In cathedrals
There are virgins sacrificed
All these rituals
They come to naught
In the name of Jesus Christ

The Longest Dream

Most of these tracks are works in progress. To listen to my completed work, visit https://therevenants1.bandcamp.com/releases

Eliot Wilder

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