1.
Sophisticated Rock
2. It Was Only A Dream
3. Where Is The Harmony?
4.
Illumination
5. Consolation (To Those Who Are Sad About The Receding Future)
6.
You Haven't Found It Yet
7. On The Old Street Again
8. Bus
9. Give Me
April Back, Elsie
10. Vic Gets Visceral
SOPHISTICATED ROCK
Bustling in the bathroom she felt like a great digresser
And in the
wordy wind she had the air of a professor
In the blind night he was a hot
sight, she was simply a confessor
All the whippets and the snippets made
an atmosphere of pressure But rock-rock-rock
Rock it all night
Rock-rock-rock it all night
That sophisticated rock IT WAS ONLY A DREAM
You idolized and sympathized
The dashing guise, the flashing eyes
The crashing waves
The simple hush and rainy days
The retiring lads
The simple thoughts of humble cads
The ones you idolize
The peaceful times
you eulogize
The wily ones you criticize
A life crumbles after too many
tries
The hopes are crushed and crystallized You saw these things in dreams,
you see
You say, "Nothing is gonna stop me!
I saw these things in dreams"
WHERE IS THE HARMONY? No one seems to get blamed
When they
become less hopeful
They get a little sadder
And figure out the resignation
in their parents' eyes Where are all the strong ones, baby?
(I told her
in a letter)
Who can I trust?
(No, I never would forget her)
Where is the harmony? You get bogged down by
The hum-drum peasant's play
You say you think that life
Has nothing to offer beyond today As I walk
through this lonely land
I wonder, amidst this misery,
Where are all
the funny moments?
Where is the hope? Where is the harmony? I told
you that I loved you
(I said it in a letter)
I told you that I missed
you
(I said I wouldn't forget her) What's wrong with being hopeful?
In the face of all that's wrong
The rain hits the window
And I try to
find the song Where is the harmony? ILLUMINATION Illuminate
the street of our tiny town
A haven for us, and by some virtue, we imagine
That this village is the best of all worlds. This is the rarest and most extreme
arbor.
We pick the intense fruit and we come together
In this village,
this street, we seek one end: To know that this is all there is, to know
That there is not another meaning under a different sky.
So we come together,
in love, and this understanding. We think nothing of our fears or hopes, we
discard
There's nothing sacred in this night, just an order
A reason,
that we can never understand, though we try so hard
The limits of the
human mind, the human body
We know now what we can never attain …
Only
the simple silence of the settled storm remains. These limits define, in our
small confines
The realm of magic, the realm of imagination
And we, with
this knowledge, will be fine together. CONSOLATION (TO THOSE WHO ARE SAD
ABOUT THE RECEDING FUTURE) I always wished I could quote the right verse
When life dealt me a tragic hand and it couldn't get worse
But it's not over
till they roll out the hearse
Still how smart we can feel! Oh, there's no
need to rehearse! Because you still know that life is a futile play
Where
the actors and plot lines fade into the fray
The curtains come down and the
flood lights go gray
And no one really cares how it ends anyways You can't
avoid Shakespeare's suggestion
That it's not worth the fret
This logic
will be the shelter
In case you get wet Wet with the tears
Wet with
the blood
You can fill up the buckets,
But you can't avoid the mud
It's insane to fight tomorrow, as it rapidly nears
The gleaming arch recedes;
as does time, as do years
So, why cry over the parts of life
When the
whole of it deserves tears? YOU HAVEN'T FOUND IT YET Each challenge
was a potential story
The frowns fell on the bus in Fremont
The UW streets
were soaking wet
She always left, she always left
There's the beauty in
the bash
We do the twirl, the romantic lip
Seattle is a sinking ship
You saw it in the Mona Lisa
In James and the Giant Peach
The Wind in the
Willows
And in Madame Bovary
In the pictures from 1925
A feeling that
you could be truly alive
I know you always thought
You'd learn it in Tibet
But you haven't made the trek
And you haven't found it yet We live our
lives, it's never perfect
We fall asleep with a journal on our chest
Real
estate, medicine, insurance
But we won't lose the dream we had at 15
The
mansion sits behind the gate
We write our story in real estate
We drink
away the time between
The reality and the dream ON THE OLD STREET AGAIN
She stepped off the plane and caught a shuttle to the hill
She didn't
recognize the pile of bricks in her tree-lined community
Seattle is changing,
this ain't what she thought it would be
She now needs some solace, away from
the plastic marquee She says every time I leave, I return to a land full of
strangers
The people are changing, they don't love me here anymore I'm
on the old street again
I'm on the old street again
I'm on the old street
again
And we'll still be here after Babylon falls to rubble She says, "What
is it that drew you to me?
I remember carrying your baby"
He said, "I
loved you and your place on Boston
We partied till parties were gone and we
felt we'd lost them" You were there when I felt empty
You made sure I
was full I'm on the old street again
I'm on the old street again
I'm
on the old street again
And we'll still be here after Babylon falls to rubble
BUS When it's 6:00am in fall
And the bus makes its crawl
See the road through your tired eyes
Rainy nights came and passed you by
The commuters have their headphones on
Face the music but the message is gone
You feel the weight of your aborted plans
You feel the weight of your aborted
plans GIVE ME APRIL BACK, ELSIE So you don't think
That we
should date
You've got other options
We're too young
That's bullshit
Give me April back
Give me April back, Elsie
Don't you remember?
Don't you see?
I turned down other girls to be with you, Elsie First
you call me
Every day
Then you don't
Return my page Give me April
back
Give me April back, Elsie
Don't you remember?
Don't you see?
I turned down other girls to be with you, Elsie I wish you hadn't dumped
me
After I played a great first set
The band didn't like it
When I
busted into "Dreams to Remember"
We weren't quite there yet
But Otis
Redding was the only one I could find
To help me ease my mind Give me
April back
Give me April back, Elsie
Don't you remember?
Don't you
see?
I turned down other girls to be with you, Elsie Give me my youth
back
Give me my life back
While you were wasting my time
I was passing
up other options
I want my options back VIC GETS VISCERAL The
campfire is burning
And the marshmallows are toasted
There's a 40 in the
cooler and
You know he likes the Old English taste
But malt liquor and
park parties
Are no match for love like this
Because he's can't seem to
forget
About the girl he just met Vic gets visceral She doesn't just
play music
She bumps it
She drums on her steering wheel
She works
at the flower shop
By the Pike Place market
He can't help but love it
She's great
He hopes his friends could see to relate Vic gets visceral
He gets home she cooks him dinner
She thinks he's a winner
She loves
it when he buys the occasional rose
She gets a kick out of it, you see
When he pays for something that is free
She's great
He hopes his friends
could see to relate She's on the phone
He's happy and full
They all
love Vic
They think it's a kick
When Vic gets visceral | 
