The Blind King

 

Song Lyrics and MP3s

 

Songs from “thesilentwheel” (1st album, recorded and released as Aqueduct)

 

 

Before Then   mp3

 

When you wake with a start and your arms are asleep

And she’s left in the night with her things

Will you think of the time we made time stand still

And cried, and lied, no regrets

 

Hope you call me up before then

Before it’s all washed out to sea

Before you wake up to a note on the door

Hope you call me up before then

 

Hmmm, hmmm (verse)

 

Now you finger your sleeve

As the evening drones on

And notice a fly in your drink

You think of the time

Forget what she said

And cry, and lie, and regret

 

Hope you call me up before then

Before it’s all washed out to sea

Before you wake up to a note on the door

Hope you call me up before then

Hope you call me up before then

Hope you call me up before then

 

 

New Strings   mp3

 

Got new strings on my guitar

It’s like I’m back from war

And there’s just so much more

To life than you and yours

 

Got this old tattoo

Reminds me of you

You and that old song

We used to think was really great

 

Now I got a love

It just might even last

I’m not thinking about you at all

Or was it just last night

Your shadow crossed my wall

Was it just last night

Your shadow paid a call

 

Now I got a love

It just might even last

I’m not thinking about you at all

Or was it just last night…

 

Got new strings on my guitar

It’s like I’m back from war

 

 

The Ballad of Tom Billings   mp3

 

Came in outta the sun with his hair on fire

No one ‘round here’d seen his like before

With his singin’ spurs and his tumbleweed heart

He’s a man on a mission

 

If he can find one good man

He can rest at last

One good man in this city of saints

 

One good man

One good man

One good man

 

Her hands are tired and her boots are worn

No one here remembers

The way she smiled when he walked in

Like she’d made a decision

 

If she can find one good man

She can rest at last

One good man in this city of saints

 

One good man

One good man

One good man

 

(repeat)

 

Repeat 1st verse

 

Indie Pop Song   This song will be on the upcoming release, "This Is Indie Rock" from Deep Elm Records

 

Don’t know how to tell you what I feel

‘Cause I’m not really sure myself

You can say that that’s okay

But I can tell it’s really not

 

And when you drop me off this time

I’ll wonder whether I was clear

Or did I just confuse you more

Or maybe it doesn’t even matter

 

What’s the difference

It’s all gonna end someday

You’ll play an encore

Watch the crowd fade away

It doesn’t matter

If we played our songs to perfection

‘Cause it’s just an indie pop song

And it always ends this way

 

I could run away across the world

Get a job and never leave

Trade my guitar in for a horse

Maybe drive a taxi

 

And you can build your pyramid

Across the sea, finally get what you need

Get the perfect haircut

Start another rock band

 

What’s the difference

Y’know it’s all gonna end someday

You’ll play an encore

Watch the crowd fade away

It doesn’t matter

If we played our songs to perfection

‘Cause it’s just an indie pop song

And it always ends this way

 

Don’t know how to tell you what I feel

‘Cause I’m not really sure myself

You can say that that’s okay

But I can tell it’s really not

 

 

Lady Fay   mp3

 

Sweet lady Fay

Take my hand

I’ll be your man

 

Sweet lady Fay

Close your eyes

I’ll be your sky

 

Ahhhhhh ahhhh ahhhah

Please don’t go

 

 

Lost In Space   mp3

 

I’m lost in space

Each passing day

Your frozen face

Floats by my window

Like a worry line

‘Round and ‘round

This silent earth

Day into night

 

I’m flying

I’m flying

I’m flying

I’m so high

 

Like a princess you wait

I’m a feather

Like a camera

I count this time

Like a worry line

‘Round and ‘round

This silent earth

Your frozen face

 

I’m flying

I’m flying

I’m flying

I’m so high

I’m so high

I’m so high



Big Sad Soul   mp3

 

TV glows through the chicken wire

Sunset grows these shadows higher

Daydream breaks as the screen door slams

There’s not much time

 

There’s a train goes right by here

Destination unclear

Seen that look on a face before

Whistle’s blowing, there’s the door

 

I know you’ve got a big sad soul

Just like mine, mama told me so

Don’t leave me here when it’s time to go

All alone with my big sad soul

All alone with my big sad soul

 

Ooooh, oooh, ooooh

Ooooh, oooh, ooooh

 

