Saturnalia LP

Iyeoka - Simply Falling (Extended Mix)

05 - $$

04 - Wah

"Mappings" 

Song by DG & DH
Vocal/Lyrics/Piano/Drum Programming/Synths - DG
Electric Guitar - DH
Bass - DG & DH

As a broken trap misses it's prey
I recall, it's a habit
As a laser pointer follows your gaze up walls
I must have it

My drink stains on your window seal, and it won't come out
I took the part, so I'll play the game of cat and mouse 
I took the part in cat and mouse
I don't know what I was thinking but
I was cat, and you were mouse

Why did you hide behind such fearful eyes when it was known?
Why did you hide behind your half wall in your rental home?

I'm a little teapot short and stout
Here is my handle, here is my spout 

I need just a little taste of the fame, right now
I must have it
I won't partake in the world charade, at all
I've had it
I'm so back and forth in our little game of cat and mouse
I won't take the fall, but I'll take the blame
I'm so back and forth

Stains in the carpet, they're adding up and running red like splatter art from Jackson Pollock
I've seen it coming, and one of us will make a break for it soon enough

Why did you hide behind such fearful eyes when it was known?
Why did you hide behind your half wall in your rental home?

Mappings

Magic Feel

Outro

The Porch Light

"Winter Bird (Seven Years)"

Winter bird so close to home
Your flock has flown 
Left behind no note
Of what could have been said all on your own
Winter bird, what's that you can't expose?

I can't find a way out of you
I need freedom from this lie
Would you hide away from me 
for the rest of our lives?

Summer roads my sister told
that love will move on in seven years at most 
Two summers ago, the clock has shown
I dishonored my flesh and bone

I can't find a way out of you
I need freedom from this lie
Would you hide away from me 
for the rest of our lives?

And one day I'll fly way
There'll by a change
It's the price I'll pay
For seeing you that way


Written by DG, DH, MS
Piano, Lyrics - DG
Electric Guitar, Bass - DH
Acoustic Guitar - MS
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L- Five Years 46 (from 30)

Winter Bird (Seven Years)

I remember a time
when my life had no rhyme or reason
It was just fine

I remember a time
I was on a mission
and all was made but decisions 

And then I got older
and life begins to show it's true colors. 
It was not what I would want,
but I'm not in charge, 
and I'll take what I was given
Even if I tore my ribbon
I know I have been forgiven
Not by you
No, we are through
It seems I've gained my intuition 

In the back of my mind
there sleeps a witness
convinced by all my half-tries

He was way too nice
let my slips and false eyes
go right on by 'till decline

Hey!
Are you gonna hurt me?
Hurt me? 
All my life?

You tell all your stories
and I pretend to feel your own sorrow for my own delight 
Don't say that's all alright
I've thought it over and through
Something's wrong 
These cycles aren't for the cruel
And now it's too late
Yeah too late
Yeah too late 
For me to love you 

You gave what you wanted
But not what you needed
And now that it's too late 
to fall in love ...

(Hey!)
(Are you gonna hurt me, hurt me, all my life?)

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106e 109L 114 116 119 (117/118?) (120(f117) 121, 123, 124, 125/200 (2020,mix;sc master), 202

The Witness (Alone Again)

Daisel

All the same phrases in my mind
they repeat they, they repeat they

All the black pages in my book
they were written by another man

Another half try for the king of denial
You were warned far before the final mile
At 25 I'll cut you loose, so say goodbye to all your views
I bet you'll cut the noose

All the same phrases in my mind
they repeat they, they repeat they

All the black pages in my book
they were written by another man

Another high for you? Well, I'm not surprised
You rely on more than yourself to carry your life
Before the fallen few, they'll tear you apart and say it's all your fault 
I ran from the stoop, was reborn on their side 

All the same phrases in my mind
they repeat they, they repeat they

All the black pages in my book
they were written by another man

Futile, let it go before you lose control
(Another high for you? Well I'm not surprised)
Below your heart of gold lies a grave full of bones 
(Another high for you? Well I'm not surprised)

All the same phrases in my mind
they repeat they, they repeat they

All the black pages in my book
they were written by another man

Futile, let it go before you lose control
(Another high for you? Well I'm not surprised)
Below your heart of gold lies a grave full of bones 
(Another high for you? Well I'm not surprised)

Mappings

Waking Wayward

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