* all songs written by tom janovitz - inspired by many...
Untitled (for Townes) - instrumental
Tom Janovitz - resonator guitar, moog synth, effects
James Rohr - piano, accordion
Juan Aboites - effectsLike DancingI watched my silly fingers dance
All about the trees in reverie
A taste worth finding next to me
And, friends, you said you'd meet me there.
And what was with that labored talk?
In spite of what you meant to do
The clicking noise graced hints of you
And laid you out in lines so still
I'm sorry that you went away
And left your love way back at home
That's really not your style
But why do you come back so thin?
Stowed away in spaces you'll find
You never caught the early train
Never went to sleep again
Filed inside some great big show - you never were and you never seemed to know
All of the sudden I find your scars
That shown off your breasts at night
I don't care it wasn't right
And I don't think it's right to say anything while you're asleep
Now my fingers tend to stay awake
And recognize when I'm in parts
I write a little at a time
And when I'm bored I'll go back and read it
Yeah I met that guy, I'm pretty sure, at Sarah's place
Never mind his antics, they're only meant to be aimed
I watched my silly fingers dance.
Tom Janovitz - vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitars, effects, tambourine, shaker
Matt Tahaney - electric bass
Larry Dersch - drumsCentral NonsenseShe came on bitter wind with busted guitar string
And asked someone for a cigarette
And after sitting down she said, "more, more, more"
In many there were few - and few and in between
Lovers like them never wanted much
But after him she wanted more, more, more - she cried over, "I want it now"
It started with a pen
Someone to light your way through lyric or just the written word
But after wearing it - it's
How will you fair after the change
Of Central breaking underneath the nerve
Will you remember what's at stake, stake, stake?
Well, you made a mistake
And it's alright
It's time to go home
And disappear
With arms that look like wings
Meaty weaponry and pining is your entire arsenal
What are you wait for? Just...
Admit your fault you have wasted our time
And left behind sounds of your beating heart
But you're still wanting us to give, give, give - you cried over, "I want it now"
They say I stole it all and I can't write
At night I lie awake and feel left inside
This little heart...I still have one.
Tom Janovitz - acoustic guitar, electric guitar, shaker
Scott Janovitz - background vocals
Matt Tahaney - electric bass
Jimmy Ryan - mandolin
Brian King - glockenspielDirtedI'm afraid it's getting dark
Too dark to see too far in front of me
It got so loud as I stepped in
And fell about thirty stories down
It's hard enough to remind
that we're bearing down in the grass
And if both friends bloom in season
We'll tag along a ruby moon
On the next day it went for miles
And we walked into an open house
It was weekend - one time only
Warm sunny day
There was light green paint in the den
And new teak cabinets for the stove
But what the wife liked most were the bay..
Window lights
But it's worn down
It's casting shadows on dirted lawn
And it shakes horribly
In soft winds - it may not do
But the wife wants
Something new
Tom Janovitz - vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, moog synth, tambourine
Scott Janovitz - background vocalsPhaseI made for the woods and I found my stones
It's Jesus you said and he's come for my bones
Well, he's gonna fry and I'll wait my turn
It's all over now there ain't much to scrape - much too late
What does it read and can't hardly wait?
There's sugar in my sins and I'll wait my turn
There's girls on my mind and it's hard to blame when I've got time
There's plenty of choice and time is business and, well, business is good
Now, ain't gonna lie, but I never find my way back home
So follow me friends into outer space where I hide away
You've never seen the moon dance in such a phase - don't let it go
It ain't up to us, but this where we stay
I made for the sky and I found a star
Who's gonna laugh when I'm off the chase? - It's sure gonna be me
It's sure nice to climb, but how do I find my way back home
My way back home
Tom Janovitz - vocals, acoustic guitar, resonator guitar, electric guitar, harmonium, shaker, tambourine
Matt Tahaney - electric bassFollow The VineDarling, it wasn't bad it was broken bones
And they don't want to break hearts
They jumped out too far in the coldest spring
It made such a sweet sound
A gated orchard on this land
And tan angels in a line
With good air to breath and trouble to keep
Away from their stable
Now who will care my angels when I'm gone?
