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   ALBUM NAME: Vim and Push

 

 

   RELEASE DATE: February 7th, 2010

 

   SONGS:


1. Ice & Heights
2. Mixing with Mary
3. Rails in California
4. Caged in Cleveland
5. Oranges
6. Gigantic Reasons
7. Masked Actors
8. Cheap & Pretty
9. Bigger & Better Than Before
10. Melinda Bright
11. Seven Sad Sorrows


ICE AND HEIGHTS

Darlene was a fiend for the game
She danced in the room
She seems indefensible
It's wholly contestable
But I feel sorry for her sometimes
I don't know why she drains the wine

Darlene always speaks in paragraphs
She's got a husband, I've heard
But we can't do the math
I guess they married at 19
Then she got lost in the scene
She changed her look over the years

I think the bar was hoppin'
She was something else on the dance floor

She said she was alone
But we stayed up playing with coasters
We made paper airplanes
We played some drinking games
I could tell she was lost
She let her sentences trail off

Darlene is a daredevil in her mind
She's courageous and plain
She's punching at the rain
I think there were drugs involved
But I could never tell

Why did I ever try to help her?
She was just lost and lonely and bitter
And the ones who loved her
Were no better
Since she pushed them away

I guess she's doing better now
But I haven't seen her since we kissed

MIXING WITH MARY

Sometime I feel like being salty, and hanging with the salty crowd
I hang out near that old abandoned airplane hanger
We talked about Jamaica, me and Mary
And how we wished we could spend more nights on the tarmac
She said do away with expectations
And all those vague permutations of dreams
You are just playing out a tired scene
Did we ever think it was enough?

She would always bring up arcane subjects
When she was waiting for the waiter
She said I love the way the bottle looks
It's so big and comforting

I guess it's boring to call it a drinking game
The results are always the same
You win, you lose, you feel drained
All those big brains she tried to beat
Just kind of felt sorry for her

I think she has a list of novelists
She said she'd like to be with
But they just keep slippin' away

That writer, what's his name?
He had a stack of novels
And a list of girls he'd like to claim
But they were always waiting
As he was demonstrating his might
How long has it been since he talked your ear off?
He told you such beautiful things
Before he disappeared into the night

There are words that come up in books
And phrases that come up in articles
That never happen in real life
But you could blame your homeroom class
Or you could chew the scenery
But you'll still be the same
Still be the same
With the clock still ticking
And the frame still shifting
To another frame

RAILS IN CALIFORNIAN

You guys came in from California
You had drugs and things like that
But I was not interested
Though I thought your uncle, the sax player, was a pretty cool cat
You were always so strange at parties
It was like I didn't know you
I'm glad you had the cash when I wanted to leave

So why do you go away when you know you'll come back?
There was that time you said you grab your back pack
And disappear and never return
That's a hell of bridge to burn
Bridget still wants to talk to you
She feels like you sort of left her stranded
She thinks you might disappear once last time

I think of all the energy I wasted
Trying to guess what move you'd make
You were just bluffing and I didn't call it
Here we are, still with the shake
I think you like the good stuff
But you're still not being straight
Maybe I'll see you in two weeks
When we come up to the lake

CAGED IN CLEVELAND

There were all those large homes
It started with the chrysalis
Like a cocoon
You had heavy make-up on
And we drove along the boulevard

Dude, you can't see the trees
You can only feel the soft breeze
Man, I can't remember Cleveland trips
Except in starts and fits

She had a heavy head and she looked so sweet
I preferred her during the night
Because all day she liked to sleep
We talked a while about our dreams
Now she's throwing rocks into the streams

ORANGES

Oranges in bowls
Lucid episodes
You're always so creative

Hey Amber
Go longer
I need you complicated

I got the Bible and it keeps my drinks up
I lost my coaster
When I sold it to the corner pup

Apples in bowls
Barrooms and braces
Someone told me about communion

A reason
A compote
I think we can mingle like the fruit juice

God was out there in the street today
God was putting boards on windows
God was sticking out his big toe
God was confusing his followers

I was him on the slopes looking for powder
Why didn't you see him?
I guess you had to be there

GIGANTIC REASONS

Please keep me out of it if you plan to tell your family.
You need to just be reasonable.
I'm not recruiting for the army.
I just want you to run away with me.
Is that so damn scary?
You can tell them why later.
You can be a creator,
Since this will be the first time you don't color in the lines.
I got a clear canvas.
It's already signed.
But now we can fill it up with colors.
It can be lacquered and molded and hung.

