1. |
Inaugurations
04:33
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I watched Obama’s inauguration from a projector screen
At the student village in Jerusalem, the university
As far away from the action as I could imagine, so I cleaved
To hope & change and the great man theory of history
Someone’s saying something profound
Won't someone turn up the sound
Someone’s saying something profound
Won't someone turn up the sound
Had a standing room ticket to the second inaugural
A clear day out on the mall
From Seneca Falls to Selma, and a cheer when he threw in Stonewall
I laughed a pro-life protestor who was heckling high in a tree
A few more years I took his threat too seriously
Someone’s saying something profound
Won't someone turn up the sound
Someone’s saying something profound
Won't someone turn up the sound
Not a clue, I must have blocked the memory out of 1/20/2017
The Women’s March the next day I remember more vividly
I read George had leaned to Michelle, said “that was some weird shit” and I could agree
I swore to Amalek im blotting out your memory
Someone’s saying something profound
Won't someone turn up the sound
Someone’s saying something profound
Won't someone turn up the sound
Turn up the sound, turn up the sound
Turn up the sound, turn up the sound
I was serving on a jury and we reached a verdict and so I missed seeing Biden live
The case concerned a personal injury, weren’t we all damaged and survived
I watched the ceremony over lunch and I cried at the poetry reading
No longer a spectator at inaugurations
Someone’s saying something profound
Won't someone turn up the sound
Someone’s saying something profound
Won't someone turn up the sound
Turn up the sound, turn up the sound
Turn up the sound, turn up the sound
Turn up the sound, turn up the sound
Turn up the sound, turn up the sound
Turn up the sound, turn up the sound
Turn up the sound
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2. |
Fry My Brain
03:13
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I pick up my cell phone
Every time I sit down
Flipping, scrolling, clicking, and clocking out
Upload my brain into the cloud
Cause I'm a drone-sheep-zombie
And if I dare turn off the noise
I'll start to think, and my heart will start to race
As I remember all I face
I’m gonna fry my brain
To keep me from my mind
That god-awful place
I stuff my ears with talkers
To keep from thinking about myself
The endless drone of the chatter-class
Goes in one ear and out the back
I feel the the flow of the river
Clears out my painful thoughts
My mood will never spiral down
To the depths that I fell without a sound
I’m gonna fry my brain
To keep me from my mind
That god-awful place
I’m gonna fry my brain
To keep me from my mind
That god-awful place
That god-awful place
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3. |
No Control
04:21
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Now I've got my wish and life is dizzy
Filled in all the gaps inside my skull
I can barely see you, I’m too busy
Bucked in all directions like a bull
I do what I believe in
Or just what saves me face
Sick of making all these little choices
So voices in my head can win some race
No control, no control
I’ve got no control
Saving up my leisure like an investment
Skimming through the things I used to read
Make five more calls, they go to voicemail
One more rock I cast into the feed
I need more time to write it
To build in room for grace
To pour another round without a side quest
Go out to a show, don't count days
No control, no control
I’ve got no control
No control, no control
I’ve got no control
There's always a price
Catch to the prize
I guess I'll adjust
But I'll hide out tonight, hide out tonight
Doing great if anybody asks me
All things said and done that’s probably true
But so much much saying, so much doing
How much say do I have in what I'm doing
I do what I believe in
And fuck what people say
I'll keep on making all these little choices
Wondering if it’s free will, doom, or fate
No control, no control
I’ve got no control
No control, no control
No control
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4. |
Hyponatremia
02:28
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I feel week I feel destroyed
Feel like my brain’s been toyed with
I tried to speak in tongues
But only gibberish came out
They said the salt bled out my body
And that my brain could explode
Or was it my heart that could explode
The doctor asked me just in case, who's the right to cut the cord
They wheel you round and round
You see your wife in the background
All you want’s to lie back home with her
And make a joke of it
But right now nothing’s funny
Another nurse and a doctor
Hook you up to an EKG
You know, that thing that does the thing you saw once on TV
And you can barely stand up still
If you let me come home god
If you let me come home
If you let me come home god
If you let me come home
I’ll drink a salt-shaker for breakfast
Say thank you, lord for all the salt
I’ll count each grain upon the beach
Burn a sacrifice and eat them
I’ll be a new half-man, half-salt
I’ll be a new half-man, half-salt
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5. |
One Knee there
03:42
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We agree we ain't ready to marry
Things are swell and there's no rush at all
Looks exhausting to plan
We're good where we stand
I'm a patient man
But in my mind's eye lately
The moon is a spotlight
I'm down on one knee there just where you met me
If we're already best friends and lovers
We embrace until death do us part
I take care of you, you take care of me
What's marriage add?
