burn brightly:
a tiny star is a big bright sun
in the morning when my day’s begun
buy it hot from the corner store
like i did in the days before
all right – are you listening
in a small world i’m a small small man
gonna start with a big plan
gonna try to make a big big sound
gonna shake up a little ground
all right – are you listening
a tiny star shining bright on me
i feel big in its company
if you want i will shine for you
a tiny star big enough for two
all right – are you listening
fit to mine:
if we met in another time
you were a maiden in a castle by the sea
with a knightly gesture i’d call you
and i’d know that it was meant to be
take two pieces of a puzzle at random
with enough force you can make them both align
but there’s one piece out there fits perfect
so too does your body fit to mine
we walk together people look our way
assume a love that is blessed and divine
well it’s nice to feel your love for one day
even if it’s only in their minds
i could peel away my soul without a sound
throw my body to the depths eternally
for i’d rather feel nothing forever
than to sin as much as love you vacantly
chorus 1:
and i know you’ll go
it blows all the taste away
from this holiday
and i’ll bend my lens again
on my selfish ride
and it never seems justified
chorus 2:
and i know you’ll go
it blows all the taste away
from this holiday
and i’ll bend my lens again
on my selfless ride
and it never seems justified
not and have grown:
the sun set too early for my eager taste my lungs hadn’t gotten their fill
if my beating heart let me lie in this bed another day would pass standing still
so i walked out in the moon light, hands in my pockets as she walked by i gave her a smile
and i stuck to the side way cause it was going my way
and the world had decided to cater to me for a while
as i roam – so much to show how i’ve not and have grown
well i saw her in a smoky bar, decided to give it a try
i threw a few back, gathered my courage as the minutes they passed slowly by
her name was melina and she swore that she’d seen me before
and as i walked her back to her place she smiled as she kissed me
took both my hands and pulled me in through her front door
as i roam – so much to show how i’ve not and have grown
it’s the boys’ night out on the town and we’re throwin them down
just as fast as our wallets can spare
and we talk loud and we’re in a crowd
the bouncers, bar tenders, and boy friends are starting to stare
dave wants to fight but i’m holding him tight
and we’re kicked out into the streets with our friends
but we feel great and we don’t hesitate to hop in a cab
drive off to the next bar and start it all over again
as i roam – so much to show how i’ve not and have grown
come around:
like the kiss that you waited for
like you don’t need it anymore
like the sunshine burning a hole in the sky
only got two nickels but the price is a dime
like the reminiscence of a simpler time
like the things that grow quick and kind
like the life that i’m suckling
like my belt that i’m buckling
like your favorite tune that the radio play
like a summer meadow with a tree for some shade
like the wound healed over that eventually fades
like i thought i heard someone say
and there are darker times that lay heavy on my shoulders
they’re piling up behind, i run in circles
blind behind the wheel, that’s how i feel
‘til i blink my eyes…and i realize
chorus:
i don’t really know my destination
all of my days lead up to now
and even my hesitation
is only meant to keep me comin round
and i will come around
do you see:
i’d like to take my dreams
all my memories
and put them in my palm
or in a simple song
but i have realized
they’re already in my eyes
so when you look at me
what do you see
if you could clean up my face
dress me up in lace
or in the latest styles
for a little while
would it not change who i am
affect some master plan
or what you thought of me
what do you see
i walk around this town
with my head hung down
to the passing eye
another lullaby
i’d like to think i’m more than this
yet still i must insist
that’s what everyone else believes
what do you see
we are social creatures bound
upon the ones around
to value and define
our status all the time
yet still i try so hard
to omit and discard
that notion generally
what do you see
wrecking ball:
you look like a wrecking ball
swinging from great heights
you look like a wrecking ball
got that evil in your sights
in your sights
but you will not help me to see the light
you are so political
you got it all figured out
got your finger on the pulse of the world
preaching ne’er a doubt
ne’er a doubt
but you will not help me to see the light
and the papers tell the story of a fight we cannot win
and the fabled should go out the door just as soon as they come in
and i think i’ve almost figured out just where i should begin
where should i begin
i look like a carnival
locked in endless strife
celebrating beauty
while i’m running for my life
and you look like a storm cloud
throwing down the rain
it circles through the atmosphere
to do it all again
all again
and i hopped a bus in jersey feel its rumble at my back
seeking no particulars while i’m filling up my sack
and perspective paints the picture of what i have and what i lack
what i have and what i lack
dynamite:
and they tell me i have the eyes of my father
who gave his life fighting for the cause
and they tell me i am destined for the calling
the righteous heir apparent to the gods.
