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SURREALIST LYRICS

1. 1000 Years

The killing wheel spins too fast

Cutting time with the edge of its knife

But I've bargained with the angels

For a thousand more years of life

 

1000 years 1000 years

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The quicksands of time be damned

The dust of the grave can wait

I’ve a million more perfect dawns

To wake to and celebrate

 

1000 years 1000 years

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Let me kiss her waiting mouth

Before fate stills my racing heart

It wants to beat fast in time

To love tearing it apart

 

I’m nowhere near the exit

Ain’t taking one step toward the door

I’ve had my fill of being mortal

All I want now is more more more

 

1000 years 1000 years

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Years of days to fill with heat

Years of nights to bless with songs

I’ll be hanging a while some yet

My second life’s just begun.

 

1000 years 1000 years

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2. Trick of Moonlight (About A Mermaid)

Late one night

Walking by the sea

While the moon 

Played its tricks on me

 

From the water came an eerie sigh

A flicker of a fin caught my eye

And when she rose up

I had to cry

 

She' was a mermaid singing

Sha La La La

 

You're not real

I shouted out at her

She said Perhaps

Whatever you prefer

 

But before I turned away

Her emerald hips began to sway

Mesmerized 

I knew I must obey

 

She' was a mermaid singing

Sha La La La

 

And then her voice

Was swimming in my head

I had no choice

I followed where she led

 

In the spell of the cool moon glow

I went to her but she slipped below

And where she went then

I'll never know

 

She' was a mermaid singing

Sha La La La

 

3. Voyseur (Pt. II)

You’re such such such an addiction

 

4. Million Conversations

“Yeah, the party’s on

Who cares what she said?

My girl and her rules

Got no place in my head.”

Women roll their eyes

And the guys run for cover

This fool’s getting tight

One way or the other

 

A million conversations

Drift by mouth to phone

Private negotiations

Public as a dial tone

Keep it to yourself

If you don’t want pity

Don’t put your sorry state

On display for a whole city

 

Rewind on that first call

Next day that fool’s heart’s breaking

And everyone on the street

Hears the abuse he’s taking

“Janelle, sweetie, don’t

I love you babe, I do

I’ll be home in five

Don’t leave till I see you”

 

A million conversations

Drift by mouth to phone

Private negotiations

Public as a dial tone

Keep it to yourself

If you don’t want pity

Don’t put your sorry state

On display for a whole city

 

A few blocks down she listens

To his pathetic bleat

Then tells him how it is

Giving public ears a treat

“Once you disrespect me

Like you did last night

I have no patience for you

Get out of my sight.”

 

A million conversations

Drift by mouth to phone

Private negotiations

Public as a dial tone

Keep it to yourself

If you don’t want pity

Don’t put your sorry state

On display for a whole city

 

5. Sky

 

Named for the Sky she departed too soon

Lost to the world by the light of the moon

The songs of the birds in the trees up above

Betrayed the call of the mourning dove

 

“I had two friends who promised their love

Between life and death they lied well enough

 On a night like crystal, hearts filled with deceit

They called to me so perfectly sweet”

 

Before they could break the law they saw a cop 

Turned around quickly and looked for spot

Underage, out too late, not getting caught

They went to their usual place to smoke pot

 

“Driving into the forest of their dark embrace

I smiled and they smiled, lying face to face”

 

Sky had to go back to the car for a light

Her friends count to three then knives slash the night

 

The sky filled with stars Sky could hold in her eyes

In the last moments of her life as she cries

“Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?”

 

“Heaven’s lullaby will sing me to sleep

As I pray  to the Lord my soul to keep.”

 

6. Vast Dark Night

I’m your bogeyman 

Just fourteen years old

Hey there

Don’t run so fast

I’ll trade you rock candy 

For your mother’s coins

So steal into my vast dark night

 

I’m a nasty one

I’m a scarecrow

I’m a child of bone and shadow

The ghost you’ll never truly know

Here whenever 

You're feeling  low

So step into my vast dark night

 

On your street corner, at your school

I’ll sell whatever makes you feel good

Want grass  You need blow

You can score in the hood

Just step into my vast dark night

 

My boney fingers around your neck

I’ll hold on tight till you’ve no more breath

Your need warms my cold, cold heart

Surrender to an addict’s death

So step into my vast dark night

 

At age 12 I put away the light

Walk with me into the darkness

Feel my claws scrape your backbone

Turn to face my snarling hiss

 

Hey kid, you want a gun

I can branch out and get you one

Want a girl, want a boy

Whatever you want, I’ll procure that toy

 

A nightmare society’s dread

A demon dream On despair I’m fed

I started early I’ll end soon

By age twenty I’ll be dead

 

