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Official Lyrics


The following is a collection of direct copies of Official lyrics
found on previous versions of ftmband.com throughout Fair to Midland's history.
The early i.f.s lyrics are reminiscent of some live recordings, when the lyrics would change constantly.
Today, Fair to Midland rarely accepts any "official" source for lyrics
When questioned, they tend to avoid answering and sometimes refuse to clarify lyrics.

Though official, many of these lyrics are inaccurate and incomplete.
These were used as a reference when making the lyrics for the discography section,
There, the lyrics are rewritten from further interpretation by community for convenience and accuracy,
and to appreciate Darroh's excellence in poetry.



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Abbey's Account


take a dive into the shallow or deep
make a choice between which one
live alone among the wolf and the sheep
I felt a piece of the portion
catching eyes of the ill tasted will

so as to feed on the pressure
she felt alone so she tempted her means
I made my home in the earthquake

bullshit
your safe
let your guards down

walk
sigh
fate
reply


In The Beginning of The...


Seeing is believing
my father said he knew me well
there's no way to turn
seeing is believing
there's no way to turn
tongue tied got to be a soldier
tongue tied got to be a war
tongue tied got to be a soldier
tongue tied got to be a soldier
tongue tied got to be a war


Pendejo


hey, pendejo - -

there's a fight that I fight each night with all my might
til I simply give in
a fair fight between cheaters friend
and it's a gamble who will win
and in the simple cause of a desperate man
it is a simple cause
he's got the master plan
I'm in the way, I'm in the way


Timerstye


what if I live up to the masses
make a choice and render everything
give up these eyes what's more important
now that piper he turns to look at me
father said home is where the heart is
as the clock ticks on I fear a stye
to know which way the answer is
yes but why,
yes but why,
yes but why

we won't sail through the desert
take these times all for granted again
choke on the reason
a goddamn face with no name
sail through the desert take these times all for granted again
and if I plow into none

weigh my fortune
Weigh my fortune's toll
weigh my fortune
weigh my fortune's toll

what if I ask for words of wisdom
and in the process choose to change my mind
give up to the friend that's in the past now
what can she give, she can't give life
as I turn my head I see lamb steeple
as I rise my eyes I see below
seems as though it comes about
more appealing
well that's just a lie

we won't sail through the desert
take these times all for granted again
choke on the reason
a goddamn face with no name
Sail through the desert take these times all for granted again
and if I plow into none

weigh my fortune
Weigh my fortune's toll
weigh my fortune
weigh my fortune's toll

and in time, on this day
wishing I was in the back seat away

now these rocks, come around
and I choose to surrender myself
these are trying times with failing conclusions

fresh air

die die die die
long time and you can't come on to me
blind to watch you
now this time god has waged his war
now this time I will breathe no more
long time and you can't come on to me


Stalepenny


As I walk forward today
Stay close they might just have say
No more reaching the floor
For upward you will find doors
Respond to what you withhold
And exercise seven fold
I hide my past in the breeze

Take!
I turn the tides a little


my mentor


among the sounds of all the secrets here in private lies a motive,
and you can't make me talk or prophecie for rubies,
cause i'm the target,
you know things are changing when in a room of one it's hard to stand out,
and in the words or mine at the age of 80,
"i blame myself."

what's it mean to be special?
is it something in the water?
their feelings transmit into microscopic,
touches that just don't reach me.

i tried to catch you in disaster,
but my eyes, they catch the ceiling,
the ropes they use to bound the others scared of number 1,
they don't even phase me,
containing one in me is an effort in itself,
there is no doorbell,
would you save the last dance for a hidden stranger?
well i don't blame you.

but i have myself.
and i have myself.



with this easel


and there we go instead a tease that mocks the beggar,
it looks so flawless,
i've seen them batt their eyes and come a dime-a-dozen,
just take two steps back.

hold me.
no, not you but the other,
the one with the rags on.

hold me.
substitute rain with some poison and drink to the sequel.

torching, torching.

