Moving on
Never look back
From day to day
Let up no slack
Keep the old life
Buried down deep
Can’t show nobody
Can’t put it to sleep

Who amongst us could say
If there was a better way

An ancient note
From before the end
A long reply
Still left unsent
Pockets full
Of coins and keys
An albums worth
Of faded memories

Who amongst us could say
If there was a better way

She told me we’re helpless under its spell
I said it don’t matter if you never tell

The truck pulled up
I hopped on in
Caught a ride
Let the fun begin
Leaving the past
Nowhere bound
The world rolls on
Without a sound

Who amongst us could say
If there was a better way

Who Could Say (Season 7, Round 13)

I can’t decide

I could write a song about love 
I could write a song about heart break
I could write a song about the perfect moment
Till it turned into the perfect mistake

I could write a song about my mother
I could write a song about my car
I could write a song about a beautiful country
Choking itself to death with endless war

Too many choices
We can’t move at all
That’s the trade we made after the fall 
I can’t decide anything anymore
I can’t decide anything anymore
So I’m falling to my knees, here at your door

I could write a song about the universe
I could write a song about anxiety
I could write a song about the age old curse
That holds us back from living truly free

I could write a song about revolution
I could write a song about TV
I could write a song about how I can’t write a song
But that first line’s eluding me

Too many choices
We can’t move at all
That’s the trade we made after the fall 
I can’t decide anything anymore
I can’t decide anything anymore
So I’m falling to my knees, here at your door

You’ve always had a way of knowing
How to get what you want out of life
Out here a wild wind is blowing
I’m gone before I can arrive

Too many choices
We can’t move at all
That’s the trade we made after the fall 
I can’t decide anything anymore
I can’t decide anything anymore
I can’t decide anything anymore
So I’m falling to my knees, here at your door

I Cant Decide (Season 9, Round 6)

I was a curious boy
Lining up my favorite toys
Matchbox gave me matchless joy
Build a ramp and send them flying
Crash em up, no fear of dying
Driving off
Into the real

Sitting in the way back
Music playing on 8 track
night sky turned black
Listening to my favorite songs
Watching the street lights turning on
Driving off
Into the real

Driving off into the real
Eating up the asphalt and steel
Looking for something you can feel
Driving off into the real 

When I turned 16
Felt the power of the machine
I was given the key
I could leave my empty home
Draw a path out on my own
Driving off
Into the real

Young and on the move
A different town, a different groove
The highway’s long and smooth
A tired haul and a dirty fight
Don’t know where I’ll sleep tonight
Driving off
Into the real

Driving off into the real
Eating up the asphalt and steel
Looking for something you can feel
Driving off into the real

Driving Off (Season 9, Round 17)

I’m a natural
Risk averse
Rule follower
You don’t ever gotta tell me twice
I’m a grit my teeth
Hold on tight
Pill swallower
I been the victim of some good advice

I’m no fool
I can see the rules
Are irrational
We just make it up as we go
It can’t hurt
Might as well
Stay passionate
Even if you can’t direct the flow

I been caught up in the middle

Always dreamed of
Outlaws
Living free
Can’t relax when I’m in a crowd
Sometimes it seems like
Everyone
Knows but me
Why won’t they say it out loud?

I been a good boy
Never act up
Never cause a scene
At least not as much as I’d prefer
I’m gonna stand up
Against the tide
And come clean
Before its washed out in a blur

I been caught up in the middle

Caught up in the Middle (Season 9, Round 18)

Surprise! We messed up everything
Uh oh! It’s a damn disgrace
Upside down! The jester turned a king
Wild card! The joker played an ace

It’s so ugly it’s almost beautiful 
It’s so terrible it’s great… again
A splintered schooner dashed upon the rocks
As prophesied the sea will get us in the end

Oh my! Hope the ship can bear the weight
No no! It’s such a heavy thing
Stop it now! The more that you can take
Watch out! The more they’ll bring

It’s so ugly it’s almost beautiful 
It’s so terrible it’s great… again
A splintered schooner dashed upon the rocks
As prophesied the sea will get us in the end
How ugly can it get?
How ugly can it get?

