by Nehedar

Dreamlike 02:51
we fly deftly throught he streets revealing nothing to the people standing in the cracks nightfall takes another in its place we meet and talk about the good times knowing less and less is real each day why does it really really have to be this way i brought you into this world and i can take you out don't take it personally no need to shout i've got a lot on my mind without your harsh appeal got something to do got nothing to feel. rainfalls is it up or is it down cause no one can agree if this is heaven or a shit town careful just for arguments sake maybe we'll be in a heap of trouble maybe nothing matters anyway but if you try and navigate the middle can you say ok no one ever heard emily's cries while she was alive no one ever heard emily's cries and then she died *chorus* paintballs taking pieces out of men someone stop the planet cause i need to get my balance back breadsticks in a dumpster on the street think i'll take a few if they are multigrain or whole wheat lets go to an island when we sleep we can meet the other dreamers we can put imagine on repeat so we don't forget just what it is we seek *chorus*
I thought if you let me go the planet might explode i was carved out of playdoh and thrown out on the road but it could be illusion that had me so concerned hey it looks like i'm not welcome anymore but hey hey look at me i've got somewhere to go you don't call and you don't write and you don't know that i'm all right did you really love me or were you just being nice you kinda let it slip that it was all a sacrifice your friends know you're a savior and my friends know the same but did you really think that you would make me change *chorus* i've been thinking about all those years and all the time that you put in now my fears have come true i don't remember asking you to save my life and write a new one for me you get pissed at what i can't be *chorus* you had to make some distance and that i understand i made a mistake beyond reprimand you hold me to your ideals it's all part of a deal i made long ago when i needed a meal *chorus*
Crayons 03:33
wasn't very long ago when i went to school learned a lot of things in there like how to be a tool you can be a sucker if you feel the need to try and be somebody else just like a vampire feeding on the rich kids feeding on the nice kids feeding on the teachers yeah when you've got a bad itch to be like the jock bitch i don't suppose you're worthless enough takes a lot to move your head out of such a vice move into the real world regular admission price find you've got a lot of things that you want to say but no one's ever gonna hear you babe if you can't say it with a straight face why say it in the first place no one's gonna hold your place if you fall out of line don't fall in the gutter and don't be heard to mutter i can't believe i wasted my mind i can't believe i wasted our time don't be afraid for gods sake moving in and out of awkward places makes us crayons makes us players don't look into the mirror don't know what i see someone with some things to work through looks a lot like me grew up in the gutter in the shade of a tall tree the only thing i never thought i'd miss is *chorus* and now i've got something to prove wrong don't be afraid for gods sake moving in and out of awkward places makes us crayons makes us players don't be afraid go be notorious no one's ever looking at you quite as close as you are *chorus*
when i look at you my eyes try to peer on through the futures coming so i wait and wait and wait and wait and no one ever said these things are easy but you tell me that you love me and i know it can't be wrong oh the world might be ending but no one can tear us apart hold me so close and you'll make the dark beautiful and the sharp came and it tried to scare me and the flat came and it tried to lose me and they all gang up on everybody but nobody knows what it's for oh you wait for your number is it good or it's bad this time it's cold on the floor bring it around and make it memorable *chorus*
Great 03:01
the bag of vomit on the door reminds me that it was not such a good night when i think about it it was a chore one that i probably didn't do right but i have no right to complain there's no one but me i have to blame cause everything is wonderful for me today i like to think that no one loves me i like to think that they don't care later on when i find out they were so busy well i'm not so needy when the smoke clears cause i have no right to complain there's no one but me i have to blame cause everything is wonderful for me today cause everything is great everything is great great great everything is wonderful for me today later on that evening we were watching the tv and the man on the tv said i have been getting undue credit that is getting someone elses press if i could find the proper owner i would give it all back in a reddress but that doesn't make him gay and how is that for you to say maybe he's just having himself a gay day *chorus*