you seem withdrawn and plushed until you talk to others,
wish i'd been gift-wrapped.
just hope to catch a gaze and just because it's chipping,
doesn't mean it's useless.

somehow i reduced,
and a surgeon told me it's no good,
you'll have to double your intake,
and the risk?
hearts were made for cigarettes,
little girls love to light up.



as i was traveling


(and as i was traveling i realized there were no boundries)

see that car plunge into what was known as a pitiful painted pest,
on the verge of a casted script,
see them four wheels a-turn,
hit the light,
with everything that's come to par,
and it's got your name on it,
cause it's got your name on it,

tiresias has an eye on you,
from the mountaintop,
he speaks like a virgin,
here come the locusts again.

i just wept for another day,
held it in and won't let it out.

see them four wheels turn into the spite that is coming with little haste,
and a puddle he's bound to break,
see them four wheels a-turn,
hit the light,
well you don't seem so refined when it's got your name on it,
cause it's got your name on it.

tiresias has an eye on you,
from the mountaintop,
he looks in the mirror,
for it's always telling the truth.

i just wept for another day,
held it in and won't let it out.

and a barrel of tacks is appraised as jewelry.
and a message of trust is percieved as boring.
could it be there's a tie between lost and trailing?
since the dawn of the 1800's, we fell.



stale penny (miracle grow)


if you listen close,
make sure you ignore what they say,
reaching the floor,
let's make sure we hit the dirt and it flies,
give me your eyes,
focus on what you'll see in my space,
we know who controls,
and "sunshine" is in the forecast today.

bet your bottom dollar because we don't have that to offer,
it's always been a habit to hold back the now,
little does he know by insisting he is existing,
as everybody knows kids are for callateral.

and they held my hand so as not to fall,
directed me, affected my own days,
until their age got the best of me,
and it's left in standing.

if that spider,
happens to bite on the thigh,
so let us lead this,
somewhere where gods empathize,
give me your ears,
so you can hear but listen even less,
bringing patience so slow,
give me it all and i'll let them know.

a little riddle for the man in the back.
who is that? who is that?
who's smart but can't apply what they know?
not a clue. not a clue.

and they held my hand so as not to fall,
little did they know, my hand's a cannonball.

and now their chasing ferns again,
i'll plant them in the ground,
and watch my garden grow.
because next to them we're elephants,
towering the landscapes,
scared of smaller rodents.
and i'll watch my...garden grow,
straighten dudley,
he's much too insecure.



the beltway


at the rate i'm goin
little hands will be what hold me back and
the minute men they stand and watch
well fuck them through
don't lose touch
better keep those shoes
and specs on the middle
the minute men they stand and watch
well fuck them

still approved,
located in the region
somewhere off of bermuda
caught on quick,
consider it belittled
tired and deleted.

everbody look its a breathing stepping stone
not to be confused with my meanlingless monologue

hummingbird
killed the lion's pride
with the
streaks of shade
and by the way.........

i'll be frank,
where lights dim under pressure,
and ignore applications,
excuse me,
corrections are appealing,
locks to secure breathing.

everbody listen to him, he speaks in monotone,
another cyborg among the fertile drones.

...and now i bare this curse for you.
not for him.
it loses a blinker,
fought both sides,
and now i bare these thoughts of you,
not of him.
i'll stay right here and gaurd the similar.
strike!
leg up, say you'll get.
tell me you'll get it.


informative timeline


while i'm young i'm gonna waste my breath,
watch as they congregate,
i'm gonna take his steps,
repeat and circle left,
right now he's still not listening.

while i'm young i'm gonna waste my time,
because i'm already ageing,
can't you reason like on t.v.?
where you won't feel alone?
it's a bit too much,
but i'm just asking.

i'm not made of gold or silver now.
bronze is sharp and always used it's edge.
well i've seen your smile and still it cracks like whips.
when i go bankrupt i'll be filthy rich.