You had gigantic reasons for the things you said.
And people told you to not be so dramatic.
But you were whispering, since that was more compelling,
When you brought your hands to rub the back of my head.
And it was death-like and stone-like sometimes.
We didn't cheat, we played straight.
We lined up ourselves with the vision.
We said, from here until the end, we can see a straight line.

You see, it will feel best if we are running away.
Like we got some place important to be.
That's better than this.
I like that idea.
I'm having trouble fleshing out the scene.
I know it is bright.
But I can't put my finger on exactly which way we should travel.
I heard North was cold, I heard South was hot.
I don't know what I want, but I know I don't want what I got.
You got, you got all that stuff.
All that stuff you've been saving up.
You were doing that job for two months and then it just sort of carried you away.
You felt you were a poet but you did your tax return.
I can't believe you actually knew what you earned.
You got all that stuff you wrote.
Not sure how you'll put a value on that.

MASKED ACTORS

There were lots of pats on backs
These guys always ate it up
They always felt better
With girls stuffed into their car
Looking for the next bar

All the kids were far from home
It's great to feel that kind of alone
The other kind sucks
I think it has to do with duration
Or some kind of safety net

She put her head on my shoulder
I started feeling so much older
I knew the hours were limited
For me to just sit there and hold her

We were masked actors
We were naïve but we were bright
The night was so cold
And I was glad she came in close

Our friends could never get along
So we had to cut ourselves off
We had to hang with out-of-work actors
We had to put on second-rate masks

I lost a whole bunch of sleep
I really felt bad when she was in the other room
And I could hear her weep
I don't think that was in the script

So I tripped a few times
That was so embarrassing

It took a lot out of me
When she asked me to leave
I had so many lines
Stuck up my sleeve

Didn't care for charity
Didn't even need the warmth
Just wanted to make sure
We lined up our ideals

Just a couple of masked actors

CHEAP AND PRETTY

All us boys have been boys for years
We found ourselves with empty beers
The beer spilled on the floor while the band played
We sang while the water sprayed

We're gonna build a wall
And add some order to the chaos
From the park we see the city
The pink lights make it cheap and pretty
(Cheap and pretty, cheap and pretty)

Mary says she'll call me
She wants two stiff rum-and-cokes
There's always music and mythology
When she preaches gospel before me

I saw her on the street
She was with her shady man
He was with his shady lady
They drank on top of buildings back on New Year's
They came back together for MLK
Friday key party, beers and cheers

BIGGER & BETTER THAN BEFORE

There is a billboard by the highway
The freeway used to be a motorway
We work the jobs so we can live
We can put food on the table
This is something better and bigger than before
(Better and bigger than before)
Maybe we can get drunk
And fall back on the floor
The city needs some glue from me and you
(Better and bigger than before)

I aimed at perfection
I was your coach and you were apt
Did the dimebags get you higher?
I aimed at quelling your fear and drying your tears
That guy you used to chase always ditched you
He thought he was too good
Let's keep it casual, you'd say
But someone got you a job that paid

I'm not doing this for anyone else
I do it since I've always done it
You asked if I might streamline
When we played hopscotch with the waterline
But I said I'll always be diversified
I swear I said it, I didn't lie
It was what you wanted, too, I'm sure
(Bigger and better than before)

MELINDA BRIGHT

It was cold and we were walking
There was snow on the window sill
It was difficult, the way we felt
It was winter and there was ice

She said she always felt it
No matter how hard she suppressed it
She was deferring but still dreaming
And those angels were demurring

Are you alright?
Is there snow outside your window?
Are you alright, Melinda Bright?

She blasted out the radio
She lost herself in stereo
She gave way to more mature things
I know she starts to feel things

And she hates it when she feels things
She's tracing the downy flakes in rings
She's trying to influence the snow
Watch all the feelings blow, blow, blow

Are you alright?
Is there snow outside your window?
Are you alright, Melinda Bright?

SEVEN SAD SORROWS

I've been horsewhipped and time bound by mimic devotion
I've been saddled by labor and I'm done with emotions
I've been laid out on the trail
For someone to steal

In the ablest hour of martinis and magic
I looked for the dullest to avoid the tragic
And brake by the end of the hail
For an hour on the wheel

Behind the white horse when no one was listening
I moved for a moment, saw her eyes glistening
Like a dying tree listing, it fails
To recover its feel

One and two, you got rocked
Three and four, you got lost
Five and six, you were done
Lost in seven sad sorrows, son

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