LYRICS

Half-opened the door and she said “hello”.
A good time as any to lose myself in you.
Two people walking down a lane,
Same words, different steps.
She said, “I’m drowning,
but not low enough”.
Can you whisper in my ear
and nod my pain to sleep,
Surround me

And ease to the quiet wave
come set me free,
draw arms around the darkness
and paint the colors that you
think are me and
ease through distorted byes
and wonder why,
is your shaking ground more solid now
But, there’s another day

Dark noise gets louder
and your eyes are half-closed.
Lay it on the line; it needs no “hello”.
A good time as any to lose
and find my soul.
You’re always running to calm your fears,
you never sit still.
You never say no, no words,
you never hear.
Close your eyes
and nod your pain goodbye
it’s warm inside

And ease to the quiet wave
come set me free,
draw arms around the darkness
and paint the colors that you
think are me
And ease through distorted byes
and wonder why,
is your shaking ground more solid now
Without another day

Glide down that flower path
and your eyes are half-closed.
Hide behind a veil and you say “hello”
Good time as any to lose myself...and

Ease to the quiet wave
come set me free,
draw arms around the darkness
and paint the colors that you
think are me
And ease through distorted byes
and wonder why,
is your shaking ground more solid now
But, there’s another day.

STORY BEHIND THE SONG:

1996 was a very pivotal year for me. A lot happened that led me to thinking of myself as a musician. It was a real visceral time. I was embroiled in a Fleetwood Mac sized melodrama of unrequited love; had the band of my dreams (or so I thought) that was falling apart slowly at the seams by circumstance and a lot of bullshit; and it was the first time excesses started catching up with people I knew.

An acqaintence had OD'd and it was a pretty shattering thing for my little circle of artist friends. It just wasn't supposed to happen that way. There was no blaze of glory. Just an end. I started seeing the self-destructiveness involved in the comfort in a lot of the people around me sought. And in turn, saw that very thing in myself.

There are a lot of things we do to feel falsely comfortable. Eat too much. Fuck everything that approaches you. Take drugs you know will kill your body. Get into relationships that will kill your spirit.

I wrote the lyrics for this tune in 15 minutes. Parked in front of 6/8 studios on 2nd Ave. Sitting iin my old station wagon, Rita. This is the only tune so far that I've written collaboratively, and it was a great