..(i)..


come with the raising,
of you.
two years ago in the woods,
saw a branch,
fall in the brook.

i'll lead you, i'll lead you,
to your throne.

but it's up to my knees now,
build me up, for the breakdown.

and i carried this all for you,
and you know i did.
and i bottled it just for you,
and you know i did.
taking hold caught a rash,
and i did it all for you.


stiffback


tell the world how i'll miss it's small atmosphere,
and wonder how it will evolve,
how it rose and it broke won't be trivial,
stay on your feet in your hole.

mr. four eyes
please remember
we still hold you dear
mr. young man
blonde haired stranger
what seperates brings us closer.

let us announce that it's dark on the holidays,
and the morphine blurts out little chunks,
don't let us know if your skin starts to turn too cold,
one nap and then...

mr. verteran
please remember
i tried to revive your breathe
mrs. undone
what is upstairs?
steps but no banister.

salts deprived from the eyes,
without patience and a foothold to grip,
i'll be the next in line.
have a rope,
but nonetheless,
if it's burning while i'm rising,
it could only be the second best.

so if there is not but a last thing we're adding on,
it's seems neglected with rods,
i think i'll stay up,
for i'd swear i just heard your voice,
maybe it's just something in the air.

(please)
carry on
(don't)
carry on


beto II


reach. go on.

hands don't match,
go and find the bars that make us hunger,
maybe with knots and uniforms,
and if i may add,
well i've got a big gun,
and i know just who i'm gonna use it on,
maybe it'll make for the better.

the beggar always has his strength,
his ambition is tapped,
always occupied on the john,
while he's there let's take advantage.

we are not the bringers of second chances gone within a moments notice,
and if it's genetic then i'll be fed through those same bars,
how appropriate.

days in march,
go, leave us in debt and always hopeing,
maybe in ten more years i'll know him,
and if i may add,
well i've got a big serenge,
to show to all my close friends,
maybe i'll upgrade near the kiddies.

i'm still because i'm frozen.


see, saw


in chorus we stagger.
closed eyes
bring more light inside.
small breeze
helped us keep our strides.
the large gust
won't keep you in tact.
and if i'm forewarned
i'll make the same mistake.

fill in the blank.

and though the crane is gone i see my way,
i may hit one too far,
been said it's all more likely to save.
and though the rain is gone,
regenerates,
i pushed it calm and still,
until it's all just breaking away.

wait.
for him.
he might be late.
light a match to the fire,
sit warm by the fireplace,
here he comes, it's the realtor,
maybe he'll have something different to say.
"take it all"

no one sees what someone sees,
built my house on sand,
no one knows what someone knows,
if rebuilt i'd protest.
no one hears what somone hears.

thats the sound of my scar.

i'm tense but i breathe.


gaining one


north star
bring luck

call the nurse i'm dropping in anchor
making stops at the pass
caught in the mix of the two with an offer
left with three times the guilt

please don't decide to roll your eyes
i'm speaking from my heart
she bought a book and now she's
reading much more into things
dear searched and found now little
hanging on your every word(purchased more than gained at will)
please don't decide to roll your eyes
i'm speaking from my heart

littles known of the heart breaking silence
causing loss before peals
jerking through the sidewinding admission
and gathered berries in bed

take it i left it
slipped and stored in vein
held by the mischief
with one still left to blame

a flow, a flow in store

left with an angel
until the sirens rang.


pen-_-


there is a fight we fight each night with all our might,
until we simply give in,
a fair game between cheaters "friend,"
and it's a gamble who'll win.

follow me to the oilspill,
please keep us up to date,
take deep sighs near the wishing well,
you'll be glad that you did.

we had our minds set on our goals,
oh nevermind, oh nevermind.
unless of course we change in time,
oh nevermind, oh nevermind.

i keep a filter inside for sniffing you out.
give in.


an occurance during the restoration process


bought a picture of jesus,
held it in the mirror and he saw a picture of himself,
spoke life to the children,
you see things aren't put into words
their polished and not felt. you might be right.

look behind the bush lies a rivertree,
hands cuffed and bound so as to limit speech,
woke up to keep an eye on everything,
maybe the statue will step out and make a scene,
look behind the bush lies a rivertree,
hands cuffed and bound so as to limit speech,
woke up to keep an eye on everything,
maybe the statue will step out and make a scene.