Thought by now there’d be a sign

Some kind of peace, at least a prize for trying

Now that red horizon’s calling

Mama’s in the kitchen bawling

 

I know you’ve got a big sad soul

Just like mine, mama told me so

Don’t leave me here when it’s time to go

All alone with my big sad soul

All alone with my big sad soul

 

Ooooh, oooh, ooooh

Ooooh, oooh, ooooh

Ooooh, oooh, ooooh

Ooooh, oooh, ooooh

 

 

L.A.   mp3

 

Walking around in LA

Guess it’s just one of those days

When everything seems kinda lazy

Nothing matters at all

 

Now I can’t remember your number

But I can remember your face

 

We used to go down by the river

Flake out under a tree

Make our own private asylum

Make like nothing mattered at all

 

Now I can’t remember your number

But I can remember your face

 

Walking around in a haze

Just like that day in LA

When everything seemed kinda lazy

Nothing seemed out of place

 

Now I can’t remember your number

But I can remember your face

Now I can’t remember your number

But I can remember your face

 

 

Before Then reprise   mp3

 

 

 

 

Songs from the forthcoming Blind King album, “‘Til You’re Gone”

 

 

Punk Rock Dream


Say goodbye to your Daydream Nation
Say goodbye to your bag o' weed
Say goodbye to your rusted Rambler
Say goodbye to your punk rock dream

 

Say goodbye to your empty vessel
Say goodbye to your Summer Babe
Say goodbye to your broken angel
Say goodbye to your punk rock dream

 

Say goodbye to your Daydream Nation
Say goodbye to your bag o weed
Say goodbye to your days of torment
Say goodbye to your punk rock dream

 

 

Beautiful Song

 

Is she thinking of you and smoking in her gray city

Does she still wear the coat that you bought – the one in the window

Is she drowning or swimming – is she making the most of the day

Just because she don’t call – don’t mean there’s nothing to say

 

Does she still

Sing

That song

That beautiful

Beautiful song

 

Does the morning sun warm her and send her out into the day

Can she feel the tide changing – feel the clouds drifting away

Is she running or crying – is she playing her red guitar

All you want is a cigarette – fresh from her kiss in the city

 

Does she still

Sing

That song

That beautiful

Beautiful song

 

 

 

Driving in America

 

Driving in America

Living like an astronaut

Getting high on dinosaurs

This was not the plan

 

Forget me in this restaurant

Gimme all your debutantes

This room is full of elephants

I can barely see

 

Don’t you feel alone

Don’t you feel afraid

It’s beautiful inside

Let’s just all go home

 

Your tower made of cellophane

Nose against a windowpane

Now there’s nothing left but rain

This was not the plan

 

Don’t you feel alone

Don’t you feel afraid

It’s beautiful inside

Let’s just all go home

 

Driving in America

Living like an astronaut

Getting high on dinosaurs

This was not the plan

This was not the plan

This was not the plan

This was not the plan

This was not the plan

This was not the plan

This was not the plan

 

 

Song for Mikey

 

I heard the saddest news today

Heard it in a funny way

Tuning my guitar between songs

 

About a hundred years ago

Just another band on MFO

But for a moment we felt like stars

 

We sang:

Doo doo doot doo – doo doo doot doo doooooo X2

 

I know I’ve got that tape somewhere

The one with Mikey on the air

Laughing at our terrible jokes

 

Sitting on that fire escape

Smokin’ butts while we waited

To play our songs On The Town

 

We sang:

Doo doo doot doo – doo doo doot doo doooooo X4

 

I heard the saddest news today

Heard it in a funny way

Tuning my guitar between songs

 

 

Nothing

 

Got a half harvest moon
And a bittersweet smile
Boots on the landing
Then nothing at all

No note on my window
No anger, no pain
No one to take from me
My nothing at all...

 

Chorus:
Aw, nothing / I got that in spades
When you've got nothing / They can't take it away
And nothing / nothing would make me feel better
Then nothing / nothing at all...