I want you with me when I go

I’ll take you to the deepest pit

I’m every man’s darkest sin

I’m the journey you won’t forget                                                       

So step into my vast dark night

 

7. Hands That Built America

Oh my love 

It’s a long way we’ve come

From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons

From the stony fields, to hanging steel from the sky

From digging in our pockets, for a reason not to say goodbye

 

These are the hands that built America

Russian, Sioux, Dutch, Hindu

Polish, Irish, German, Italian

 

I last saw your face in a watercolour sky

As sea birds argued a long goodbye

I took your kiss on the spray of the new line star

You gotta live with your dreams

Don’t make them so hard

 

And these are the hands that built America

These are the hands that built America

The Irish, the Blacks, the Chinese, the Jews

Korean, Hispanic, Muslim, Indian

 

Of all of the promises

Is this one we can keep?

Of all of the dreams

Is this one still out of reach?

 

Its early fall

There’s a cloud on the New York skyline

Innocence dragged across a yellow line

 

These are the hands that built America

These are the hands that built America

 

8. Soy Extranjero

Soy extranjero

I swam through the shallows

I hid from the migra 

when they gave chase

My friends and my kinsmen 

were caught as they fled

I saw them captured 

and quickened my pace

 

Face down in a ditch 

I cowered in fear

Lost in the night

Dirty water that first day 

is all that I’ve had

The last of God’s grace

 

Soy extranjero

in the desert two days

No food, no water, 

and no path to trace

The vultures are waiting 

for me to lie still

By night I fear

The coyote’s embrace

 

By day number 3

I pray to be found

Show me the migra man’s face

Show me anything

But this hot sun

God get me out of this place

 

Surrender existence, 

With no hint of a breath

Surely La Muerte awaits

But why did I come

For the heart of my heart 

Love too strong

For fear to replace 

 

At the end of the fourth day 

extranjero no more

A child saw me stumble 

my hand clutched the lace

Of her dress as she ran to 

her mother for help

Food, water, comfort 

New life in this place

 

9. Rains Too Deep

It rained all through the night and into morning

Beating on the roof like bullets striking tin

Water’s soaked the ground beyond absorbing

Rising ankle deep on weary skin

 

Raging water’s running round the bend now

Climbing up the river’s edge to overflow

Trouble came to find me fast as flooding

When she asked me would I stay or let her go

 

By noon the tide came curling round my knees

Fast enough to float my life away

I walked toward the door I was stumbling

Across the traps she set for me today

 

If I stay the night I know I’ll die here

She’ll find my knife thrust in her chest

Don’t think we’ll make it to morning

Death’s the only way to get some rest

 

Watch the sun fall the sky at day’s end

Rising waters come embrace my waist

Caught between walking out and drowning

Passion churning    I see her face

 

In the pitch black night the deluge takes me

Rain’s too deep to fight its brutal sway

I’m swept up in the torrent near to drowning

Doubt I’ll see the light of breaking day

 

I hear her midnight laughter cross the water

‘Can’t return this rain to heaven’s what she said

‘Might as well release me from your mem’ry’

So I aimed true enough to see her dead

 

10. 25 To Life (Pàno)

Ink on cloth, like a tattoo peeled

From skin to pen, shows how I feel

Women I’ve known, friends I’ve betrayed

They cover this rag, sad and frayed

 

Above two dice, thrown snake-eyes

I draw a clock to count my time

Below the dice I sketch my face

And with each line I pray for grace

 

God help me learn how to survive

The years to come, twenty-five to life

 

Tears mark this cloth, tale of my life

The act of drawing sets me free awhile

I shield my eyes and hide my pain

The only way I can win this game

 

I ink the flesh just beneath my eye

A tear for each year I’ve spent inside

The mask I etch resembles a clown

The right side laughs, the left side scowls

 

That’s the disguise I wear in here

To show to men who tremble with fear

It’s the best expression on a cell block

With its cries in the night, its bloody locks

 

Tears mark this cloth, tale of my life

The act of drawing sets me free awhile

I shield my eyes and hide my pain

The only way I can win this game

 

I’ll trade this drawing of blood and bone

For cigarettes or time on the phone

Swapping promises with my sometimes wife

She’ll swear her love, quick with a lie

 

Then she’ll go to some bar and pick up a ‘date’

Wondering why I expect her to wait

But I shrug her away and let her go 

I have my escape, only one I know

 

I return to my cell and caress my pen

Pull out a blank pano and begin again

 

Tears mark this cloth, tale of my life

The act of drawing sets me free awhile

I shield my eyes and hide my pain

The only way I can win this game

 