there's a little girl screaming at the sight of a gun the light was growing in the absence of sun and all the hummingbirds hiding in the back of my room are humming something with peculiar tune and the gardensnakes waiting to eat the frogs are waiting around on the mossy logs and the last thing that i heard before the picture fades is don't forget to write it down write it down write it down so you don't forget so you don't forget all the mothers are waiting for the wars to end all the beasts alive are "judy's friend" and my frequent encounter with everything tells me: don't tune out, hold on, believe, and the running dishwasher that takes me home is all hooked up to the telephone and the fear of what comes later fades away as soon as i start to own start to own start to own the part of me i hide the part of me that's home what am i doing hey? there's too much going on to really say i lose a little of it every day subject to the lot of it like we're prisoners in this melancholy drama we call cable i'm not able to be stable said the dustmop to the dreidle i've got a little if you don't mind sharing i've got a little if you don't mind sharing got a little if you don't mind sharing got a little if you don't mind don't mind don't mind stop taking pictures and start living life went out in a rowboat and rowed for my life and tugged it around, free in the sand and water and rocks not missing the chance walk through the trail, mulberry feast, search for the power plant in the east crawl through the dunes, wearing the sky making up real life on the fly we're full grown, not alone well maybe a little bit but we don't mind, we're not afraid to lose or it's a secret wish keep on loading up the plate to say there's too much on my dish what am i doing hey? there's too much going on to really say i lose a little of it every day subject to the lot of it like we're prisoners in this melancholy drama we call cable i'm not able to be stable said the dustmop to the dreidle i've got a little if you don't mind sharing i've got a little if you don't mind sharing got a little if you don't mind sharing got a little if you don't mind don't mind don't mind
Mark's Song 04:28
i will write you a song i will write you a song i will write you a song if you come back i will not lie to you i will not lie to you i will not lie to you like when i said i'd write a song i did on the road to somewhere someone with a turban on his head and those magic rolling papers i remember what you said what you said lot of people passing through our lives are young we wanna do everything run so far to see what life looks like with experienced eyes when they miss us we're surprised at least i am don't burn my house down leave the shoes and then you'll go away bring back my skirt or send it to me either way would be ok cause sometimes life is random in a very patterned way and when i'm clear you'll disappear *chorus* i will call it your song and talk about things we did like curry on the roof and i'm gonna tell my grandkids you're too much for this song and in fact you don't fit you didn't fit in my room but you fit in my heart *chorus*
look at me now do you think i know the game i've been through it and i reinvented it well at least that's what i claim you held out your hand and i spit in it i let you get too close before and i can't take another hit and this i learned from you there's a little bit a little bit of everything of everything in you we've been up and down that hill we've been chasing daffodils we've been climbing up that ivory tower and all the wreckage that i see was somehow brought about by me and i'll forget the pain but not the vulnerability don't walk in the web and don't walk in the door just stand at the gate and wait to be adored and what if i do would you hold it against me would you run away from me having captured my flag *chorus*
Cast Out 03:32
cast out into a frozen night walking barefoot on white snow cast out for the greater good you don't care where i go don't care where i go wish me luck toss a dime for the road look away and you forget i'm alone where my family was where we were on a mission on a mission with a trumpet and a drum cast me out and i will go hom e tell the folks what you're about think fast empty your wallets break the rules we're all the same we've got places to go and we don't want to be seen *chorus*
you look so familiar have i seen you somewhere you've got a wicked stare tells me that you've seen something maybe you've been running through the alley with the bomb squad chasing all the wrong guys again when you were just about to catch one maybe i came up around the corner and then you fell tripped on a banana peel did a triple lindy before you stood up you've got a nipple ring i can see it poke through your shirt it's not a conversation starter and i'm not ready to take you on if you've been running through the alley with the bomb squad chasing all the wrong guys again then i'm not about to take you to my favorite bar so that you can get in while you bore us with your shop talk i shot the sherrif is playing on the juke box your socks don't match now i think that rank smell is from you hold up and here i stifle a laugh cause if that really was you in my flashback you'd be clean cause if you were running through the alley with the bomb squad chasing all the wrong guys again and that probably was a week ago you'd have had the chance to shower since then oh i feel so freaking silly when the clues are right before my eyes man you're not one of those guys
