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Arrows & Anchors


Brett posted the lyrics for the album on the Forum on July 1st, 2011.
Whiskey & Ritalin  |  Musical Chairs  |  Uh-Oh  |  Amarillo Sleeps On My Pillow  |  A Loophole in Limbo  |  Short-Haired Tornado  |  Rikki Tikki Tavi  |  Golden Parachutes  |  Bright Bulbs & Sharp Tools  |  Coppertank Island  |  The Greener Grass  |  Pour The Coal to 'Er




preambles in 3rd person


i let them circle 'round and defeat me


dance of the manatee


take a little dive into the shallow or spy
what do you see?
i see the tortoise and the hare in a rat-race
& it fits like a glove under my sleeve
just wait till then.
their heads are the heaviest in operation
he has still not lost imagination
i can hear him mouth the whole ending -
just wait till then.
we marys had ourselves a ball
oh, yes we did
we marys had ourselves a ball
i must admit you hang us - those limbs hold no virtue
those told to hold project on my cue
whether a he or a she put your mouth where your money is
are the birds of a feather that clever?
if i knew i'd keep locks, that's a given
just wait till then.
(bridge)
listen to my proven guarantees while you're rollin up your sleeves
beatin' on the chest
but we can keep it in a jar when it's comin' cats and dogs for days
do you hear the concrete guarantees?
and what they've done for you they've done for me.


vice/versa

mountains of molehills
a grapevine in my ear
spots on the tiger while the townspeople gather to hear
while the nests in my hands starve for rest
sticklers for cheap fun
you oughta be ashamed to trade in your heirlooms
for black market all day parades
for a grand prize a slap in the face for you
bold faced type covers your text
it must have been winter
still frame
no dice
where do you get your evidence?
move, now stay still
it takes a luminescent hue
the wood
the crest that's weaved outside your vest
still frame
no dice
loons light the skyline
while you sleep on concrete with both your eyes open
i just kept pullin' on both your feet
someday together we'll breathe on mountains of molehills


a seafarer's knot


lucky are the leaves of the clover
she's diggin for chemistry with the butcher's tools
shifty are the eyes of the gambler
the sand is a richochet. taste my grit?
through the motions & waving wishes
to your confidence & eloquence
he's turning a-green from these envious glorious things
applied ambitious faith that can keep us all safe
invoking a blue that's meant for us too
what large amazing things that we'll turn into rain
lucky are those one headed carlights
those two are as thick as thieves
not a penny more
shaky on a cold wetted statue
i'm diggin for pattern leaks on unleaded fuel
your spots & your seeds lack fur
we're all a mess as though we all have another row in us.
(bridge)
gather round
hold your glasses up high
drink to love while we wait for high tide
keep it short, keep it brief
you have my word
gather round while we wait for high tide


orphan anthem '86


we're gone but not better
a lighted match can burn the cabin down he built
it's not long but it matters
your suit and tie are much too tight in farmersville
my daughter's a goldmine combing the hair of the white waves
a fountain of saphires under the bridges of utah
instilled in us ethics not by god, but by our choice
i can't even imagine
but i can see it
tell them all to chop me off
with left handed scissors rusting when you're touched
on marble covered mountains you're the brimstone
when surrounded by comfort cotton floors are of no use
we see in our forecast what we lack in our pockets
encompassed by standards and we give ourselves all the credit
i can't put my finger on it
but i can see it
tell them all to chalk me out
with oval arms and hopscotch eyelids
on marble covered mountains you're my cargo
no, you're the brimstone
yes, you're my cargo


inter.mission


this town is made of starfish
i need a seahorse


granny niblo


here is the deal, you must find guesses in this room
cut around the block
shake in the boots we stocked
i'll turn your onset to off
cause with patience and much practice of keeping all this clean
wipe the floor with rust
abigail's lost touch and it makes for scattered debris
for nine years and square stars
tonight we have it all made - tonight we have it all made
all the bells were out of unison
i knew not why the latitude carried on
and all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues
i was built on binds of paperback
i knew not if the stories were told or tought
and all of our knees were carved in sand from leningrad
"on" said the rod and reel and not a drop to drink
but we do as we say and i'll do as i've said
until my tongue parts the sea
"on" said that self-defense texture of the reed
& it climbs
& it sings


