Are you lonely?
Are you jealous of me?
What did I do to make you hate me the way you do?
Or is it just karma coming back around
to kick me in the ass with mistakes from the past...?

Well buddy, you gotta relax.
Start taking it slow, you know when He spoke
he was saying "Love your brother,
find a sister or two."
'cause we're all feeling alone,
and that includes me, and that includes you.
If there's a fire, will you come back for me?
Or will you stand outside and watch it burn,
even as I sleep? Will you watch it consume me?

Death will come soon.
Is there nothing you can do?
Where was it said that we should make hate and revenge?
Shouldn't we be trying to get rid of them,
instead of building and refilling?
'cause keeping up the war is only killing me.


Are You Lonely

I Guess Later All This Will Seem Like Fate is about the paths we walk. A little like a pretty storm, or a forest trail, when you don't know where it's going. It sweeps in and out, and the sky bursts into view, and you open your eyes again.

Interlude

All Is Not Lost

Not anymore, not anymore,
I don't have to be this way, not anymore.

I'm going down again, yeah I'm going down again,
into that pit, it has no end,
I'm going down again.

Nothing I can do, nothing I can do,
I'm just a ship in a storm being tossed around by blue,
nothing I can do...

Going home again, yeah I'm going home again,
I can hide in a corner, I don't need no friends,
yeah I'm going home again.

And I guess our lives are fine, 
though not quite perfect, though not quite right.
Only one way out of here,
go into darkness for a billion years.

Yeah I guess this life are fine, 
though not quite perfect, though not quite right.
Only one way out of here,
headin' towards darkness for a billion years.

Not Quite Right

Oh I'm a little happy,
oh I'm a little sad,
I'm never really sure
which way to go with that...
I see myself, I see myself again.

Every early morning and late late evening,
I'm thinking that maybe, maybe I'll make it
But I don't know...
I see myself again.

If I'm really honest, can't be sure of what I'll say
I think that keeping quiet's better for me anyway.

Nothing too specific
about the way I feel
a little like old photographs, faded and unreal
with faces blurred and blank
and by the way, I see myself again.

I read my science fiction, I wonder about my life
I go onto the beach and think about why why why
I'm alone, why I'm alone again.

Of course I know the answer, it's really not that hard
been this way for so long, it's a default way of thought
staying all day closed in, doing work inside
it's wonderful - loneliness aside.

At least I'm making something
out of all this wasted time
later I can listen in
and think I'm doing fine
and I will see myself again.

At least I can't shake shadows,
they still follow me around
though all the living people here are looking at the ground
we see ourselves again,
there's no ourselves again.

Myself

There was such a time
rode 'round on the bus to see what I could find.
There was my life slippin' by,
ivy growing,
ivy climbing high.

Wherever I was looking, I wasn't really looking,
I was moving my eyes at best
what happened to awareness?
what happened to awareness?
Wherever I am walking, my feet aren't even touching
and I'm totally oblivious
fuck the heightened consciousness,
won't you send me back to sleep?
Open up the windows, I'm going into panic
'cause I got nowhere to land...

So so so, I go home. 
Loop round slow, in circle flows.
People crowd, and people stare.
With no one talking.

No One Talking

No I don't like weekends,
most people don't know what that's about
no I don't like having free time.

No I don't like mornings,
even if that's when my hopes are high,
no, I don't like waking up again.

And I dreamt I was a mountain, yeah,
I was green and all the people came to touch me.
Now I wake, and they stay away,
running from the weather that erodes me.
Oh I hope to sleep again, sleep without end.

No I don't like weekends, and
most people don't know what that's about.
No, I don't like much.

Weekends

sitting with you, drinking wine
life departs in awkward time
all the buttons slowly come undone

things i've lost, things misplaced
stored in caches on the ways
never thinking i could not return

laying with you, where to go
paddling your body flows
rapids coming i cannot resist

i use tape to mend my wounds
stick together leather shoes
when you leave, i can leave you too

how many different ways to live
will leave me feelin emptiness?
how many pieces of your flesh
will only lead to nothingness?

cause i was drunk and
you had your head backwards
walking up the mountain
must i carry you?

how many different parts of you
will hands and tongue be pushin through
how many pieces of your flesh
will only lead to something less?

cause i was stuck and
can't find my way back and
all those second chances
must be rotting
must be rotten


Things Misplaced

Oh I spend an awful lot of time looking at shadows
Oh I spend an awful lot of time this way
I know it's kinda silly I can't get it together
I know it's kinda stupid when things look OK.

I wandered up and down Broadway Avenue,
but I didn't find anyone to talk to.
In the woods, when people pass, they always say hello,
but in the city, only cars echo.