raise your hand,
like an animal,
raise your voice,
like an avalanche,
raise you hand,
like a senator,
raise your voice.

dear abby,
thanx for the message,
gonna bring some gifts of freedom,
to compensate for whats on the inside,
compensate for whats on the inside,
dear charlie,
changed with the in crowd,
made your mark on jesus,

i'll see you again when hell freezes over,
see you again when hell freezes over.


dance of the *manatee


until we fall:

take a lil' dive in the shallow or deep
is it deeper to have sunk the ship closer to harbor
or is it shallow enough to obtain him - just wait till' then
their heads that cast shadows like skyscrapers
still small enough to fit up their asses
to put it all into perspective
with definition

we mary's had ourselves a ball
yes we did
had a tea party and skipped until the morrow's sun
and refuse to stop

so?

we won't promote testosterone on my watch
excceed the moon to cut off your fist
patience persists
:until we fall:

whether it a he, whether it a she
is it a question of gender
let's not differentiate
the gifts that few are given
or is it shallow enough to obtain him - just wait till then
their heads that cast shadows like skyscrapers
still small enough to fit up their asses
to put it all into perspective
with definition

we mary's had ourselves a ball
i must admit
in celebration of the ribs we silently break off

guess what sir?

we won't promote testosterone on my watch
exceed the moon to cut off your fist
pateince persists

take a gander - the bigger they are the harder they fall
your pushin' 12 feet and just in case i brought my slingshot

making our way so quick to dismay
a success in the stars
always so quick and so clean
through nature we'll see
what's to come of them all

she is creation
you'll see no grip here
she is creation
you'll see no grip here

guess what dear sir?
i'll be no brute.


[the walls of jericho


in times of malpractice
their resisting their sources
slowly start fasting so that i may grow stonger
if you desire. if you desire. if you desire.

boosted my credit
by not taking for granted
granted small people the right to acknowledge
it's true.

poseing and smiling for tripods eyes
and still no grins for the flesh
i think we've known of the antedote it is
enamel mixed with good - intentions

offer this with optimal optimism
and i noticed that affection/neglecting is harder than neglecting/affection
better to have been a lil' bit more abundant than redundant, still
better to have been spoken with sincere appeal and eloquence
correct me if wrong.
better to have been a lil' bit more abundant than redundant, still
better to have been spoken with sincere appeal and eloquence.

did you recognize your next-door neighbor today?
did you recognize your next-door neighbor today?
plastic hands built a plastic man she said, always here and just for your benefit.
please correct me if i'm wrong.
offer this with optimal optimism
can you notice pigmentation in neglecting/affection.

somehow we kept climbing
so i scaled through them
i scaled though it.


upgrade^brigade


tish tosh - these chips are made for resurecting
to mix match the order of things with what's held back

one more step

push the button on the left for taking baby steps
and turn the wheel to invoke machines
push the button on the right to avoid the air at night
or simply smash it, that's what i'll do in my case.

and fins for the man who can fly
watch albatross
he can't be proven
bring your brush, bet u won't find a mark
what a blessing. what a blessing.

posted, it's posted
"i'll bait them with our drugs"
slow down, damn rush.
just enough to say
i try for you, tried for you
and it has stopped the progress
i try for you, tried for you
and will unless discouraged

mother - tell science none of the above
it may mislead them in ongoing research

one more step

the only thing i'll redeem is that submarine
that hides on the ocean floor
we can celebrate election day with seclusion
and the burning of all tv's and radio's.

and fins for the man who can fly
watch albatross
he can't be proven
bring your brush, bet u won't find a mark
what a blessing. what a blessing.

here is the picture you asked for.
here is the equation that matched.
here is the formula for advancement.
here it is. i'll have nothing to do with it.


vice/versa


breathing fire
like impermeable
cold untrodden ways
to make that hair on the
back of your neck
singe three times daily.
but the fork in the road each with a one way sign to send
sending opinions often
the feedback they give is as far from here as saturns rings
but the fork in the road is a mirage they conjure up
a small little grapevined story
the centerpiece being what hurts, that's of no consequence

may i ask...