11. Galileo Galilei

Galileo trains his glass

Across the night's cold stars

And finds the curve for Venus

The path for Earth and Mars

 

'Trajectories' he whispers pleased

'From earth to sun, from God to men

Ellipses traced across the sky

Etched there days before the Garden'

 

Galileo inhaled the light

And challenged faith with no regrets

Then whispered to his God above

'I've learned your sweetest secrets'

 

'I'll tell the truth I know

In hope and faith and love

Listen to this prophet's voice

And man below will rise above

 

In shock God turned his face away

Plunging the gazer into darkness

'Heretic' men hissed at him

'Retract your sinner's lie, 

You must confess

 

Galilei in deepest dark

From which celestial light had fled

Recants the truth and to his shame

Sighing gasps, 'I was misled'

 

Galileo, ten years dying

Leaves the world in darkness scheming

Entombs himself within his truth

Wrapped inside eternal dreaming

 

Divinity within his grasp

Galilei spans the universe

Knows the planets on their paths

And aims at earth his final curse

 

"Earthbound let the darkness keep you

Three hundred years and a few more

For persecuting man's own prophet

Who stole his God's most sacred core."

 

INCANTATION LYRICS

1. GHOSTS (A Bouchard, K Vargas)
JFK wants passion and a flame that'll never cease
Janis is just looking for some sweet release.
We’re all restless wanderers until we sleep
In the arms of love profound and ocean deep

Anne Boleyn searches for her pearly “B”
And Henry the king he’ll never be.
Marilyn wonders why she sleeps alone
James Dean sulks in heaven like he did at home
 
Every ghost wants something unfulfilled,
Every ghost a shadow, a shadow looking still
But I have love & happiness today
Love keeps me breathing
I think I’ll stay       

Ghosts who never get everything they need
Aren’t ever happy even when they’re freed
From mortal coils that tie them to lost love
For hungry lovers enough is not enough
 
Andy wants his paintbrush and his muse
Edie wants a mirror to abuse
J. Edgar wants his mommy and mommy bids her son
Keep your secrets hidden 'til you’re done
 
Curled around each other, my love in my arms
All night long to keep her safe from harm
Ghosts around our bed, go away
All I ever wanted I have today

2. ROADSHOW (A Bouchard, K Vargas)
I’ve spent my life learning to roar
On hundred-city summer tours
Airport to limo to the show
One night’s wizardry  before I go

I’m from the age of rock and roll
The age of blues, the age of soul
With notes so fine and round and firm
They’ll make you gasp, they’ll make you squirm

I’m from the age of troubadours
Men set free by their guitars
Stretching hands across a chord
Until the melody line soars

Tonight I'll bring you spells and magic
Filled with stories strange and tragic
Filled with longing, filled with bliss
And one night's worth of sky to kiss

I’ll sing to you and hold your hand
In blue suede shoes I am your man
A wanderer across the skies
I find my home inside your eyes

The amps rev up, the stage lights sear
Gone too soon, tonight I’m here
I have an hour, maybe two
To spill out my love for you

Everything I know of life
Love and pain sharp as a knife
I play them to your hungry ear
Stage center I can hold you near

Remember me when next we meet
And in between move to my beat
Hear my echo when things get quiet
I’ll be back when you need a riot.

3. RAVENS (A Bouchard, K Vargas)
A swift flock of ravens on a cloudy day
Draws a trail of contrast black on grey
Crossing the horizon in rapid flight
Soaring to meet the descending night

Stitching a line between land and sea
I reach out my finger to set them free
Tomorrow they'll arrive where you sleep
In another land darkness seeped

I watch the ravens fly as you lay dying
Hearing you insist I won't have crying
Did you really mean to die so soon
Darkness descends like night follows noon

As the raven horde sweeps to the night
Your soul leaps skyward catching flight
Leaving me here unable to rise
I let you go with one last sigh

Wings beat the air like soft thunder
The sky darkens the day grows somber
I won't see you again while I live
As day follows night and take follows give

Gravity anchors me flight has failed
Far far above the moon rises pale
All I ever wanted was one last smile
But you've flown with the ravens lost to time

4. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ME (David Roter)
I saw an old lady on the subway
Crazy look on her face
She was talking to some people who were not there
Staring into empty space

I was moved I sat down beside her
Put some money in her hand
She let my dollar fall to the floor
She said you don't understand
Just what I need

Do you believe in me
I started to laugh
Do you believe in me
Lady you make me feel
Maybe there's a way for us both to be real
If you believe in me

Uncle Louie he's a solid man
Built his house out of stone
His daughter plays the piano
He never sleeps alone