Oh I wish that I was living in another time and place
Oh I wish that I was living at all.
Now my feet hit pathway, I could walk and walk for days
only going no place
at all.

At All

oh cedar tree
you shelter me
and I see the crow
building his home yeah
and I don't really know
which way is forward
I'm pretty young although,
your trunk is older.

oh, dirt lot
what tales have you got
not for you to tell me,
but you should know I'm listening. 
deep below surface
earth and roots give birth
i'm looking carefully at
your longer story.

if your knot eyes can even see
well you're probably laughing at me
at how i walk so serious
trying to live with such purpose.

oh cedar tree
you shelter me
and my body don't belong
but i can't help but stay a little longer

oh oh oh i shall not shy
from gettin my hands cold 
oh oh oh i shall not hide
my face from this hailing sky

oh cedar tree
you shelter me
and together we will meld
once, once im deep in the ground

oh oh oh i shall not shy
from gettin my hands cold 
oh oh oh i shall not hide
my face from the rainy skies
oh oh oh i will not shy and 
oh oh oh i will not hide

cedar tree!

Cedar Tree

Oh, it's called the slow game
it's the only one I play
and though I'm dead and lonely babe
I won't ask you to stay.

I bent right over backwards
to avoid all of this
and I know how the story goes
and the story goes like this:

Me in the corner, and you in the sunlight
and making my silent demands...
Oh, can I erase and start again?

They say that I'm not timid
that I walk with open hands
and all these women's voices
I surround myself with them.

But none can come too close now
my shield is very fine,
it's many-layered and many-striped
to protect from piercing eyes.

I bent right over backwards 
to keep myself afloat
to keep from always fucking up
to keep from growing old.

If it's easy to forget now
then I won't be any harm
I won't remember what you said
but I can play along.

With me in the corner, and you in the sunlight
and making my silent demands.
If you look at me and don't look away
I will start screaming them.


Silent Demands

This is a Bright Eyes cover. 

The city has sex with itself, I suppose
as the concrete provides, well the scenery grows
and the lonely, once bandaged, lay fully exposed
having undressed their wounds to each other.

There's a boy in the basement with a fourtrack machine
he's been strumming and screaming all night down there.
The tape hiss will cover all the words that he sings
but then they say it's better to bury your sadness...

In a graveyard or garden and wait for the spring
to awake from its sleep
and burst into green

Now I've cried... And you think I'd be better for it
but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine
for the rest of my life.

And I learned... and you think I'd be something more now
but it just goes to show
it is not what you know
but what you were thinking at the time.

The City Has Sex (Bright Eyes cover)

Oh now, what was I saying?
Oh now, you knock me right out of my sense.
Oh pretty girl, won't you strike your lightning
my way?

Oh I got goals and ambitions
but they don't make life whole.
And I won't remember even one of things
if you say hello.

Oh there's still tomorrow,
and the day beyond, and the day beyond.
Oh pretty girl, won't you flash your floods
my way?

Ain't no disasters here, don't mind to trip and fall.
You can burn me, rearrange me, unlearn me,
walk away.

Oh now, I must have been dreaming,
'cause things don't seem quite real.
Oh black-haired beauty, how'd you move your mileage
my way?

Won't say goodbye this time, I know we'll meet again.
You can open me, you can close me, ignore me,
walk away.

Flash Your Floods

I know which direction is up
and I know which direction is down.
I'm giving it all that I got,
still being careful to be looking around.
I've been on this ego trip,
just to prove that I can fly.
It's bound to end in disaster 
when there's no clear goal in sight.

No no no, I've seen that the wind will continue to blow,
whether I'm on fire, whether I am sleeping low.
No no no, I'll sit, and I'll watch what happens there,
I'll wait 'til I arrive again.

The Wind

once again im in my room all by myself tonight
it seems i keep telling myself everything will get alright
i dont know how that will go it seems far fetched at least
no nothing will resolve itself when the problem lies in me

girls they walk into my head and they stomp their big black boots
whatever i was doin is upended and perused
so i get thrown out, or i get kept in, get naked or stay clothed
and i'll bow down and say anythin, if i can keep her close

its a disease that's afflicted me, love's
a disease that's consuming me

i been sick for seven days and hardly even slept
now i walk out on the street, with weary in my step
and i dont know how i wound up here, lost thinking for too long
i just got this sense that long ago i got directions wrong

at least you dont humour me i always thought "yeah right
this one won't be into me, she's too far out of sight"
at least i can still validate my fears and lack of care
i know i've got nothing to give so i'm better off elsewhere

its a disease that's afflicted me, love's
a disease that's consuming me, love's
the release i been trying to see, love's
a disease, a disease

Victor

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