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Wake Up, Paradox
01:09
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Here I am, this is me, I’m alive, don’t you see
Made of stars, energy, but my soul isn’t free
I can’t lie, I won’t die, even though you thought I’d try
On the chest, on the lips, in the head, what you said
Sleeping late, stay awake, hypocrite, seem to make
Try to smile, it’s all fake, this is more than I can take
Close my eyes, yell SURPRISE, memories start to rise
On the chest, on the lips, in the head, won’t you…
Breathe
Breathe out
Scared to find there might be nothing more than right now
Push
Pull out
Breathe in
Why
Or why not
Breathe
Scared to find there might be nothing more than right now
Here I am, this is me, and you get, what you see
Nothing less, nothing more, help me up, unsteady
I can’t lie, I won’t die, even though you thought I’d try
On the chest, on the lips, in the head, what you said
Fall back down, come around, everything is broken now
Fix me up, make me stand, do your best, take my hand
Close my eyes, yell SURPRISE, memories start to rise
On the chest, on the lips, in the head, won’t you…
Breathe
Breathe out
Push out
Breathe in
Why not
Breathe out
Scared to find there might be nothing more than right now
Here I am, this is me, I’m alive, don’t you see
Made of stars, energy, but my soul isn’t free
I can’t lie, I won’t die, even though you thought I’d try
On the chest, on the lips, in the head, what you said
Sleeping late, stay awake, hypocrite, seem to make
Try to smile, it’s all fake, this is more than I can take
Close my eyes, yell SURPRISE, memories start to rise
On the chest, on the lips, in the head, what you said
Fall back down, come around, everything is broken now
Fix me up, make me stand, do your best, take my hand
Close my eyes, yell SURPRISE, memories start to rise
On the chest, on the lips, in the head, won’t you…
Can’t you…
Can’t you…
Breathe
Breathe out
Scared to find there might be nothing more than right now
Push
Pull out
Breathe in
Why
Or why not
Breathe
Scared to find there might be nothing more than right now
Scared to find there might be nothing more than right now
Scared to find there might be nothing more than right now
Scared to find there might be nothing more than right now
Right now, right now
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3. |
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Envelope calculations break down, those calculations break down
Everyone feels so snug in their beds, so many people snug in their beds
Malfunctions eat the skyline, there’s a fire that eats the skyline
Grab the kids, grab the keys, grab the food, grab the gun, grab the dog, grab the booze, and hide from the blast
Try to run, try to hide, try to flinch, try to fall, try to fight, try to live, and hide from the blast
Shield their eyes, shield their face, shield their ears, shield their mouths, shield their skin, shield their clothes, and hide from the blast
Hide your fear, hide your pain, hide your cries, hide your tears, hide your hate, hide your death, from the kids
Freaks and the geeks and the punks and the bores and the losers and the drunks and the bottom feeding whores
They wanted to see and they wanted to fry and they wanted to die and they wanted it today
Freaks and the geeks and the punks and the bores and the losers and the drunks and the bottom feeding whores
In the brightest light is the darkest shadow, covered eyes but the hands are hollow
Freaks and the geeks and the punks and the bores and the losers and the drunks and the bottom feeding whores
You know hope is a terrible thing, it holds you, and crushes you, and keeps you down
Freaks and the geeks and the punks and the bores and the losers and the drunks and those motherfucking whores
Hanging on a thread of what they wanted (asked for)
It’ll take more than a wing and a prayer (to get us back)
Hanging on a thread of what they wanted (asked for)
It’ll take more than a wing and a prayer (to get us back)
Hanging on a thread of what they wanted (asked for)
It’ll take more than a wing and a prayer (to get us back)
Hanging on a thread of what they wanted (asked for)
It’ll take more than a wing and a prayer (to get us back)
Hanging on a thread of what they wanted (asked for)
It’ll take more than a wing and a prayer (to get us back)
Hanging on a thread of what they…
Envelope calculations break down, those calculations break down
Everyone feels so snug in their beds, so many people snug in their beds
Malfunctions eat the skyline, there’s a fire that eats the skyline
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You think you know about their friends
You think you know about their ways
You think you know about their lives
But where are they runnin
Where are they runnin to?