And I don't count my eggs
I'm just counting on them
I'm down on one knee there just where you met me
I'm down on one knee there
I'm down on one knee there
I'm down on one knee there just where you met me
I think we met at a friend's house in college
And we danced on a table that spring
And I probably saw you sophomore year cross the balcony
But I prefer those long walks
On the Washington mall where
I'm down on one knee there just where you met me
I ain't afraid of the awkward encounter
If I stumble and stamp on my words
I'll just keep on going
No I don't mind showing
My spin and my swerve
If my imperfect speeching
Makes you laugh more than cry, then
I'm down on one knee there just where you met me
I'm down on one knee there
I'm down on one knee there
I'm down on one knee there just where you met me
I'm down on one knee there just where you met me
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6. |
Motorcycle
04:24
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Gear up the van and roll closed the doors
Key in the engine, what’s left here is yours
You weigh what’s important, it’s family and friends
Stocked enough food to last without stopping again
I’m phoned in on FaceTime still on the ground
Your phone’s on the dashboard, and the sun’s setting round you
Convinced I can feel all the bumps in the road
White lines of the street pass under-toe
The desolation shows
And the new ice age rules
What the hell’s a motorcycle doing there
Among the barstools
Tee up the browser, paste in the link
Allow access to camera, and open a drink
Could you change up your background to something less drear
Imagine your favorite bar where your cracking that beer
The desolation shows
And the new ice age rules
What the hell’s a motorcycle doing there
Among the barstools
What’s up with your life trapped in your home
Would it get too real if we mourned our new lonesome year
With your face frozen your voice carries on
Wonder if I missed a joke but the convo moves on
Sneak out the back and steal through the streets
Turn down fake-Broadway, abandoned and neat
Down past the boarded up shop windows
What’s going at the Stumbling Monk?
The desolation shows
And the new ice age rules
What the hell’s a motorcycle doing there
Among the barstools
I press my face to the window
I can’t even feign to guess
What the hell’s a motorcycle doing there
Among the barstools
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7. |
Labor Day Weekend
04:21
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I don't have plans for Labor Day weekend
Caught sipping wine on a beach
I'm not pouring over my 401k
And I don't see myself five years from now
There's nothing I'm really excited about
Nothing to share, I've got nothing to tout
No dragons to slay, no big gigs on stage
No status to share no promotion no raise
I don't have plans for Labor Day weekend
Caught sipping wine on a beach
I'm not pouring over my 401k
And I don't see myself five years from now
I'm too big for small talk
Too small for real talk
Too much to take in
Too much to make sense of
How am I doing?
Depends on the poll numbers
You ask me questions that I still can't answer
Why do I stay home when I fall behind
Reading my Tolkien in Ancient rhyme
What am I searching for when I hide and read
What lies at the end of my news feed
I'm too big for small talk
Too small for real talk
Too much to take in
Too much to make sense of
How am I doing?