the walls of jericho


what dreams splendidly weaved from an atom bomb
retrieved from a teleprompt
practical you are not 'cause you break the ice with a cotton swab
a fever can cool us off
a handshake is a contact sport
no one was waiting to throw out the pilot
we'll float on the back of the winds that you send us
another tomorrow shedding the shade we made yesterday
disguised as the lightning, dissolving all of the thunder, then -
appeasing our monsters under the acrylic skies
another tomorrow fills up my front window
outlasting the west wind & building ourselves in
so fly, & grab my hand here comes the crash
i live for the strong impact that renders both our airbags
seven folds take very letter you send
don't fold if you're made to bend
rekindle the feud again
(bridge)
string up your harp
play like today will last five minutes
it wont take long to sing us a song to stop the sirens
sing us a song to stop the silence


abigail


if there's a nurse that takes your ears in rations
sets a plate to feed the stifled steel
if there's a nurse that feeds your germ soaked dinners
on a tray of bones and orange peels
for yourself you'd crash a secret word
for some love you'd fall to break your neck


timbuktu


pack up with what's worthy
lock it up in the car
don't be surprised if i drive too far
speak now and we're followed while the weakest react
the nose on the siren is right on our tracks
a pair of tripods eyes through streets of mercury
not as common as leisure days
not as modern as much too late
i sailed through the catapults between april and may
he quoted his price & that's what he'll pay
he spread thick like a heathen
the clouds buried the chalk
while the sut on our throat
till our engine stops
pearls & oysters every each turn
grow the lilac near the grubworm
push the button closest to him
give me glue so i can stick to plan
push the button closest to him
but instead
sail the desert


kyla cries cologne


let me introduce you to a pair that strikes crude oil
but i see pyrite
it is the same old pattern - the goose that feeds the gander
they choose to act
but not i
let's go outside and it might restore us
more for the fire that fights for the freeze
now mechanical
so the the pair proceeded
another pulse defeated - can't say that i am surprised
"it is the fly trap's color that caused the fall into her"
what is the shade that you saw?
(bridge)
bound by the salt
not your earth
the hat mocks the rabbit while the bee stings the shark
stop the start
these are my disguises
vinegar & water gave the end away
bought my stocks and lost 'em while the suitcase said:
"let's go outside and it might restore us"


upgrade^brigade


glow but don't shine
a fuse for a blueprint & these devices my hands built
these roads want the rain and my raincoat
drown in a flash flood
for we are alive
given air and not used to al fresco
does the sun know that today i forgot the zeros and ones?
told you to conquer the rush
& on sunday i remembered
paper beats rock
reached a mile high if i reached a foot
leopard skin is not above or beyond him
he's no more a prince than a frog is
this round road should not have shed for a witness
or taken bites to avenge us
for we are alive
(bridge)
he's not above or beyond
no more a price than a frog
for we are alive


when the bough breaks


i'll give you a home


quince


you could've been raised in africa
we lacked in our vigor
been an "x" on the calendar
losing our cool in antarctica
so i put my coat on ya
the breeze was light burgandy
i have an army suited and ready
for you to simply take a bite and steer
we're more than prepared to fight this unfair
all you need do is tease your taste and steer
your crimes are not mine or theirs
weary from the wear you invent
i forget for some time
i've been underground and dug to the sound of your breath


dance of the manatee




a seafarer's knot




upgrade^brigade




Twitter Updates

If you want a Picasso, you'd better start digging.

If I build the Ark, will you wait for the water?

I smell a rat, and just in case, I set up traps and you're the bait.... SURPRISE!

If he's going down, he's going under the ground. I hope he takes you, too

Never darken my door again. Opportunity knocks... let's make him beg.

he fights like hell because he wants to glow.. and would tackle the sun to be a bright bulb.

It makes you wonder if shooting for stars is like guns in the dark.

No one turned over leaves. No one's branching out. No one went on a limb.



A Thirsty Fish


It was an early Thursday afternoon
when she skinned us alive
and blamed it on her mother.
And now when she heads out in her "sunday best,"
I'm wrapped around her neck,
but she won't admit.

A yellow-belly isn't gonna' have the guts,
but sometimes, son, they still get the glory.
It's like the story of the thirsty fish
that jumped Bailey Bridge,
and wouldn't admit it.

You wonderful waste of space,
who quotes 'Amazing Grace,'
raising up your right hand
with a little X behind your back.