A weakling’s vision of strength
A poor man’s dream of wealth
A fool’s idea of wisdom
A sick man’s path to health

It’s so ugly it’s almost beautiful 
It’s so terrible it’s great… again
A splintered schooner dashed upon the rocks
As prophesied the sea will get us in the end
How ugly can it get?
How ugly can it get?


Almost Beautiful (Season 10, Round 9)

We all watch the clock count down
The story twists to our surprise
Zero hour comes at dawn
Rockets fire at sunrise

Up towards an open, empty dream
Farewell to ocean and to air
A shadow pulling at the seams
Darkness creeping up the back stairs 

So we’ll fly beyond the sky
Searching heaven for a home
Gonna be a long time listening
To that lonesome starship drone

Our kind
Lost our damn minds
Missed the prophet, for what it’s worth
Been discarded
From the garden
It’s the last day here on earth

I think something will survive
Life can thrive in a terrible mess
Looking out from different eyes
A new kind of self to be expressed

Will we return someday to see?
Will they greet us as a friend?
Or maybe even as family?
Or with anger left from before the end

In the far off reach of space 
How many times has it gone all the way down?
The cosmos wears a peaceful face
A union of light and thought and sound

last day on earth (Season 10, round 13)

Get me out of here
It’s not the place I remember
I can’t disappear
I can’t wait for better weather
Seasons come and go
Rain come down in a flood
Good folks, they all know
Gotta get out of the mud 

Land of the scared
Home of the lost
Shackled together no matter the cost
Keep it steady in rough seas
Shore to shore and in between
Maybe we
Can get back to the place we use to be?

Get me out of here
It’s not the way it’s supposed to be
The timeline went all weird
The joke became reality
It can be hard to laugh
When you’re on the line
Nearly broke in half
Before I seen the sign

Land of the scared
Home of the lost
Shackled together no matter the cost
Keep it steady in rough seas
Shore to shore and in between
Maybe we
Can get back to the place we use to be?

get me out of here (Season 10, Round 15)

No wrong answers

Some folks wake up with nothing on their mind
Living the good life in the sunshine
Walking with a satisfied regard
Taking it easy when it seems so hard

My head is heavy with stupid questions
False reports and terrible suggestions
Thoughts unkind, spin their way around
Collect in piles on the ground

A scrap of good advice
A twinkle in your eye
The forest path meanders
A memory from long ago
Front seat for the big show
There are no wrong answers
There are no wrong answers

In the small hours with all our friends
The old gods playing tricks again
The candle starts to sputter and go out
Your face betrays your inner doubt

Question after question
A song in the wind
After all these answers
I still don’t know where to begin

A scrap of good advice
A twinkle in your eye
The forest path meanders
A memory from long ago
Front seat for the big show
There are no wrong answers
There are no wrong answers
There are no wrong answers

no wrong answers (season 10, round 16)

Gotta spend to earn
Gotta smolder to burn
Gotta shoulder the burden
To start the meter

Gotta let out the line
Gotta give em some time
‘fore you reel them all in
It’s a loss leader

Gotta leave your home
Gotta go it alone
Gotta take a bite
You’re a big eater

Gotta hit the trail
Gotta fill your sails
Try to be a whale
Not a bottom feeder

We’re headed over, so grab on to something
What goes down must come up again 
You once told me that this ain’t the end
You think you might break, just bend

Gotta give to get 
Gotta pay your debt
It’s ain’t over yet 
It’s a buzzer beater

Still time on the clock
Still time to rock
‘fore you hear the knock
Of that ol’ reaper

We’re headed over, so grab on to something
What goes down must come up again 
You once told me that this ain’t the end
You think you might break, just bend
Just bend

Gotta spend to earn
Gotta smolder to burn
Gotta shoulder the burden
To start the meter