Depends on the poll numbers
You ask me questions that I still can't answer
You ask me questions that I still can't answer
I don't have plans for Labor Day weekend
Caught sipping wine on a beach
I'm not pouring over my 401k
And I don't see myself five years from now
I don't have plans for Labor Day weekend
Caught sipping wine on a beach
I'm not pouring over my 401k
And I don't see myself five years from now
I don't have plans for Labor Day weekend
Caught sipping wine on a beach
I'm not pouring over my 401k
And I don't see myself five years from now
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8. |
COVID Song
03:22
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Strike the Broadway shows
No more symphonies
Count the empty seats
And the empty rows
Next the drink with friends
Honeymoons and weddings
Someone save the date
Cause I’m drowning
Shutter, turn out the lights
Promise me you'll be back again
See just how still the whole
Goddamn world can stand
How will we all eat
Who will pay my rent
Someone tell me when
I can hold you close to me
Show me what to do
With all this empty space
Tell me how to fill up the silence
Shutter, turn out the lights
Promise me you'll be back again
See just how still the whole
Goddamn world can stand
Show me what to do
With all this empty space
Tell me how to fill up this silence
Scourges of the past
For the modern age
Now we fight the plague
With our loneliness
Shutter, turn out the lights
Promise me you'll be back again
See just how still the whole
Goddamn world can stand
Shutter, turn out the lights
Promise me you'll be back again
See just how still the whole
Goddamn world can stand
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9. |
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Dear Paul Astrella in the cubicle in Richland
Hope this reaches you okay
And as you’re wondering if your boss will give you time
Or if you’re chained to your desk late
Read motivational late capitalist memes they’re filling up your inbox
How does it help to know you’re special when your bill’s late
And you missed your daughter’s play
There’s been a terrible rift in the continuum
If you love me this won’t shake me
But if America sinks I’ll sink with you
In love, retreat won’t do
Dear Mrs. Alexandra Robinson from Tampa
I am writing just to say
I know when you get off your nursing shift at seven
The applause no longer waits
Worried they’ll follow you you’re dragging something nasty home your heart can’t handle
The anti-maskers haunt the windows and your hand shakes
As you turn on the debate
There’s been a terrible rift in the continuum
If you love me this won’t shake me
But if America sinks I’ll sink with you
In love, retreat won’t do
Dear Brother Barr at the Islamic Center, Memphis
You have every right to pray
Even though almost all your neighbors are against you
I won’t abandon you today
And what the hell is this secession talk
It’s not a sport, it’s real live fortunes
All that I ask is that you read this, vote it forward
And don’t throw it straight away
There’s been a terrible rift in the continuum
If you love me this won’t shake me
And if America sinks I’ll sink with you
In love, retreat won’t do
I’ll never flee to Canada...
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10. |
Alien Invasion
03:18
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Forward now and never back
Is that how this will be?
Change is good and never bad
And change is always free
Aliens landed
Aliens landed between
Aliens landed between you and me
Darling, don’t be xenophobic
These aliens seem nice
They’re helping us by conquering
They’re kinder and they’re wiser
Aliens landed
Aliens landed between
Aliens landed between you and me
I say we take up arms!
Don’t let them in our heads
We'll fight to the death but instead
You go out to greet their landing
They suck your brain inside
You join the network’s great beyond
Immortalized and divine
Can you still think and feel
Will you return my fire?
