Lyrics:

Above the clouds above the sky 
Office hundred stories high 
it’s a booster seat
never helps you see

what’s the weather like outside?
what’s the date? What’s the time? 
it’s a mystery 
every day and week

Chorus

I know I let you leave
Why did I let you leave? 
You were right there in front of me
Within a whisper’s reach 

Verse 

Know/no I never did things right
Rarely even said goodnight
Laid you away
Come back someday

Now I want my life to bloom  - 
Alone here in this room
I say your name
So so in vain

Chorus

I know I let you leave
Why did I let you leave? 
You were right there in front of me
Within a whisper’s reach 

Bridge 

It’ll be better when
Is a maze that never ends 
Never ever ends
Never ever ends 

Chorus

I know I let you leave
I know I let you leave?
You were right there in front of me
Within a whisper’s/ reach 

I know I let you leave
I know I let you leave?
You were right there in front of me
Yet, I didn’t speak

What was I thinking / why? / I’m so sorry 

Writer: joel daniel
Producer: Max Hart
Players: Max Hart, Joel Daniel, Eric Gardner

Double Blind

Turn off the radio
Turn off the Spotify
Turn on the way you look at everything
That passes

Every car with its windowpanes
Pressing up against the rain
Splintering light into its halting haziness 
Constituent parts

Over and over the bridge
Upward and on to the nighttime
Going somewhere
Driver beware 
Into the right time
Is there a right time
Or is the time just right.

It’s the frame of a factory
That once was and again will be
Every mile on this long highway
Could be the same mile

Every touch of the light breaks through
Every shadow that touches you
Every car in this rolling plain
Seems to combine in rhyme

As we go
Over and over the bridge
Upward and on to the nighttime
Going somewhere
Driver beware 
Into the right time
Is there a right time
Or is the time just right.

I don’t want inertia
To be my driver
I only want to go
Where I go

I don’t want momentum
To be my driver
I only want to go
When I go

Aaron Mayer Frankel
March 2, 2025

The Right Time

Echo

The trail went 
More or less parallel 
With Green Bay Road 
From Lake Forest 
More or less 
Thirty miles  
North of downtown 
 
I used to ride 
My bicycle 
On this trail 
On Saturdays 
All the way 
To downtown 
 
How can I escape? 
We all want to escape. 
How can I breathe free? 
We all want to breathe free. 
 
Well I’m starting  
to think about 
where I want to go 
and when I get there 
if I will turn around 
I don’t know 
And if I’m sidetracked 
On the ride 
It’s not a sin 
As long as I’m 
On the way 
To downtown. 
 
I don’t want to be late. 
I know it’s going to be great. 
How can I breathe free? 
We all want to breathe free.

The Trail

Capacity

What’s my capacity to be evil
What’s my capacity to be good
I ride the train
To every destination in the world
I ride the train
To every destination 
Can I look at my reflection and see evil
Can I look at my reflection
It’s like we’re children in the forest
Playing in the teeth of danger
It’s like we’re creatures in the graveyard
Playing with the carcasses of love

What’s my intention to be evil
What’s my intention to be good
I ride the train
To every intersection in the world
I ride the train to every simulation
It’s like we’re thirteen in the morning
Playing in the barnacles of drowning
It’s like we’re adults in the evening
Playing with the lizardry of love

Playing in the barnacles of danger
What is my capacity
Playing with the lizardry of love

10/17/25

Capacity

I put the glass on the table
But too close to the edge
I put the glass on the table
But too close to the edge
A gust of wind comes by
Or no wind
And gravity takes hold

I put my hand on your shoulder
And say oh no it broke
I put my hand on your left shoulder
And say oh no it broke
You say no, you broke it
And Gravity takes hold

I say it broke
And you say you broke it
I then repeat
And you say you’re wrong

And everything just echoes
While glass is on the floor. 

Gravity takes many forms
The straw weighs on the camel
Friendship is a fragile thing
When its slipping off the edge
You think forever is as simple as
Some paste along the handle
The future is uncharted and
We may have no control. 

Gravity takes hold

Aaron Mayer Frankel
10/25/25

Gravity Takes Hold

Aaron Mayer Frankel