They think you tried to save yourself
They think you tried to leave this time
They think you tried to track them down
But why are you lying
And who are you lying to?
BRING DOWN
Your hand
THOUGHTS OF
Your chance
BLOOD WORK
BRING DOWN
Your hand
THOUGHTS OF
Your chance
BLOOD WORK
BRING DOWN
Your hand
THOUGHTS OF
Your chance
BLOOD WORK
You think you know where they went
You think you know how they left
You think you know why they fled
But where are they runnin
Where are they runnin to?
They think you tried to hide somewhere
They think you tried to break away
They think you tried to clean the wound
But why are you lying
And who are you lying to?
Where are they runnin
Where are they runnin to?
Where are they runnin
Where are they runnin to?
Flame in the fire you tried to keep alive
While you sat alone and had to close your eyes
Death stole your breath before you realized
Most you could forget was when the moth took to flight
Flame in the fire you tried to keep alive
While you sat alone and had to close your eyes
Death stole your breath before you realized
Most you could forget was when the moth took to flight
BRING DOWN
THOUGHTS OF
BLOOD WORK
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5. |
A Drawbridge Martyr
02:57
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I don’t wanna know
I don’t wanna know what I said
I don’t wanna know what you thought
I don’t wanna know how you felt when you tried to sleep and
I don’t wanna think
I don’t wanna think that I lied
I don’t wanna think that you tried
I don’t wanna think that I’m okay because I’m not and
I don’t wanna be
I don’t wanna be the enemy
I don’t wanna be your specialty
I don’t wanna be what I’ve become when you’re set free and
I don’t wanna feel
I don’t wanna feel the hurt inside
I don’t wanna feel the pain I cried
I don’t wanna feel the knives tonight and how deep they cut
Somebody please tell me what to do
Somebody please tell me what to do
I’m okay, I’ll be fine
I’m okay
Hate to admit that I'm wrong but I know it
There's pain inside and you show it
My actions were done and subconscious
Felt right at the time but I knew it was nonsense
I'm at a struggle with your heart
And really don’t know what could have pushed me that far
But I know I can't take back what I did
But I'll do whatever it takes for you to forgive
I know it's a long shot
Don't wanna lose ya, you're all that I got
Hurting you so it was never in the plot
But I'm here to right my wrong and bring ya pain to a stop
Hope it's not too late, hope you haven't closed that gate
Your impact on my life, it just can't be replaced
I wish could go back in time but I can't
But I will show you today that I can make a change
Let’s go
Crickets in the sunlight, we stop and fight
Like crickets in the sunlight, we stop and fight
Crickets in the sunlight, we stop and fight
Like crickets in the sunlight, we stop and fight
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6. |
Blinds
05:33
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The blinds stay shut!!
I force myself to smile
Sometimes it’s so hard, to force a smile
You think that everything is just fine
But nothing seems right inside
You’ll never know how it feels
Or how long those nights, seem to take
And all you’ll hear, is that junk
And you can keep thinking, I’m just fine
You’ll never know what you did
I’ll never let you know, how this stung
I’ll keep on faking when you’re around
And you’ll keep on thinking I’ve been found
I try to keep the blinds shut
I don’t like to let, the inside in
The curtains are drawn as tight as they can
But the voices seem to start, over again…
I’ve carried this for so long
Somedays I don’t know, what’s in store
But the machine, helps face the night
When everything starts to feel alright
The words start to sting more
Living in your fantasy, everyday
The rain should come, and wash away
All the colors, that you paint
Let me be alone this once
Let me lie under, the covers of my thoughts
Just give me space, some time to think
And listen to the sound, of time slowing down
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the…
My words don’t come out right
I clench my fist, and try again
You don’t notice what I’ve said
Just ignore my voice, and hang your head
Your colors are see-thru
I always thought I wanted you to know
How hard it was, to carry on
But now I see, your vanity
I swallowed what you fed me
And then made sure, those blinds were shut
The curtains were drawn as tight as they could
But the voices seem to start, all over again
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Burned in a fire, buried in the sand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the hand
Locked down deep inside or clenched in the…
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7. |
Coffin Filled With Stars
03:24
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I tried so hard, so hard
But nothing felt right, felt right
Covered myself with dust, with dust
So I could feel alive, alive
I’m frozen in time, in time
My words get trapped in ice, in ice
Open them up and find, and find
A coffin filled with stars, stars
Operator don’t drop the line
Please don’t disconnect the line
Don’t transfer me again
’Cause all I want to do is DANCE!
