CALIFORNIA

I woke up in Salinas and I took my pills
Pointed the rental to the coast
I left a menace in the steady hills
kept to the road I knew the most

there's plenty of room for all your ghosts
plenty of room for all your ghosts in California

I fucked the married girls of Monterrey
I sucked the dicks of route 1 south
I could see that Bixby Bridge would fall someday
given the motions of our mouths

but there's plenty of time to sort it out
plenty of time to sort it out in California

I found the engine open like you said
I tracked the mercy legend overhead
tended survivors and buried my dead
it came to nothing
it came to nothing in California

something inside me said stick to the maps 
but I came to leave my blind spot here
I met an angel in a Big Sur tourist trap
but I came to leave my blind spot here

amognst the graves and in the truest face
amongst the graves and in the truest face
in California
in California



OH NO

I'm gonna finish it
I'm gonna go away
I'm gonna take it there
I'm gonna bring it in

I'm gonna turn it down
I'm gonna turn it down
I'm gonna turn it down
I'm gonna tell her yes 
but not today
oh no 
not today

I'm gonna 
I'm gonna go away
I'm gonna bring it in
I'm gonna bring it in

I'm gonna turn it down
I'm gonna turn it down
I'm gonna turn it down
I'm gonna tell her yes
but not today
oh no 
not today



In Keeping With the Machine

something is rotten
thrown it away
get at me after
nothing is left

town heads are bent and gathered
nothing is said
sort of missed the disaster 
I bet you did

in keeping with the machine
in keeping with the machine
in keeping with the machine
in keeping with the machine

I ain't forgotten
but I am fine
given time 
given light

out comes another reason 
for hiding us
love it arrives and leaves us 
standing up

in keeping with the machine
in keeping with the machine
in keeping with the machine
in keeping with the machine

we don't have a rich history
we ain't figured easy out
deep in dirges we've only heard about
I don't want to see you here
I don't want to freak you out
but I don't know how to help

in keeping with the machine
in keeping with the machine
in keeping with the machine


OVER IT

After such a week
the pressure stopped
it's snowing up in the Bronx

push it back from my desk
up and under my knees
they don't give me the money to deal

and I am over it 
I am over it

but they don't give me no shit
they ain't chased me down
they ain't scared me in years

she all up in my face
cum all up in my jeans
just in town for the new year

and I am over it
I am over it

but they don't give me no shit
they don't give me no life
they don't give me no STDs
they don't give me an A for Effort

and I am over it
I am over it

but they don't give me no shit
but they don't give me no shit



END OF THE TOUR

don't speak the language not right here
you get the desperate tease
but I am thankful for my needs
I bring the big love with me

and I will be with you
I will be with you
I will be with you soon
I will be with you
I will be with you
I will be with you at the end of the tour

don't seek the forest not like me
I wasted it all on the trees
but I am hopeful of my scene
I bring the weather with me

and I will be with you
I will be with you
I will be with you soon
I will be with you
I will be with you
I will be with you at the end of the tour

and if fixing this dissonance
is such a chore today 
than I cannot wait
I cannot wait to hear you say

I will be with you etc.




PULL

into the canyon, into the below
dinky savior in the buffalo
had a solution long ago
but until it says something, I'm gonna let it go

one arm dancing, the other on the wall
I don't fear the void but I respect it's call
if anyone's listening I do not know
I gotta say something – I gotta say something though

I'm in love
I don't need anything else
my heart is tired from being so full
when you pull I will go
i'm dying to see what you know

can't tell what's hurting, I can't get fast enough
you can sorta scamper, but you can't really run
can't tell what it took out, but I can feel the hole
it must have been something, must have been something cold

I'm in love
etc.

I didn't feel anxious, I didn't feel alone
but everything's a souvenir when you just get so low
and ditches don't dig themselves oh no no no
I think I'm just going, I think i'm just going home

I'm in love etc




I'M NOT

they could see you waiting
they could see you in the car
only for a moment 
picking light from different starts
I could feel your disappointment
nobody can see the fun but you
party to annoying couples
deep into the night we ditch the group

and the world is part of it
and your friends are part of it
and your brother is part of it
and the kids you love are lost at sea but I'm not
but i'm not

almost at the bus stop
skipping ink in your tattoo
tick a little box for something
something you've been meaning to do
get me when the river is frozen
nobody can see the sun but you
look at where the footprints started,
trace it back to your youth

and the world is part of it
and your friends are part of it
and the dude you like it part of it
and your enemies are building legacies but I'm not
but i'm not

 I was in the park last weekend
you would not believe
the way the ground had sussed out
tired and wet and stretched out
made of everything
but we don't gotta do this right now
nobody can be the sun but you
i'm calling from a different orbit 
but all I wanna do is to fall into you

and the world is part of it
and your friends are part of it
and your therapist is part of it
and the truth I know is hard to see but I'm not
but i'm not

​


ARCHES

i'm sending you pictures of arches
I find on my phone
a bridge to some memory
a gate to some home
a place we've been to together
a place in our minds

a place we can agree on
to cultivate the edge on
something like a design

excited calm
a tide divine
the park at night
we there we fine

I'm looking at pictures of arches
I find on my wall
I find them in books on my table 
they're showing up in things that I draw
I think they are things that you leave here
I think they're alive

I ain't found them all yet
and we ain't been out west yet
but I have seen us arrive

excited calm
a tide divine
the park at night
we there we fine

arches stand in front of you 
the land that let the flood through
the rock that held on

excited calm etc




ANALOG

you said you remember the smudges and the thirst
it took you to Plainview,
it cast your visage on the side of the garage
your friend said “oh, that's analog”

a dot is an eye now
watching the sky now

first things first prune it down
and keep it in the light
get some tape, get some eyes
get yourself to bed when the ugly thing arrives
the press will call it analog

a dot is an eye now
approaching the sky now
a dot is an eye now
we keep it alive now
that's all we can do now
we keep it alive now

you love the way it looks
you love the things it leaves
you love the feel of crumpled drapes
you love the things it makes you hot for
the way it fucks with my computer

classic signs of analog

a dot is an eye now etc




TRUMP SIGNS

a group of old white men in front of a starbucks
carrying trump signs
a helpless stretch of front lawns in suburban ohio
stuck with trump signs

I was out running
I ran on
I ran under trump signs in midtown
when I saw it coming I gripped the sides of my head
hidden in anger I guess

but I do no longer
and I do have a little less to say
I do, hesitant and dangerous that way

here once was where we cast our set to rely on
numbers and front lines
a boarded several mile stretch of where ever now
its own kind of trump sign 

I was out running
I ran on
I ran under trump signs in midtown
when I saw it coming I gripped the sides of my head
hidden in anger I guess

I do no more
I do

I was out running
I ran on
I ran under trump signs in midtown
when I saw it coming I gripped the sides of my head
hidden in anger and thankful for anything I do


ERASER

hey 
hey
hey 
are awake
I love it here
I want to stay
I can see you 
but I'm afraid
after memory
what remains?

hey 
hey
are you awake
leave me something to chase 
don't just erase
erase
eraser

erase
erase
eraser