1. |
Get On The Mic
02:14
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Get on the mic
It’s waiting for you
There’s plenty of ears
Now take ‘em to school
Tell us a story
We don’t care if it’s true
Everyone wants to hear it from you
Get on the mic
It’s waiting for you
Everyone wants to hear what you do
Get on the mic or get on your way
We all wanna hear it
But we don’t got all day
Everyone’s screamed to the heavens before
Get on the mic and settle the score
Get on the mic and end the delay
Everyone wants to hear what you say
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2. |
Another Life
05:17
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I’m in another time
I’m in another land
I’m with another love
I have another's hands
I’m full of hopes and feelings
The life that I’d slipped on
It’s all been stolen from me
When I wake up they’re gone
And I can only miss that now that I’ve picked up my mind
And I can only see that life when it’s well left behind
They’ve all been stolen from me
Those moments I lived in
And now I’m back here waiting
Forever locked within
When I’m inside it I can’t hold it
But it’s only real in that moment
What if our whole life’s just the stories we tell ourselves?
Is that all we ever hold on to?
And as I am wrested from the story I thought was mine
I pine for a life that wasn’t true
Isn’t it so nice when the stories we tell ourselves
Collapse into crust for something new
Back in my own time, in my own dreary head again
Gravity’s keeping me in the dew
What if our whole life’s just the stories we tell ourselves?
What are we when the story’s through?
Still dreaming in daylight I’m off in another land
Falling in love with someone new
I’m drifting away awaiting the stories we tell ourselves
Some part of me whispering in my ear
It feels like a lot to be stuck in this head alone
My story so loud it’s all I can hear
I’m in another life
I’m in another time
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3. |
Libraries
04:02
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I was everywhere and nowhere
I was given all too many places to hang my hat
In libraries, in studies
I was given all to many tickets to the track
Families, calamities
I can think of oh so many things I won’t want back
Oh they don’t mean a thing to me now
And if it don’t mean a thing, tell me now
I wonder if I’ll live to see 2080
I could never hold that much virtue in my hand
And if it’s plain to see the way God made me
Why can’t I see his imprint on my tag?
Homilies, anomalies
There’s just all too many things that do not track
Oh it don’t mean a thing to me now
And if it don’t mean a thing, tell me now
It would take a stunning reversal to make up the rest of my life
It’s not inconsequential to say my potential was bright
It’s not my position to say my condition was fine
I made my decision and I’ll have to live with my life
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4. |
Pick Up The Light
02:40
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Don’t talk to me again ’til the morning breaks
I’m giving up on reason, I’m used to that mistake
You’ve got family far and wide
Who are waiting for a sign
You just gotta get to know the dial-tone
I can wander the air tonight
Sift through the signs that they gave me
I can pick up the light if you tired
There’s so much of it lately
So after you lie down I’m waiting for the dawn
I’m talking with the stars, prattling on
You’re talking in your sleep
And I’m trying to learn to speak
I’ll never get my answer if I never make a squeak
Someone gave me the password to the night
Now I’m hearing it faintly
I can carry your light if you are tired
There’s so much of it lately
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5. |
Yellow Potion
02:05
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The wading pool isn’t open in the wintertime
There’s a $2000 fine
If you should choose to dive
Fear not if you’re the kind that fears a lot
I’ll show you what I brought
A Slurpee and a slingshot
All the thoughts that you stuffed inside your head
Do you miss any of them
As you fall away from your bed
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6. |
Why Guys Fly
03:30
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Do you know why guys fly?
Seasons file themselves away
Making dust of everything
Nothing means nothing without spring
Sadder days are laughing
Do you hear them sing?
Do you know why guys fly?
Every year’s a stack of hay
Sifting cupfuls everyday
I’m so rich in time
Walking through the eye of a hurricane
I wasn’t giving up, I just had too much luck
I thought of trading up
I never thought that you couldn’t build anew
If you wanted to
I wasn’t giving up, I just had too much luck
I thought of trading up
Until a state of grace, laughing in my face
Up and blew away
Do you know why guys fly?
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7. |
To My Only Love
03:36
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There are days I don’t get out and there are days for sun
There are minutes, hours, and weeks when there is nothing but
Unforgiving words a-nestling up in my head
And there are months and seasons when there’s only love instead
So when I’m full and need to pour out every beam in me
That’s the time when I will run to my only love
There are looks and glances from the strangers in the park
They look as if they know that I wish I was in the dark
And there are many times when I wish I could say hello
And introduce myself though there is nothing good to show
But the tides will turn again
Of that I’m well aware
So when the tide is high I’ll put my sail into the air
And I will say “I’ll see you there” to my only love
Every day is slightly shorter than the day before
Every door I open just reveals another door
But every step I take does surely land upon the floor
So who am I to think that I should want to ask for more?
I would like to let go of the hunger that I feel
How can such a rich boy still be so inclined to steal?
The daytime surely doesn’t feel the need to steal the night
So why do I still feel as if I have to use my might
To steal attention and reflect it to my only love
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8. |
Static
02:31
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It was a bit of a blur
Only static was sounding
I couldn’t feel a thing stirring
So it grew to a pounding
I thought I had an assignment
I was wound up and aimed
I thought if I could refine it
That I could make some headway
But I could never hold on to
Or put in my pocket
What will never wait on you
If you try to unlock it
Ever time that I will cherish
Perish the thought
I never had a hand in planning the plot
It was a bit of a blur
How will turned to were/whirr
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9. |
Lucky You
05:36
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I got the letter you sent to me
For my birthday one month late
I had forgotten entirely
And your words rang like bells in me
I had the feeling you were with me
That I’d missed so greatly
You wear the medals of all your charms
You have earned a golden star
How long does it take for you to get home on your commute?
Do ya make it through a whole record or do you finish it at home?
What’s the time say on your phone?
On your watch, on your stove?
Is it one or two o’clock?
Is it three or four time zones? I forgot
I forget a lot
But I never forgot
How you looked at me just like you always do
When you visit in my mind’s eye
And you looked at me just like you always knew
That one day would be the right time
And I know you love your man a lot
I think he’s great, don’t get me wrong
But if one day he was gone
I will come and take you on
I had the feeling your feelings would all turn back
Like the clocks in the fall turn daylight black
I had the feeling my feelings were always blank
That contradiction was always beyond my grasp
But I had a feeling
I had a feeling you had a feeling too
Lucky you
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10. |
If Ever It Was
02:20
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We had the time of our lives if ever it was a time
If ever we were alive we had the time of our lives
There was the greatest gift if ever there was a gift
If anyone ever gives there was the greatest gift
I woke up on the right side of the bed
If ever there was a bed I’ll wake up again
There was a lovely song if ever it was a song
If anyone ever sings there was a lovely song
We had good luck if ever it was our luck
If ever it was good we did good enough
We all had fun if ever it was fun
Unless we been had we had a good run
We had the time of our lives if ever it was a time
If ever we were alive we had the time of our lives
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Fir Vancouver, British Columbia
Spencer Schoening writes and sings songs in this weeks episode of bandcamp
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