Read into as you like, but the song is just a little wonder about cabin fever.

Wrote this today while the rain kept me inside. Rather than forget it like all the rest of the songs I make up, I recorded it, for you.  Ta-da!

Might do a few more of these while waiting for the BMXICANS EP to drop, get excited about that cause it will be something very special!!!



Bake Me Happy

Crystal Beach Rider

Collected myself like some Upper Decks, too many Jordans and not enough Shaqs oh well.
It's not quite the same, but at the same time, my best cards were Magic and so was my mind oh well...

But you came along like a hologram, moved in the light and the palm of my hand, now all other cards they mean nothing to me, they lie on the floor in a pile where you see they fell...

Apropos of nothing, a waste of my time, I traded for poisons and bottles of wine oh hell.
It soon became clear that my days were just loops, as worthless as '96 Stockton Hoops oh hell...

But you reappeared like a hologram, moved in the light and the palm of my hand, now all of the poisons mean nothing to me, they lie on the floor in a pile where you see they fell...

It's a cautionary tale in two parts and for that matter; remember the former, and learn from the latter, for one day the value of the things that you treasure, can be taken away and leave a man without measure.
So don't rest on your laurels, don't bet on potential, cause accumulative loss you will find's exponential. Lost the battle, lost the war, what the fuck was it for? Now I lie on the floor in a pile where I fell oh well...

Upper Deck

There's no question, to how she's feeling, there's no talking to her now
It was coming, no surprises, but no devices could have told me how.

Seeing her so jarred, walked away so hasty, to be at a distance, happy from afar.
Must have been too hard, must have been uneasy, to be talking to me, caught me off my guard

There's no question, to how she's feeling, there's no talking to her now
It was coming, no surprises, but no devices could have shown me how

To watch her walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Like some fucking enemy, a faceless identity, a regular guy.

Seeing her so jarred, walked away so hasty, to be at a distance, happy from afar.
Must have been too hard, must have been uneasy, to be talking to me, caught me off my guard

To watch her walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Like some fucking enemy, a faceless identity, a regular guy (X2)

Joel McGrath