The stars never set on galactic empire
Now I’m progressive, open minded
But I’d rather keep my brain
The human god gave human rights
Transcendence means you’re dead, honey
Aliens landed
Aliens landed between
Aliens landed between you and me
Invaders or refugees
Colonists conquering
Or Benevolent overlords and philosopher kings
Aliens landed
Aliens landed
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11. |
Don't Look Down
03:06
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Don’t look down, don’t scream
As you’re floating up to meet me
Earth-colored ribbons, I’ll cut them away
Life isn't fair but you lived your dream
Don’t look down, don’t scream
Don’t look down, don’t cry
Everyone on the ground’s alright
All your creations, I’m keeping them dry
Your granddaughter downloads your jokes to her mind
Don’t look down don’t cry
Don’t look down in pain
I’ve turned off all the nerves that kept you that way
They know that you’ve struggled, they know that you've tried
They all know you love them, may love never wane
Don’t look down in pain
It’s almost over
It’s almost over
The red leaf darkens
Let the rain, let the rain fall down
Raise your eyes it's time
Your old Yiddish heart beats the tempo in mine
A good life you led, and a mensch now in death
I'll write you a legend, an epic rhyme
Raise your eyes it's time
It’s almost over
It’s almost over
The red leaf darkens
Let the rain, let the rain fall down
Let the rain, let the rain fall down
Let the rain, let the rain fall down
Let the rain, let the rain fall down
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12. |
No One's Watching
03:25
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I’ve been faking half this time
All my confidence is just a lie
I don’t know if anything that I do’s the right thing
I woke up to the strangest dream
My hand stuck to a microphone
I ran around telling everyone that it’s on (oh!)
Every thought I said out loud
Was the reverse of how I meant it
Would I still be singing the same song (oh!)
When no ones watching
I’m tired of dressing up
Like a young professional
If no one checked my clothes
They’d be baggy jeans and band shirts
Tired of wearing Seattle Nice
We’re too polite for justice
Too buttoned up for breaking off on our own
Am I still a one-man band
Do I beg for validation
Do I genuinely love building my brand
When no one’s watching
She hates you half the time
And still flies home when you are dying
You spat and capped her knees
And she’s giving you her kidney
Is she doing it out of love?
Or social obligation
Does she sense that god is taking notes?
I’m a social creature
And a moral fabrication
I find myself believing in myself and this big land
No need to be thanking me
There’s no true altruism
Wonder if I’d still be shoring up this house of sand
When no one’s watching
When no one’s watching
When no one’s watching
When no one’s watching
When no one’s watching
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13. |
Hold Your Fire
04:10
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What a lovely list you’ve made for me
All my shortcomings
You’re all about accountability
But morale is low
You can’t twist a knife then call me angry when I scream
It’s a natural thing
To say ouch to a sting
I fantasize of shutting it all down
No more work for free
No more taking arrows for this town
I didn’t ask for this
You can’t punish me for things that strangers say on the street
I didn’t die for their sins
I used to think that we were a team back then
Hold your fire, I don’t have to take this
I’m not your punching bag no more
You say I’m worthless, I say I’m not needed here
And I'll show myself the door
You told me everything I love is stained
To throw it all away
You told me to be grateful for the shame
To thank you for the pain
Now I’m pure as snow and clear as shattered glass on a pane
How did you market cruelty
Convince me that compassion was an evil thing
Hold your fire, I don’t have to take this
I’m not your punching bag no more
You say I’m worthless, I say I’m not needed here
And I'll show myself the door
Would you rather be a fool
Would you rather be a fool
Would you rather be a fool
And have some dignity left too
You opened my eyes
Then preyed on my sight
Once broken, to ever be revived
Hold your fire, I don’t have to take this
I’m not your punching bag no more
You say I’m worthless, I say I’m not needed here
And I'll show myself the door
Would you rather be a fool
Would you rather be a fool
Would you rather be a fool
And have some dignity left too
You opened my eyes
Then preyed on my sight
Once broken, to ever be revived
Once broken, to ever be revived
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14. |
The Canopy
04:02
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Before we made it under the canopy
There came a night of restless storming things
The endless the boomeranging entropy
Of nervous thoughts in open arms
Of all the things that could go wrong
I trace my love for you in paces
I trace my love for you in paces
Before my poor heart ping ponged out of me
I wrapped myself up with a tune and pressed sing
I taught myself almost instantaneously
To happy-cry in a room alone
To appreciate this life
I trace my love for you in paces
I trace my love for you in paces
You told me I made you believe
I told you can’t write
The saddest songs still carry me
All the mornings can wait for tonight
I traced my love for you in paces
I traced my love for you in paces
I traced my love for you in paces
Too much to take in (ba ba ba)...
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