what were the words back when we were young?
enabled truckloads of garbage.
how did it spread through gravel roads so fast?
through infectious speech your endorseing.

which is in no-way courageous.
as far as ourselves are from courageous.

breathing ice
like vents blow comfort
through rooms
i pray not hear
to coincide with meshed intentions
and push the buggies in
but the fork in the road each with a one way sign to send
sending opinions often
the feedback they give is as far from here as saturns rings
but the fork in the road is a mirage they conjure up
a small little grapevined story
the centerpiece being what hurts, that's of no consequence

may i ask...

how much would u need?
half full, or half empty?
how much can you dish out?
everthing i am.


orphan anthem '86


narrarator:
five tons a-mile-a-minute.
two is the one we hope for.
we'll call him john doe jr.
and her, and her? well...
thereupon, for now...

successful stray:
in those towns we're held captive.
who knew?

narrarator:
only handfulls of cartoons can misdirect
their dialect.

janitor:
propel gloria. propel!

elijah:
shhh...be quiet, they'll hear us...

gloria:
stop shushing...how long you think till they find us?

elijah:
shhh...

narrarator:
as they tippy-toed to see california.
as they tippy-toed to see! pick a map.

janitor:
here hunting is a pastime, which some frown on.
their small brims now brush the tiles.

gloria:
she isn't coming, is she?

elijah:
shhh...

successful stray:
tell the world we are shotguns;
sawed-off, with scopes set on backfire.
tell auntie em'(if you see her)
we're on a cartons of cardboard.
we've instilled in us morals,
not by god, but by our choice.

elijah:
we'll ride the rails up to utah!
i've heard there we'll be home free.
dammit, they're sounding the sirens

gloria:
oh crap, we'll never make it, we'll never make it!

narrarator:
as they dashed abrubtly, see, not much further
as they dashed abrubtly, see, cheer them on!

janitor:
here, the elders use large deadbolts and small tazers
to push angels past their years.
and i support their struggle to be free.

successful stray:
tell that building we're shotguns
fully loaded, and custom.
tell uncle sam(if you see him)
we'll deprive him his paycheck.
we've instilled in us standards,
and give ourselves full credit.
when all have 86'd us,
you can find us by your ear.

gloria:
his words' i still here to this day.
"propel gloria. propel!"
"propel gloria. propel!"
"propel gloria. propel!"


granny niblo says otherwise


less devoted
less concerned with
lesser issues
more allergic
more in tune with
many ailments

conversed w/ savior of earth and thunder
he then goes on, lists his allies: allah, muhammad, and poseidon.
now he darts off on rare subject matter,
with cascading eyebrows, articulates: "panacea."
and he's wide-aware of his usage.
i tell him; "people are calculators;
only effecient if your pushin' the buttons."
believe it. believe it. believe it.
let's let you carry the weight of a drifter,
*giggles*
we doubt you've "attempted."
never say "together!"
granny and i divided by generations.
brought together on a daily basis, thanks to contents.
our core is made separate of our focus.
she lights a candle to admire the spectres'...
my flailing arms are what will make her decipher.
affirm it. affirm it. affirm it.
let's let you carry the weight of a drifter,
*giggles*
we doubt you've "attempted."
never say "together!"

concretely-neutral.
and luke-warm to the touch of all
concretely-neutral.
you can take one off at a time,
still it's hard to find
just how few reside, dull and, in the middle.

then doggy paddled upstream, the hemlock.
along the shores' are the darker sands' that help us remember.
throughout the night i hear mumbo jumbo;
all i make out is "confusion confirms indecision."
someone's been tappin' into my notebook.
ambiguous. equivocal. noncombatant.
equal to all...and all the average/impartial.
correct it. correct it. correct it.
let's let you carry the weight of a drifter.
*giggles*
we doubt you've "attempted."
never say "together!"

concretely-neutral. you can take off one at a time, still it's hard to find just how few reside, dull and, in the middle.