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Midnight era, ordinary watchful student son
Kill the afterthoughts are ready to be always pure and steady
You know how I contemplate this treasure in your mind, always there
Line this up and hold it steady
Midnight era, ordinary watchful student son
You know how I contemplate this treasure in your mind, always there
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Cast iron gates are waiting
Lifting the latches on the other side
See you much later
Walk around your lawn amongst the fallen leaves
Sooner or later we're gonna march right out the dor
Chasing the shadows of winter
Crisp cool air is the way of life 'round here
Both of us waiting on our neighbor's lonely creaky porch
Sooner or later we're gonna close our eyes once more
and press our lips forever more
Walk around the sons and daughters
Where rocks and sand will be our mortar
Maybe your eyes are sympathizing
With or without your thoughts arising
Hope that your dreams can wait another day
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Will we laugh at the way we talk about who we are?
And push along the boundaries of what we are
Can this love last a thousand days in the setting sun?
Or are we just a knot that has come undone?
Our arguments can lead to a brand new start
Or wash away the blood from an empty heart
So we pack up our bags and follow the brightest star
And dream about the days when we pushed too far
As the waves crash along the boardwalk in Ocean Grove
We stay up late and keep all the voices low
The town will watch us through the venetian blinds
As we drink a toast to all that is left behind
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As I looked into your big brown eyes
I set the table and I wonder why
How come we made such a big mistake?
I tried to search around for some kind of sign
I guess we made up our minds
It's like the end of the line
I held your hand as you turned away
And I think about the other day
When I held you in my arms and cried
And now I want to die
I guess we made up our minds
It's like the end of the line
And the way you looked that night
I don't want to get you out of my sight
Don't turn away
And when I think about the things we said
I can't remember what was in my head
How could you tell me that you wanted more?
I thought that's what love was for
I guess we made up our minds
It's like the end of the line
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On a rainy day, who said I'd be OK
Don't look before I miss you
If ever I should stray, take care of little Jay
The house that I should finance
Hold your thoughts for too long
Soon you'll know I was wrong
In 20 years we'll see a cosmic symphony
They'll play our favorite love song
And I'll be holding back my feelings still intact
I'll look before I leap now
Hold your thoughts for too long
Soon you'll see I was wrong
Tell my friends I'll see them, I'll see them I know
If you let me walk away I'll turn around and show
Show you that our love will never really go
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Bicycle girls riding out to the world
What a vision are bicycle girls
Coast down the street, make my heart skip a beat
What a treat are those wheels and spokes gear girls
Wishing you would go my way, in my dreams you could stay
Tip your hat off, blow a kiss and
Let me hop on the bike of your dreams
Bicycle girls, watch their legs do a twirl
Can you keep up with bicycle girls?
Riding today, not a care in the way
With the Spring comes the tire and handlebar girls
Wishing you would go my way, in my dreams you could stay
Tip your hat off, blow a kiss and
Let me hop on the bike of your dreams
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I can tell that you're feeling blue
'Cause I'm feeling the same way too
We don't know what to do
Said you're sitting here wondering why
Do I stay or I say goodbye?
Am I living with the right guy?
'Cause the feeling just can't be beat
When you're standing on your own 2 feet
Maybe we should just take a break
Putting everything all at stake
'Cause the future is what you make
But then we could just stay right here
Just relax and we'll be quite near
I could hold you and make it dear
'Cause the feeling just can't be beat
When you're standing on your own 2 feet
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When the fireman came from washing his hands in the water
In the down pouring rain there he stands, waving his arms in the air
In the woman and the man he sees, divided they stand
In the rain
When they ring out the bells and the blistering sun burns the valley
All the children run out and they stand, waving their arms in the air
In the smoke and the fire we see, divided they stand
In the rain
In the red and the white and the blue they follow their way down to you
In the rocky red land they divide up their hands
and stand in the rain
When the snow falls like sand and the bottle runs dry in the evening
Will they scream, will they shout, and they talk
While waving their arms in the air
By the blue mountain moon we all knew, divided we stand
In the rain
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Simple lives, going nowhere to me, it's like cable tv
Simple lives, tell your neighbors and friends that they're bleeding again
It's the same shit again and I'm still laughing
Sympathize with the classless and free, tell them what they should be
Naked eyes, tell them what can we do when they come here for you?
It's the same for me too, it's too late
It's like two worlds in one
Like a heart and a gun
Simple lives, makes a man out of you, breaks your heart into two
Simple lives, between heaven and hell, hope that you're felling well
It's too early to tell if it's shining
It's like two worlds in one
Like a heart and a gun
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Hear the ocean roar from the black tide rising
Creep across the floor like a black tide rising
Your empty mind is now redefined, your lifeline's gone so set it off
The bricks are falling like chocolate rain, the mortar rots inside the brain
Hear the ocean roar from the black tide rising
Creep across the floor like a black tide rising
The black depth swells across my feeble mind, the rest has fallen way behind
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Wade in the water, wash along the shore
Clean your imperfections and leave some room for more
Hold your head upon his lap
Remove your inhibitions and cry out loud
Tell another story and put your ears to rest
Lay down another body and see what you have left
Look at all you own and tell me that you're glad
To give it all away to the ashes of your grave
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Suddenly a feeling creeps into my head
Will you say you love me? Will you think I'm mad?
Could you really love me? Misunderstood and sad
If I said I had to, would you let it go?
'Cause I'm really nervous, does it really show?
That I truly love you and need your company
This is the life we've chosen, old and grey and nothing left to say
I'd like to hold you and make you young again
This is the life we've chosen, if it makes you sad then throw it all away
We could close our eyes and daydream
Look at what we've started, living in a home
We could take the car out, walk right out the door
Face another sunrise and live forever more
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In the evening I sat up in my room
It was cold and dark just like a tomb
I sat up and drew my breath to take my life
When you called me you rushed right to my side
And held me in arms of cool blue light
In the window I looked outside and softly sighed
In the shadows there is light
In your arms I feel no pain, no strife
But in the morning I will take my own life
Since you left me I don't understand love without you
In the shadows there is light
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Goodbye my friends I wish you well and it's certainly nice to know you
Like a bat out of hell I wish you'd tell me if my circle of friends still hold you
Oh well, that's the way it goes
Some friends come and go, which ones you don't know
Oh well, I will hope to find the ones I have lost
I could show you
Goodbye my friends I wish you well and it's certainly nice to know you
Like a bat out of hell I wish you'd tell me if my circle of friends still know you
Always saying goodbye, you're always saying goodbye
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Tomorrow is Here Today is an album of introspection and reflection, with a more somber and serious tone than The Streets Are For Keeps preceding it. I wrote 30 songs during the sessions and was thinking of putting all of them out until my friends convinced me to whittle it down to a more manageable length. A few of the rejections appeared on the next couple albums following it.
I played all the instruments on this album. I recorded most of it in my home studio in a little cramped space next to my bedroom with a nice view of the street below. Although the room was tiny, I managed to set up the drums for a couple tracks while my landlord was out of town. My landlord downstairs was quite nasty and was always complaining about the noise. Most of the drums and piano parts were recorded at an hourly studio down the street.