and i keep my courage thinking ‘bout my mother
who’s hungry as she was twenty years ago
she lives her life in quiet desperation
for her there’s no place i won’t dare to go
and i’ve got the message wrapped around my body
and success means they will get it loud and clear
and i walk this street to my final destination
with a martyr’s rhythm humming, pounding in my ears
chorus:
i’ll be the dream
the hero of the people
with a legendary mind
knowing all i have to do is
shake the ground, ground
and i’m strapped in for the final round
yeah i’ll step up to the fight
and we’re going up in dynamite
contact:
i make a stabbing sound
fall back onto the ground
and i find
every time
that i’m back on my knees
fumbling around
it’s a foregone
conclusion
every time i try
but the contact gets me high
you see me lying here
wonder how i see things dear
well i find
every time
when i’m flat on my face
hopelessly down
it’s a foregone
conclusion
every time i try
but the contact gets me high
monster:
i’ve seen your monster poke its head out at times
at times, at times, right before my eyes
and i wonder if your sanctity’s a disguise
disguise, disguise, disguise
and your altruism’s never been touched
been touched, been touched
though your belief is high
and if the shit hit would you give it all up
all up, all up, all up
and he’s lurking
he’s lurking
between your lines
chorus:
and you say you won’t go back
to where the monster twists your eyes
and you’re on the right track
but you know it lies
between your lines
so far:
trying to figure out my status yeah i hope i’m doing fine
but the mirror gives me differing reflections every time
and i’m learning as i go
as i’m racing toward the end
sometimes there’s nothing left to do but start again
and it’s feeling like a hundred miles a minute standing still
sometimes perspective and inertia make a bitter tasting pill
and i’m packing all my bags
yeah i’m racing toward the end
and sometimes there’s nothing left to do but start again
a little luck, a little life i’m taking for the road
a little time, a little rhyme will help me to bear the load
when i feel i’m moving slow
cause it’s so far that i’ve got to go
and it’s all i ever had
but i’m racing toward the end
and sometimes there’s nothing left to do but start again
small town city:
and i remind her of her father as he was back in the day
and she knows i can’t be with her but she loves me anyway
and i am driving into boston town
and i am listening to the radio sound
and i am wondering if i did it right
the same old questions i ask every night
and i had work out in chicago but i left it for the road
and i’m living out of my suitcase in the trunk where it is stowed
and i am coming into storrow drive
i’m watching springtime as it comes alive
i think i’ll keep it as a souvenir
sing it loud enough for you to hear
so it’s back to where i started guess i knew i’d come around
stay with family ‘til i get my feet back on the ground
and i miss the barbecues out in the lawn
and summer swimming down at old mill pond
i even miss the icy winter winds
sweet new england i am home again
Chorus:
i’m gonna get down
i’m gonna rattle it out
i’m gonna bounce back
i’m gonna leave no doubt
cause i’m on a mission
and i’m working the ground
back to the city
of a small town
things that you know best:
i’ve lived all throughout this town
i have worked the ground
i have sniffed around
while you’ve sat in your easy chair
with your wisest stare
and you’re high-class air
you run like a well made car
you can go real far
you can purr and roar
but you were built for the open road
not this local mode
with it’s heavy load
and you act like a child to me
speaking knowingly
when you just don’t see
and i’d like to turn you inside out
make you have some doubt
of what it’s all about
you look at me like i’m pressing your luck
another way for you to pass the buck
and i will say goodbye
i look at you i see the smoke in your eyes
the fire burning on a compromise
and i will say goodbye
you should know it’s no show when you go
that’s the last you’ll see of me
and i though you were smart enough
that when life got tough
you could call it’s bluff
chalk one up to the “could of hads”
though it makes me sad
you were just a fad
chorus:
and i will say goodbye
but first i will confess
that i just can’t understand
all the things that you know best
reason’s passion:
you say the hill’s too steep to climb
you say to try it now is all a waste of time
and i could relax and live below
but when i plant my flag on top you’ll be the first i show
and you watch me try
and you say the colors are in place
you say the way we see can never be erased
but i say i’ll wash my colored eyes
and when i’m blinded no one will be disguised
and you watch me try
you say the boundaries are defined
where we end they begin and none should cross the line
and i say the boundaries in our minds
and my crossing will reflect the changing times
and you watch me try
chorus:
and i believe i build my destiny and choose where i belong
i believe i should be humble i believe i should be strong
and i believe the great decisions that will shape the world we know
are made by reason’s passion stead of reason alone
three to the bottom:
out on the back porch
is where i’ll be playing
until my bitter end
or it rains again
out on the back porch
is where i’ll be staying
for the time in hand
don’t it blow away like sand
and it’s one, two, three to the bottom
not far to go am i already there
one, two, three, to the bottom
hold it here, hold it here, hold it here
you’re not here for laughter
you’re not here for glory
and you sure ain’t here for my style
please stay a little while
you make me unfaded
you make me unstoried
you make me a better man
for the time in hand
and it’s one, two, three to the bottom
tumble down slow am i already there
one, two, three, to the bottom
hold it here, hold it here, hold it here
holding my head like a child
float here in time for a while
damned if i don’t cause i’m already there
and it’s one, two, three to the bottom
humbled so low am i already there
one, two, three, to the bottom
hold it here, hold it here, hold it here