Musical Chairs (Wordpress)


you should be counting your blessings
from the sky
your eagle eyes found the great blind faith
i could be kicking the bucket
but you should know
i never had very good aim

the right-of-way
is a wild-goose-chase

it makes you wonder
if shooting for stars is like darts in the dark
it makes you wonder
if the beaten path
is the promised land

if i worship the ground that he walks on
and it winds up that he has two left feet
will we be walkin’ on water?
cause you should know
we never like to get our feet wet

the right-of-way
is a wild-goose-chase

it makes you wonder
if shooting for stars is like darts in the dark
it makes you wonder
if the beaten path
is the promised land

i got dizzy
i got lost

it makes you wonder
if shooting for stars is like darts in the dark
it makes you wonder
if the beaten path
is the promised land

it makes you wonder
and i’m just a stick-in-the-mud


Whiskey & Ritalin


from hand to heart and hands to head
these gritty teeth grind gears of infrared
he crash lands in dull white noise
all I hear is static in his voice

when those sweet red hands
start their whirlwinds
and you’re the drain

you’re imagining things
your pretend machine
has sticks in its every spoke
you’re inventing it all
from thin air and close calls
welcome to the balancing act

your rabbit’s foot is hare and hounds
and I drag pianos, eyes glued to the ground
when he dialed 911
busy signals sang familiar songs
those sweet glad hands
start their whirlwinds
and you’re the plane

you’re imagining things
your pretend machine
has sticks in its every spoke
you’re inventing it all
from thin air and close calls
if we bought the stock we'd be broke

you taught us to claw

put us through your speech
if I'm a red anchor
then your coming with me
and on the way down
we can sleep with the fish
as we go into the blue
we can both reminisce

and you better hide
or learn how to climb
‘cause your coming with me
and on the way down
you will sleep with the fish
‘cause your coming with me

you’re imagining things
your pretend machine
has sticks in its every spoke
you’re inventing it all
from thin air and close calls
welcome to the balancing act


Musical Chairs


Hi
You should be counting your blessings
From the sky
Your eagle eyes found the great blind faith
I could be kickin’ the bucket
But you should know
I never had very good aim

The right of way

Is a wild goose chase

It makes you wonder
If shooting for stars
Is like darts in the dark
It makes you wonder
If the beaten path is the promised land

If I worship the ground that he walks on
And it winds up that he has two left feet
Will we be walkin’ on water?
‘Cause you should know
We never like to get our feet wet

The right of way
Is a wild goose chase

It makes you wonder
If shooting for stars
Is like darts in the dark
It makes you wonder
If the beaten path is the promised land

I got dizzy
I got lost

It makes you wonder
If shooting for stars
Is like darts in the dark
It makes you wonder
If the beaten path is the promised land
It makes you wonder
And I'm just a stick in the mud


Uh-Oh


i went right back home
you would have done the same
and never washed your hands
if you knew they’d dig up dirt again
it took a drought
to wash her out

so i was the sun
that slapped the rain
until we all knew she’d go down the drain

they’re the jacks of all trades
the fruits of our labors were laid out to rot
they danced and sang to the song of amazing grace
i told you so
uh-oh

i got a runnin’ start and
during my second wind
stirred up all the dust
with an iron fist and her hair brush
it was the prettiest picture you ever saw
the prettiest picture not on the wall

i heard a voice
covered my eyes
wore a big smile when we dropped like flies

they’re the jacks of all trades
the fruits of our labors were laid out to rot
they danced and sang to the song of amazing grace

i told you so

i went right back home
you would’ve done the same
don’t dare wash your hands
we both know they’ll dig up dirt again
i got a runnin’ start
and during my second wind had a fit
like the bitter son of abraham

hold your breath
did you see the light?
or did your cold shoulder leave us in the ice?

they’re the jacks of all trades
the fruits of our labors were laid out to rot
they danced and sang to the song of amazing grace
i told you so

uh-oh


Amarillo Sleeps On My Pillow


stay close if you wanna keep up
but don’t dare turn around
go ahead, find a bull’s-eye my friend
but know you’re gonna get the horn

a yellow belly’s never havin’ the guts
but god how he gets the glory
the west was won from a cheater with a gun
and i hope he never lives it down

minced words from anonymous cowards
fell down from kingdom come
the threatened source of this obstacle course
had us cornered in a guessing game

every attempt turned a kettle of fish
and loves making its waves
if i had to guess, he’s still makin’ a mess
worse than any thunderstorm

no one turned over leaves
no one’s branching out
no one went on a limb when he belted out
get gone
someone looked for a clue, someone got the ax
someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse
get gone

let’s stall like a neanderthal
that can’t make up his mind
and not sore if we’ve heard it before
broken records wanna make a case