Your father let it slip into the brine
He stole it from the soft wing
Imparted to you and across to an isle
Nothing but a song bird
I carried that aroma aboard my home
Far away from the harm
Nothing is shattered, nothing is fair
Drawn to a dark heart
I'll follow the vine with my eyes
Up to your room straight through the glass
To find your back, up to your ear,
I'll say the truest words
Now, who will care my angels when I'm gone
And keep me in their hearts?
Tom Janovitz - vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, moog synth
Jimmy Ryan - mandolinChances at SeaIt's the first thing that you'll learn
It's your writing hand that shakes
It's your mouth that open wide
And the pain they say it takes to be you
Is the clothes that you wear?
Or the snarl you carry 'round?
That stink, you work so hard
And your feet still touch the ground in the cold cold months
The wind that makes its' way
Through the cracks in the barn
Your hands are swollen blue
And your wife...she loves you.
It don't matter much anymore
The TV's still broke and you're running out of books
The guitar's still missing most it's strings
And the wind it often brings those scary things they call...oooooo
I wondered if you were home
It didn't look as so
I peered and into your room
I tried to find the coat you wear
And it gave me awful dreams
The ones I think are true
They bring the coldest sweats
The kind, they say, that made you a man
There's dried blood on a shovel
In your pad-locked up shed
Those tools you'll never use
For reasons they were clearly meant
And you're running awfully late
The herald sounds the horn
Your chances to the sea
They're making you weak at the knees.
Tom Janovitz, vocals, acoustic guitar, resonator guitar, electric guitars, Erhu, Cello (as bass), percussion, crate reverb noises.
When I LandedI went lower
I went lower
In the cave
In the cave, deepest cave
The darkest things, those things
Screaming all the way down
Wrestle those thoughts and bury them
We'll worry when we land
In the cave
I went lower
Lower than you
I greeted them with a smile
They gave me a sick little bird
Again they paint with sorrow
Along the cold wet stone
Tomorrow...
It's freezing
And I'm blind now
They took me where I was to go
I'm not allowed to speak
I'm never to say another word
Tom Janovitz - vocals, acoustic guitar, resonator guitar, electric guitars, shaker and tambourine
Matt Tahaney - electric bass
Larry Dersch - drumsA CastingI will paint a picture that you like
And I'll do it from my memory
I will hold her inside these strong arms
Yes, I'll hold her until the tears are gone
I will play as long as I can
And I will until you break my heart
I'll be talking to the moon at night
And I'll share you when you're not around
And if you say you cannot stay
Well then darling, you can have your way
I'll be casting off close to dawn
While my real love just seems close to gone
Tom Janovitz - vocals, harmonium, moog synthesizerThe Abducted Family Rose GardenI stopped the rain again to fake
Another day and miles below
The ground it seems to fall away
To married girls and taken men
The mallard makes a dash toward home
To heed the tale of green to sod
And married men to take the fall
When little girls forget to shout
It's hard for them
To shut out the light
That leads back to town
And fills up the room
I said to Ames, "there are lions here
and blood that leads up to the porch"
And all the wicked wands in the world
They couldn't turn this awful mess
Oh come back Rose, I need you most
Before the pack cleans me out
They told me I could find you there
With diamonds fair and fair to sew
Someone will found out
That buried here are echoed voices
Warm light in vain
And shades of you
Tom Janovitz - vocals, acoustic guitarThe TownOut of the wind and up on the hill
I'll find my horse in mud if you will
And I lead him there everyday
I lead him there everyday
Don't make me repeat what I have said
Just meet me after school or else you're dead
And bring me the head of Uncle Dan
Bring me the head of Uncle Dan
We lost them boys out in the storm
The way of the town's people was ruin
The fore and the aft broke apart
Just before the vessel's heart
The inner your light the inner your den
A critical joke around bend
And I'll meet you there at the end of day
I'll meet you there at the end of the day
A form of the naked eyes in the sand
And affirmed by the sound
That ascended up in the wake of a water grave
A light so loud it makes you want to cry
Tom Janovitz - vocals, acoustic guitars, electric guitar, cello
Matt Tahaney - electric bass
Larry Dersch - drums
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