Gotta let out the line
Gotta give em some time
‘Fore you reel them all in
It’s a loss leader

loss leader (season 10, round 17)

A Trojan horse in reverse
Kindness wrapped in a curse
A blessing that feels like a sin
A spark with a negative spin

It was so sweet at first
But that sugar went sour
You were upset
I was the man of the hour

It’s like a dream inside out
A pretense to punish your doubts
The non-sense that it all adds up
Time has fermented your love

It was so sweet at first
But that sugar went sour
You were upset
I was the man of the hour

It seems too good, there may be a catch
A beautiful garden with shadows that match
If it seems all wrong, you may be mistaken
There’s always a little bit of joy to partake in
Just awaken

It was so sweet at first
But that sugar went sour
You were upset
I was the man of the hour

man of the hour (season 10, round 18)

Here’s a fun game I play
I lie to my own  face
I say I’ll level it up
And start the next phase
I peer into the mirror
But it don’t get any nearer
It’s better not to fall
For all the things I say

It’s time to shed some bad habits
Cut weight before the big fight
I been clogging up my bandwidth
Too many bright empty nights
Too many second hand delights

There’s a lot to keep track of
Try to hold on for a little while
Every time I think I got it handled
Down comes the whole pile
You just gotta smile

Here’s a fun game I play
I lie to my own face
I say I’ll level it up
And start the next phase
I peer into the mirror
But it don’t get any nearer
It’s better not to fall
For all the things I say

You were a real smart kid
Digging around for your own name
All the people around you hid 
Shadows in a dim place
Faded to a bare trace

Your folks were exactly like you
Sometimes mixed up in their hearts
And their folks and their folks’ folks too
Reaching around in the dark
Looking for a little spark

Here’s a fun game I play
I lie to my own face
I say I’ll level it up
And start the next phase
I peer into the mirror
But it don’t get any nearer
It’s better not to fall
For all the things I say

The Myth of Human Progress: Better Not to Fall (Season 10, Round 19)


My old friend sailed across the sea
To a magical land beyond belief
In the city of cities, there’s a place to see
Where rhythm and melody live and breathe

Harajuku, old shibuya
The Yamanote line goes through
Ancient fashions mix with newer
Young folks dressed to sock it to ya

It’s a special place to visit
Where the guitars are exquisite

At the Fender Flagship Tokyo 
You can find anything that you’re looking for
Guitars and amps and merch galore 
Dreams come true on the custom floor
At the Fender Flagship Tokyo

Reverb, deluxe, bassman and blues
A mountain of twins and princetons too
Signature models, its a real who’s who
Made in Japan so you know they’re cool

A purple jazzmaster looking oh so pretty 
A shiny pink tele with Hello Kitty
Jaguars, mustangs, classic strats
Each one greater than the last

It’s a special place to visit
Where the guitars are exquisite

At the Fender Flagship Tokyo 
You can find anything that you’re looking for
Guitars and amps and merch galore 
Dreams come true on the custom floor
At the Fender Flagship Tokyo


Fender Flagship Tokyo (Season 10, Round 20)


I know I crossed the line
Blew the whole damn show 
I’ll grab my bug out bag
I think it’s time to go

I was pushed too hard
My back against the bricks
I had a choice to make
But surely this ain’t it

It was a perfect crime
Until I gummed it up
Now I’m disappeared
Now I’m undercut

Desperate men make desperate decisions
No time to slow down and clear your vision
Desperate times lead to desperate acts
I’m on the run, no going back

Just a moment’s time
And now you start fall
There’s no second chance
Once you break it all

I’ll change my situation
I’ll drop my old name
I’ll find a new place
Where I can stay the same

I’ll hide among the faces
And wear a normal smile
Polite and so sincere
Least for just a little while


Desperate Times (Season 10, Round 21)

The Oceanic Pole of Inaccessibility

In the middle of the middle
A thousand miles from the nearest soul
The ocean dances on forever
Guess I’ll float here all alone