the croppers came
and were spinnin’ a yarn
our ears still opened up
if failed attempts were a lottery ticket
you can bet i’d be rakin’ it in

no one turned over leaves
no one’s branching out
no one went on a limb when he belted out
get gone
someone looked for a clue, someone got the ax

someone yelled in the wake of the great collapse
get gone


A Loophole in Limbo


into the middle we go

i smell a rat and just in case
i set up traps and you’re the bait
surprise
if curiosity kills cats
we better teach the cat to fight back

i’m waiting for you
i don’t know why
when you always take your time
into the middle we go
let’s see you try to kill me

our eyes fell to the floor
your eyes and mine

the middleman straddles the fence
he never loses, never wins with confidence
and more power to him
he doesn’t need a telescope
to figure out he’s jumping rope
hand over fist

i’m waiting for you
i don’t know why
when you always take your time

into the middle we go
let’s see you try to kill me

our eyes fell to the floor
your eyes and mine
that’s fine

i’m waiting for you
i don’t know why
when you always take your time
into the middle we go
let’s see you try

i’m waiting for you
i don’t know why
when you always take your time
into the middle we go
let’s see you try to kill me


Short-Haired Tornado


if you croak i hope ya know i’m gonna toss you in the trash
you can’t really blame us, we’re only doin’ what you asked
if you have yourself a son, I’m gonna tell your baby boy
that father time’s chock full of lies
so don’t jump in just yet

doubting thomas deserves much more than we can give
if we win the lottery, let’s buy an island just for him
so when that hurricane tries beatin’ down the door
we can make him bat its eyes until it can’t see what’s a-...

until we can’t see what’s ahead

you can sew me in stitches
and curse at the cautious
while it lasts
‘cause soon we’ll all forget

if we croak i hope ya know it’s gonna be in single files
hunting for models that were never worth the while
each one of us caught head for throwing jack frost in july
and staring at the sun till our eyes were done
and we could not see what’s a-...

until we can’t see what’s ahead
you can sew me in stitches
and curse at the cautious
while it lasts
‘cause soon we’ll all forget


Rikki Tikki Tavi


listen to me

hey rikki tikki, rikki tikki, rikki tikki tavi
i am not a machine so don’t treat me like buttons
rikki tikki, rikki tikki, rikki tikki tavi
we’re not identical twins so don’t finish my sentence
tell me the truth or don’t tell me anything
i’d rather have heart than courage or a brain
rikki tikki, rikki tikki, rikki tikki tavi
don’t pay any mind to a voice behind curtains

if you meet the devil’s wife
make sure you wear a suit and tie
and leave him where he stands

and if he tries to shake your hand
just hit him with her frying pan
and leave him where he stands

listen to me

rikki tikki, rikki tikki, rikki tikki tavi
if you want a picasso, you better start diggin’
rikki tikki, rikki tikki, rikki tikki tavi
if i build the ark will you wait for the water?
the only thing that ever turned him blue
was thinking the sky is what he should be turning to
rikki tikki, rikki tikki, rikki tikki tavi
there are snakes in the grass so we better go hunting

if you meet the devil’s wife
make sure you wear a suit and tie
and leave him where he stands
if he tries to shake your hand
just hit him with her frying pan
and leave him where he stands

let her take the kitchen sink
and cut her from her apron strings
just leave him where he stands
all you need is amnesty
so grab my hand and come with me
just leave him where he stands

rikki


Golden Parachutes


here they come, shaking in their boots

they’ll be skipping stones with your bones
when these ants know
where to find you
and steal all your thunder
the windows will shutter
and i’ll wear a tie

were you shaking in your boots?
did it scare you half to death
when you saw the falling arrows?

won’t that be a sight?

here they come, attached at the hip
swallowing swords when they soar
now my clones know
where to find you
your bread and your butter
your dim flying colors
will both pick a side
and i’ll wear a tie

were you shaking in your boots?
did it scare you half to death
when you saw the falling arrows?
did you stop dead in your tracks?
or join the whole stampede,
just to keep from spilling over?

won’t that be a sight?