 

...but a half harvest moon
And a full cup o' wine
Filled up with nothing
Nothing at all

The circle is broken
Just one in a chain
Of thoughts never spoken
Of nothing at all

 

Chorus x 2

 

 

 

'Til You're Gone

 

He won't love you 'til you're gone
Then he'll write a little song
While all the leaves are falling down
When all the kids come back to town

 

He'll miss the color of your hair
And he'll see you everywhere
And he'll forget he put you down
When all the kids come back to town

 

Repeat 1st verse

 

While all the leaves are falling down
When all the kids come back to town





Die of Hope


If I die of hope
Please bury me where the sun comes up
And if I die of shame
Just lay me down on a moonless night

 

Chorus:
Because life is long
It goes on and on
Make no mistake
There's no escape

 

If I die alone
Please bury me where the cows come home
And if I die at peace
Bury me at sea

 

Chorus x2

 

If I die of hope
Please bury me where the sun comes up...

 

 

Pennsylvania

 

I was drunk when I wrote this song

Watching my feet as I walked along

One Two Three – baby you and me

One Two Three and now it’s raining on the street

 

Think I’ll go to Pennsylvania

Heard about a railroad job

Waiting for a man like me

 

Today I walked with Hari Krishnas

Today I dropped a dime in a cup

Today I think I used up all my change

Today I musta called you fifty times

 

Guess I’ll go to Pennsylvania

Heard about a certain girl

Waiting on a certain corner

Waiting for a man like me

Waiting just for me

 

I was drunk when I wrote this song

Watching my feet as I walked along

One Two Three – baby you and me

One Two Three and now it’s raining on the street

 

Think I’ll go to Pennsylvania

Heard about a certain girl

Waiting on a certain corner

Waiting there she’s waiting now

I hear her

Waiting

Waiting for a man like me

Waiting just for me

Waiting for a man like me

 

 

 

Shoe

(spoken)

 

Walked out on the tracks looking for a squashed penny
Thinking of a photograph of a boy tying his shoe
The lines of the track stretch off to forever
The lines on his back are starting to itch

Color of morning, fog breath like death
And maybe that's where these lines converge
Shrug off the cold and you'll never get old
Just walk and walk, walking is the cure

He kicks a rock as he adjusts the straps
Hot lines as he shoulders his pack
Night fills his eyes and to push the tears back
Back inside where the light is

Walk forever, never smile
Except on the outside where the lines collide
Don't give it away because nothing is free
Nothing is free but this night and these trees

These tracks stretch on for days and the nights are eternal
There's someone who loves him somewhere off in the future
Where the tracks never meet and the lines never itch
And the fog never rises and the stars aren't so cold

Walked out on the tracks looking for a squashed penny
Watching all the lines converge
Thinking of a photograph
A photograph of a boy tying his shoe

 

 

 

Murder

 

Please don't break my heart again

Don't think I can take it

'Cause it took so long to bake it

You have retreated

To a distant place

Don't think I can take it

Your eyes have changed

And you're losing grace

Such a beautiful face

Lost to empty space

 

It's killing you

And it's killing me

Don't you know

It's murder

 

Please don't say that word again

Don't think I can take it

Don't think I can fake it anymore

You used to gleam

It made me scream inside

So glad to be beside you

Now you’ve edged on down the bench

And there's nothing here beside me

But an empty space

And your empty face

 

It's killing you

And it's killing me

Don't you know (X3)

It's murder

 

Please don’t break my heart again

Don’t think I can take it (X3)

 

 

 

Box


Paris souvenir
Snapshot of an ear
Photo booth in Rome
4 pictures in a row

 

Box of precious things
Radio Air Force wings
Ticket stubs and cards
Keys to your old car

 

Now I know it's much too late
You’ve gone too far away
Forgive me if you can
Another lonely man

With a box of precious things
Lousy poems and rings
Pocket knives and change
Miniature plastic brain

Miniature plastic brain

Miniature plastic brain

 

Paris souvenir
Snapshot of an ear
Photo booth in Rome
When are you coming home?

 

 

 

Lost it Again

It's a major chord
In a major key
But it's so sad
Yeah it's so sad

 

I'm coming back
From another land
I found my way
And lost it again again again
Again again again again again again

 

Tattooed star
On your belly
It makes you famous
It makes a scar

And it's too late
To make a better plan
To find your way
And lose it again again again
Again again again
Again again again...

 

Repeat 1st verse, then keep repeating repeat "again again again" with these line-pairs overlapping


And it's so sad
Yeah it's so sad

 

Are you coming back?
When are you coming back?

 

I'm still waiting
waiting and waiting

 

I found my way

And lost it again again again again again