And some people say he's a happy man
Others say he's just a mess
When he fell off his chair he grabbed hold of my hand
He looked in my eyes and he asked

Do you believe in me
I got to know
Do you believe in me
You make me feel
Maybe there's a way for us both to be real
If you believe in me

Even on 42nd street people vanished in the air
We got to hold each other close so we don't disappear
I don't want to disappear

5. PRAYER (LIGHT THE DARK) (A Bouchard, K Vargas)
Lord, I don’t know my way
I have no idea where I’ll stay
Tonight, tomorrow, the next day
I must hang oh God I pray

I sleep in buildings full of rats
Abandoned husks, cold as hell
Screams and curses in the streets
From little girls with bodies to sell

Hear to my voice
let it light a spark
Give me a chance
light up the dark

Day labored for a man who'd bray
Every word he had to say
Worked me dawn to sun’s dying ray
Two bucks was all he had to pay

He’s a king in my pauper’s tale
He succeeds only if I fail
That’s how he sees my travail
How do I tell him that story’s stale

If we live or die in each other’s greed
Neither of us will succeed
If we live and die in each other’s grace
We meet each man face to face

Don’t want your pity, don’t want sorrow
Just a better tomorrow
A job to give us both a piece
Of what we all want, the American dream

Don’t forget me here in the cold, damp dark.
Listen to my voice; let it light a spark.
I deserve respect; I can make my mark
Give me a chance; light up the dark.

6. TRINITY (A Bouchard)
I think of my tattoo
When I think what defines me
People ask what does it mean
To me it stands for trinity

It could be holy
But not necessarily
It could stand simply
For my family

Irish, Canadian and American
That's what makes my ancestry
I think I am a lot of things
But my strongest roots are three

The celtic knot is my mother's side
My grandfather came across the sea
For new life in America
The land of opportunity

I'm a parent, musician, teacher
That's the work of mine I see
I strive to set a good example
And live up to the trinity

7. CRY 3X (M Barkan, A Bouchard, R Gordon)
You're just a slap in the face
You're the queen of the block
The word's on the street
You've got a heart like a rock
But you're not fooling me

So Cry Cry Cry
Baby you can cry if you want to
Cry Cry Cry
It's not so bad if you got to
Go ahead and cry

You been fighting so long
Because it makes you feel strong
But you're fooling yourself
You can't make it alone
And you're not fooling me

You think it's cool to be cold
It's going to make you feel old
If you think you're so smart
You're going to break your own heart
And you're not fooling me

8. VOYEUR (PT. I) (A Bouchard, K Vargas)
I hear you breathing behind your door
I glimpse you walking, but I want more
I won’t hurt you, well, not much
I only crave a closer touch  

You’re such, such, such an addiction.

I’m a voyeur, look come see,
Or leave that pleasure to me,
A living camera’s what I’ll be,
Impossible to set you free

You’re such, such, such an addiction.

I stand on fringes, it's not that tough
I own you with my eyes, it’s enough
No need to fear how near I come
No need to wonder when I’ll be done – never.

I want you always in my eye
It’s my courtship, don’t be shy
I’ll own you now until we die
Nothing for it, you’re all mine

You’re such, such, such an addiction.

9. FACE IN YOUR MIRROR (A Bouchard, K Vargas)
My scarred face inside your mirror
Bears no resemblance to the man
Who posed before your needy eyes
When I thought you loved me
 
I have become an erasure
My freedom held in your rejection
I give you my compassion
And return to my reflection
 
Then I raise your silver needle
Shifting my visage, folding its layers
Stitching flesh to bone that crumbles
Overlapping discarded pain
 
Metaphysical incantation
Self-creation with no past
Alchemy of baser matter
Forgetfulness of what I was
We are born for pain like this
It makes a human know his flesh
Behind the self who once loved you
I am an altogether different man
 
I hide behind the mask I made
And lose myself in your searing stare
Are we ever as we appear
When looking through a lover’s mirror?
 
Take your tears and numb my flesh
To the pain of re-emerging
Where once I was filled with wanting
Now I crave freedom from yearning
 
My reflection on the surface
Of this distorted lover’s mirror
Traces the lines of my trembling scalpel
As I discard the skin your arms embraced

10. ALL DREAMING (A Bouchard, C Pineda, K Vargas)
Everything
Everything imagined
In the dream of fate
Twists itself

Fate itself
Is dreaming
Only dreaming and you
All dreaming

Eyes opaque
I touch your face
Only my fingers
See you

Dream of day
Dream of night
Unfold the thread
Of shadow

Pride and power
Unimportant
To the dream
Of everyday

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