Bright Bulbs & Sharp Tools


now heaven knows i got one short damn fuse
so come sit down a spell while i light up the room
if walls could talk they’d be know-it-alls
so we live in the sticks
and aren’t some fish you can catch

and it makes my skin crawl
i’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, so what’s the use?
she knew

he flights like hell because he wants to glow
and would tackle the sun to be a bright bulb
i wonder if he’ll wake us up in time

he’s gray and has to hide somewhere in between black and white
‘cause it’s safe, but never was brave
before it’s over
i hope he takes you too

they say attack can be your best defense
and i got mother’s smile
and both my dad’s fists
if john doe escapes, carry his name
and when it’s time to sign
ask where not why

and it makes my blood boil
those black letter days
all their mail just winds up lost

he’s gray and has to hide somewhere in between black and white
‘cause it’s safe, but never was brave
before it’s over
i hope he takes you too

you’ll see whispers in the winter
my temper doesn’t laugh
and every spring, i hear them sing
oh every spring, i hear them sing

if he’s goin’ down
if he’s goin’ under the ground
i hope he takes you too
you too


Coppertank Island


ladies and gentlemen
we are in a little bit of a predicament
he said take your time
but didn't back his words
heroes and holy ghosts
which one of you steps
on the others’ toes
and then risks his neck like
it's a moving target?
you?

was that just you being stubborn?
can't you say pretty please?
wasn't it an eggshell carpet
that brought you to your knees?
if the right built the anchor
and the wrong have set sail
i'm a whale, i'm a well, i'm a whale

busy bees and worry worts

we are not in the business of fireworks
or turning heads
that whistle in the dark
sitting ducks and guinea pigs
are the first to catch word
of straws in the wind don't stop them
remember this it's just two cents
two cents never made you rich

was that just you being stubborn?
can't you say pretty please?
wasn't it an eggshell carpet
that brought you to your knees?
if the right built the anchor
and the wrong have set sail
i'm a whale, I'm a well, I'm a whale
you?

i've shown my white feathers..!

was that just you being stubborn?
can't you say pretty please?
wasn't it an eggshell carpet
that brought you to your knees?
if the right built the anchor
and the wrong have set sail
i'm a whale, I'm a well, I'm a whale


The Greener Grass


when you cry
try not to smile
you could fill up a lake

with the tears of a crocodile
we were too young
to be eating crow
as if I would know

(i’m scared)
11 hours till the electric arcs
(i’m scared)
send scorches through the sky
(i’m scared)
than the whole earth opens wide

and i cannot wait for the earthquake
that buries us in a warm grave
the one-legged race, on our last leg
the will is yours, so just take it

the will is yours
i’d rather find jesus outside of a book
the same thing goes for robin hood

never darken my door again
if opportunity knocks, let’s make him beg
let’s make him beg

yeah, where did you go?
i promise i will kill you right now
oh, where did you go?
bring a match while you feather your nest
yeah, where did you go?
i promise i will kill you right now

you could fill up a lake
with the tears of a crocodile

you lead by the nose and always get lost
(i cannot wait for the earthquake)
we always get lost
(to bury me in a cold grave)

get outta this town
hatchet men yelling timber
will get us chopped down
get outta this hell
off this rusted train track
you still take lying down

so swing us around
while you’re armed to the tooth
keep yourself in the dark
of some deep cobalt blue
so swing us around
by the skin of your teeth
writing us off in invisible ink
so swing us around
while you’re armed to the tooth
keep yourself in the dark
of some deep cobalt blue
so swing us around
by the skin of your teeth
writing us off in invisible ink

you can still find me
between devils and deep blue seas
in the desert’s hands
on a sheet of sand
a dry tidal wave
over my feet of clay
on unfinished glass

looking for greener grass

trying to make the welkin ring
but all my sounds are boomerangs

yeah, where did you go?
i promise i will kill you right now
oh, where did you go?
bring a match while you feather your nest
yeah, where did you go?
i promise you i will kill you right now

not today, not again
dress it up in stolen silver and garbage


Pour The Coal To ‘Er


he headed out to rub elbows with oysters today
what a special little sap to think that pearls fall in your lap
oh lord, saw it comin’ from miles away
from where it’s plain to see
because we have a window seat
and we swore at the top of our lungs

riddle me this
what can you find
that always chews on the bitter end?
riddle me this
in your hindsight
while you ride a white elephant

he headed out with a white flag and axes to grind
what a special little schmuck to decide he’s getting up

oh lord, tried to show you you’re miles away
from where it’s crystal clear
because the fog is living here for now

riddle me this
what can you find
that always chews on the bitter end?
riddle me this
in your hindsight
while you ride a white elephant

we love to live in days way back when
wondering what could have been
if we had a time machine
a cure for cold feet
we might not play these waiting games

riddle me this
what can you find
that always chews on the bitter end?
riddle me this
in your hindsight
while you ride a white...