All I wanted to do was dance
On the backs of your angels
All I wanted to do was dance
On the backs of your angels
It doesn’t matter what you said
It doesn’t matter what you did
The only thing you know that matters
And what really matters
Is what you do right now
It doesn’t matter what you said
It doesn’t matter what you did
The only thing you know that matters
And what really matters
Is what you do right now
It doesn’t matter what you said
It doesn’t matter what you did
The only thing you know that matters
And what really matters
Is what you do right now
It doesn’t matter what you said
It doesn’t matter what you did
The only thing you know that matters
And what really matters
Is what you do right now
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Dance Hall Loser
04:38
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Once upon a time, a king gave a feast. And there came the most beautiful princesses of the realm. Now, a soldier, who was standing guard, saw the king's daughter go by. She was the most beautiful one, and he immediately fell in love with her. But what could a poor soldier do when it came to the daughter of the king? Well, finally, one day, he managed to meet her, and he told her that he could no longer live without her. The princess was so impressed by his strong feelings that she said to the soldier: "If you can wait 100 days and 100 nights under my balcony, then at the end of it, I shall be yours." Damn! The soldier immediately went there and waited one day. And two days. And ten. And then twenty. And every evening, the princess looked out of her window, but he never moved. During rain, during wind, during snow, he was always there. The bird shat on his head, and the bees stung him, but he didn't budge. After ninety nights, he had become all dried up, all white, and the tears streamed from his eyes. He couldn't hold them back. He no longer had the strength to sleep. All that time, the princess watched him. And on the 99th night, the soldier stood up, took his chair, and went away.
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Kenritsudaigaku
03:58
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Lying in bed with the glass doors open
The rain falls fast and the rain falls hard
I can hear their tires in puddles
Two stories down below
Its sometime just after midnight
And people are talking in different tongues
I can see that hotel sign
Where my son thought Spiderman used to live
I can hear the train on its tracks
Clicking through the station as it rolls past
When we didn’t know who was who
We gave everyone a secret name
The graveyard is up on the hill
Resting next to the Admiral’s house
The world used to call them the war machine
But times have since changed
Lost in the streets of a foreign place
That felt like home
Drifting backward through the thoughts of a foreign place
That felt like home
Cars drive on the opposite side in this foreign place
That felt like home
Thanks for the nostalgia from that photograph
That felt like home
In this neighborhood we called home
A fabric of our lives was left behind
Turning the corners, we waved and smiled
Always knowing that we’d never be them
Walking away from my favorite spot
The hidden alleyways lead me home
Hands in my pockets and ear to the ground
This side of the world has a soft soft sound
I can hear the train on its tracks
Clicking through the station as it rolls past
When we didn’t know who was who
We gave everyone a secret name
The graveyard is up on the hill
Resting next to the Admiral’s house
The world used to call them the war machine
But times have since changed
Lost in the streets of a foreign place
That felt like home
Drifting backward through the thoughts of a foreign place
That felt like home
Cars drive on the opposite side in this foreign place
That felt like home
Thanks for the nostalgia from that photograph
That felt like home
Brought something back from the highest peak
A memento that can never be lost
Different people, different clothes
Different languages, different schools
Different cultures, different foods
The lessons we learned were gold
When it was time to say goodbye
We realized then that it was never ours
I can hear the train on its tracks
Clicking through the station as it rolls past
When we didn’t know who was who
We gave everyone a secret name
The graveyard is up on the hill
Resting next to the Admiral’s house
The world used to call them the war machine