baby look me up you've got the sweetest eyes baby look at me you've got those tiger eyes baby look at me cause i've got something to tell you it's not a mystery why i'm here with you it's based on history and i hope you get it through your head that i'm not going to hurt you cause i don't know why anyone would drag you through the earth and mud and leave you in a cloud of smoke i just want to give you hope i hope you see that i'm not her i'm nobody else but me i hope you see how much i care i care like a millionare about his money if you tell me that you're a loyal man i will try to understand what that means and i won't run away from your sweet heart you're my baby there will be problems i don't know what that means but i read it in a girly magazine so it must be true and we'll face them together *chorus* cause it is what it is *chorus*
built in 1901 to a people of faith the man who built it been all over the place spreading his gospel and healing the sick boy that city came up quick he had some factories the economy was strong a printing press to disseminate his words j.a. dowie wrote to the world spreading his healing message but somebody heard something he didn't like the other guy name of ahmad gulaam living in qadian and here the story goes wrong although dowie wrote about loving all men the muslim creed was of no use to him he wanted to destroy them ahmad himself had a much smaller crew he was a leader of india/pakistan too he wrote to the times said i challenge a duel to the man out in zion he threatened so cruel lets have ourselves a duel we're gonna pray that the false one should be destroyed in the other one's lifetime now dowie didn't think much of the threat he ignored it and went on with his plans to get bigger yet when dowie was questioned about ahmads request was he in or out dowie said do you think that i shall reply to the gnats and flies if i put my foot on them i could crush out their lives with that remark he had entered the duel to pray out the life of the enemy who had no purpose to be alive now mirza was praying and and dowie was busy spreading his message out of the city he went to new york and filled up msg in the end he made a mockery brought 5000 to the city with him but new york was a lake they were not fit to swim they all got exhausted and he couldn't speak it's called his waterloo his imminent defeat then the leader went home worked on plans to expand build a city in mexico and live on the land but while he was gone the city found out that it's coffers were empty they had been dried out dowie had used up the city's funds he abdicated his throne to his number one. by the time he got home he had lost everything his family, his city, his whole legacy but it wasn't over yet. cause dowie got sick had a stroke and he died not to the surprise of ahmad who called himself the promised messiah dowie by this time called himself elijah elijah's supposed to be the forebearer of christ or the messiah depending on if you think the christians are right but ahmad was starting himself something new where he was jesus buddah and krishna too the very next year ahmad died too that's not important to his followers who are spreading the word of the miracle of the man who prophecied the demise of the man from zion now what does this mean and what does it say is god really meant to be used in this way bandied about does god take sides or is it religion taking us for a ride i wanna go for a ride
Dino 03:34
there was a time before we drilled into the earth and nourished the industry with dinosaur goo when happy meals were the ones with loving friends and the prize in your box was love quit being so damned optimistic you're making me wanna take you down i like the way it is with your motivational societal pressures to fill it's always been dangerous at the bottom all these buildings and bridges have cost our fathers dearly and progress is taking virgin land and giving it a job in the oldest profession so how can i be looking back and pining how it used to be while dying to move rapidly to a future only i can see there might be cars and there might not be trees and there could be love bunny rabbits and disease but i refuse to believe in time in car washes eyelashes animals fine but not in time there was a time before the condom broke and the life and death waiting then awoke and all the while nothing's ever changed cause the people with the power are still mad and deranged and we're writhing and we're writing
i found another one of your papers in my jewelery box and it said i'm a totally random piece of paper i've got nothing to do with your life i thought that i had found them all and thrown them out but now i know you might not be that easy to get rid of hey do you want to come play with me it doesn't have to mean anything cause you play the strong man on tv but you aint got nothing on lil old me i hid my heart in a stack of books and sat on it so it would look like i wasn't hiding anything in there i learned my lesson now i know you've got it all under control and if i'm choosing someone else it's not for that *chorus* this is probably the last song i'm gonna write about you * chorus*


released January 1, 2008

All songs written by Emilia Cataldo
Except "Dino" by written by Emilia Cataldo & David Keesey
produced by Craig Levy (littlepioneer.com)
Except "Conspiritorium", "Visceral Reaction" & "A Note on Sleep" Produced by James Eric (jamesericmusic.com)
album artwork by Elke Reva Sudin (elkerevasudin.com)
Featuring Luis Cataldo III playing Saxaphone on "Conspiritorium"
Featuring David Keesey on Guitar on "Dino"


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