In the South Pacific gyre
No current to give it breath
The water’s gray and lifeless
It’s an honest emptiness 

A trash heap for explorers
A spacecraft graveyard
Falling down to disappear
After shooting for the stars

Point Nemo
As far as you can be
Point Nemo
Just my thoughts and me
And the open sea

Closer to the Astro monaural
At their station up in space
Than to any other runners  
Sprinting through the human race

And someday in the future
I’ll still be sitting here I think
When it’s usefulness is over
And it’s tossed into the brink

And that great international dream
Will come crashing down right here
Point Nemo is the perfect place
For me to disappear

Point Nemo
As far as you can be
Point Nemo
Just my thoughts and me
Point Nemo
As far as you can be
Point Nemo
The oceanic pole of inaccessibility

The Oceanic Pole of Inaccessibility (season 10, round 22)

Remind me of your Name


Walking round downtown 
It was just another sunny day
Head in a tune I was working on
In the sea of blurry faces
Someone called
My name
Looked up didn’t see a soul I recognized
Seems like it’s always a surprise

Just a sec
I’ve maybe seen your face before
Just a sec
Yeah, I’m pretty sure that we have met

Remind me of your name
So I can get the picture
Won’t you please
Remind me of your name
I’m almost there

Sorry y’all
I can’t recall
Names and match them to their people
It’s a sore spot in my daily life
Just ask my wife
It don’t mean
You’re unseen
The problem’s neurological
Blame me, I’m the one whose face blind

Just a sec
I’ve maybe seen your face before
Just a sec
Yeah, I’m pretty sure that we have met

Remind me of your name
So I can get the picture
Won’t you please
Remind me of your name
I’m almost there



Remind Me of Your Name (Season 10, Round 23)

Another song about the afterlife

No one’s ever come back to report on what they seen 
Once you cross that line, we can only guess at what it means
Some have dreams and theories of what it’s all about 
I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but I look forward to checking it out

You can hope we all gather in a warm and glowing light
You can wish for endless eons of indescribable delight
I’ve been told there will be music and a scad of gadabouts
I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but I look forward to checking it out

Someday we’re all gonna learn
It’s life’s only guarantee
Cause a promise can be broken
And some fools get off tax-free

I’ve been warned of fire and brimstone and endless flaming embers
Demons poking you with forks to see if the meat is tender
It’s what you get for all your sins, I’ve oft’ heard it avowed
I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but I look forward to checking it out

You can try to see it in the space behind your eyes
You can ask all of your clergy friends what happens when we die
It’s probably no big deal, I mean,
I’m not stressing it, no doubt
I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but I look forward to checking it out

Someday we’re all gonna learn
It’s life’s only guarantee
Cause a promise can be broken
And some fools get off tax-free

I don’t know what’s gonna happen, but I look forward to checking it out

yet another song about the afterlife (Season 10, Round 24)


The unlucky shots

Chorus:
You can say I’m unlucky 
You can call me insane 
You can do what‘cha gonna do
But don’t mess up my name 
Don’t mess up my name

Verse
I’m so tired of you messing up my name
I said it twice now I’ll say it again
It’s got a story but I doubt ‘cha care
You prefer to stay unaware

Been a freak since my day of birth
An old spirit suddenly unearthed
My mama told me I was heaven sent
I never understood what she meant

Chorus
You can say I’m unlucky 
You can call me insane 
You can do what’cha gonna do
But don’t mess up my name 
Don’t mess up my name

Verse
I’m not even sure what is true
For all I know, you’re a puppet too
Window dressing up an empty store 
The whole worlds different than before

I looked around, the coast was clear
A phantom tragedy disappeared
Some people straight full of shit
The misses just as funny as the hits

Chorus
You can say I’m unlucky 
You can call me insane 
You can do what‘cha gonna do
But don’t mess up my name 
Don’t mess up my name

Bridge/outro
I cut through (I cut through)
I saw behind the show
I saw you (I saw you)
Fighting all alone
It didn’t need to be so mean
What a waste of gasoline

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