But times have since changed
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10. |
Vacant Skies
05:32
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He said, he had to go now
But he wouldn’t listen to what they said
She cried, he had to stop now
But he didn’t understand what she meant
They laughed, he’s all done now
But he couldn’t care less what they thought
I yelled, just let him go now
But it shouldn’t matter what I said
He said he’d want to go
And I know he’d want to go
And she hoped he wouldn’t go
He’s busy talking on the phone
He said he’d want to go
And I know he’d want to go
And she hoped he wouldn’t go
He’s busy talking on the phone
So he pushed her to the side, knocking over the empty wine bottle, picked up the gun, put it to his head, and there was a scream from the other side of the room as he pulled the trigger and joined the rest of the lost souls swimming around in the vacant skies
For the days when your skin feels inadequate
And you want to escape from it
When you've scrutinized every fiber of your being and want to trade in your reflection
Eyes are red like stop signs
But can't slow down tears as they speed down your cheeks
For the lonely times
When you can't find friends
In the classroom, hall, or your home
The times when you don't fit in, and they tell you to cut yourself down to be like everyone else
Society calling you caterpillar because you have yet to metamorphous into these half-clones
And for the times when you feel like an outcast
When you find disgrace looking in the mirror
And feel you deserve what they give you for simply being
Remember to be a lion
Let them know that you can stand alone because you have no fear
Make everything in the room quake and wonder at how you could be yourself so boldly
And have no shame
Stalk the earth like you are entitled to it and refuse to hide
Hug yourself late at night when you have to
Fight when you need to
Let nobody drag you through the mud
Command respect
And love yourself enough not to accept anything less than what you really deserve
Because you deserve so much better
He said, it’s all over now
But she didn’t believe he meant it
She screamed, she’d take it back now
But he didn’t believe she meant it
He said, it’s all over now
But she didn’t believe he meant it
She screamed, she’d take it back now
But he didn’t believe she meant it
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11. |
Autosuggestion
03:25
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ONE lie to tell yourself makes
TWO ways you want to prove that
THREE times you fell so short with
FOUR chances you had to fix your
FIVE lies that cursed all those
SIX angels now left to die with
SEVEN tears raining down on
EIGHT houses where children sleep
What you are and what you keep
Are tattered and torn souvenirs
Where you hide and where you sleep
Are crumpled and stained memories
What you are and what you keep
Are tattered and torn souvenirs
Where you hide and where you sleep
Are crumpled and stained memories
Photographs, and sentiments
A song about me, but it sounds like you
ONE lie to tell yourself makes
TWO ways you want to prove that
THREE times you fell so short with
FOUR chances you had to fix your
FIVE lies that cursed all those
SIX angels now left to die with
SEVEN tears raining down on
EIGHT houses where children sleep
What you are and what you keep
Are tattered and torn souvenirs
Where you hide and where you sleep
Are crumpled and stained memories
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12. |
What Was Mine
03:11
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I believed in you
And everything you said
And everything you felt
My everything was you
I believed in you
And everything you said
And everything you felt
My everything was you
I believed in you
And everything you said
I remember what was mine
What was mine is gone
I remember how it tastes
And how it tastes is gone
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Yellow #1 Lynn, Massachusetts
Yellow #1 was Brian Paone’s first band. The music of Yellow #1 was intended to have the whimsical flavor of synth-pop bands, with the lyrical integrity and vocal intensity of metal bands. Combining the two polar opposites into one sound, made for a very debatably interesting album. Their debut album, "Bottle Of Rain," was recorded and released in 1996. ... more
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