The Other Side (Track 1)
Where do we go from here? I want to run away and hide.
Escape is never near enough, When they’re closing in on every
side
I’m stuck between the land and the sea
But who’s is the voice I hear, saying, “Let’s go to the other side”?
“Abandoning all your fear why don’t you just jump inside?
And finally get this boat out to sea.”
That sense of solidness
Now sloshing underneath my feet
And just some drifting wood
Protecting me from the deep
Now that my anchor’s up
I can finally taste the free
And the salt and the wind
Now they begin
To cleanse me
Now it all seems so clear, The rhythm of the tide
The heat of the sun burns near, that burns away all that I hide
How much sweeter could life possibly be?
What on this earth could shake me?
That sense of fluidness
Now solid underneath my feet
And just a little faith
That plunged me into the deep
But where is my anchor now?
I want to stay still and sleep
And salt and the wind,
Now they begin
To sting…..
And the waves are crashing over the edge
I cannot believe that you ever convinced me
To get inside of this boat, it’s my death
And you’re there just sleeping in spite of it
So, Wake Up! I’m drowning!
Wake Up! Why are you still sleeping?
Wake Up! And find me!
Wake Up! And take me to the other side!!!
And with just one word, these killer waves subside.
And faith seems so absurd, yet my doubting heart confides
And I can finally see, the Other Side
You are taking me, to the Other Side
Where do we go from here? I want to run away and hide.
Escape is never near enough, When they’re closing in on every
side
I’m stuck between the land and the sea
But who’s is the voice I hear, saying, “Let’s go to the other side”?
“Abandoning all your fear why don’t you just jump inside?
And finally get this boat out to sea.”
That sense of solidness
Now sloshing underneath my feet
And just some drifting wood
Protecting me from the deep
Now that my anchor’s up
I can finally taste the free
And the salt and the wind
Now they begin
To cleanse me
Now it all seems so clear, The rhythm of the tide
The heat of the sun burns near, that burns away all that I hide
How much sweeter could life possibly be?
What on this earth could shake me?
That sense of fluidness
Now solid underneath my feet
And just a little faith
That plunged me into the deep
But where is my anchor now?
I want to stay still and sleep
And salt and the wind,
Now they begin
To sting…..
And the waves are crashing over the edge
I cannot believe that you ever convinced me
To get inside of this boat, it’s my death
And you’re there just sleeping in spite of it
So, Wake Up! I’m drowning!
Wake Up! Why are you still sleeping?
Wake Up! And find me!
Wake Up! And take me to the other side!!!
And with just one word, these killer waves subside.
And faith seems so absurd, yet my doubting heart confides
And I can finally see, the Other Side
You are taking me, to the Other Side
Bullet Train (Track 5)
A bullet train from Tokyo will get you anyplace in an hour
And I don’t have to use my brain to show that I got power
Rows and rows of rice and grain and I wish that I worked in
them
Pointed hat and cotton clothes and sun to burn my skin
A sake high to get me by – the best I ever tasted
Laughing at all those times when I’ve worried and I’ve wasted
Raking leaves and trimming trees And I wish I was the
gardner
It’s better than this city sleaze and I think I’d go a little bit
farther
And I said “Hey Life, while you’re passing by, we should try
to get together.”
She said, “Hey, that’s fine, if you got the time, cause I’m the
river, and you’re the sailor. And we’ll float on by, we’ll float
on by, and we’ll be just fine.”
The temple row is where I go, burning incense for my family
I don’t have to know who’s who just to know who it is that is
me.
A shiny bald head and a tatami bed, and I wish I was the
monk, man
So I wouldn’t have to answer them when they ask me for my
plans.
Hey, what are my plans?
So I said, “Hey life, when you’re passing by, we should
really try to get together”
She said, “Hey, fine, I like the way you rhyme, cause I’m
the rhythm, and you’re the drummer. And we’ll march on
by, yeah we’ll march on by, and we’ll be just fine”
So there’s a million things running through your mind
Like this landscape that seems to just pass you by, and
you think
I think about girls, I think about work
I think about this world, I think I’m a jerk
Oh but I can laugh (I’m sure glad you can laugh)
And sometimes I can even cry
Sometimes I feel like crap
But sometimes I can fly
So I said, “Hey life, while you’re passing by, when the hell
are we gonna get together?”
She says, “Hey that’s right, this is the time, I’m the “now”,
you don’t be the “never”
And we’ll get on by, we’ll get on by, and we’ll be just fine.
A bullet train from Tokyo will get you anyplace in an hour
And I don’t have to use my brain to show that I got power
Rows and rows of rice and grain and I wish that I worked in
them
Pointed hat and cotton clothes and sun to burn my skin
A sake high to get me by – the best I ever tasted
Laughing at all those times when I’ve worried and I’ve wasted
Raking leaves and trimming trees And I wish I was the
gardner
It’s better than this city sleaze and I think I’d go a little bit
farther
And I said “Hey Life, while you’re passing by, we should try
to get together.”
She said, “Hey, that’s fine, if you got the time, cause I’m the
river, and you’re the sailor. And we’ll float on by, we’ll float
on by, and we’ll be just fine.”
The temple row is where I go, burning incense for my family
I don’t have to know who’s who just to know who it is that is
me.
A shiny bald head and a tatami bed, and I wish I was the
monk, man
So I wouldn’t have to answer them when they ask me for my
plans.
Hey, what are my plans?
So I said, “Hey life, when you’re passing by, we should
really try to get together”
She said, “Hey, fine, I like the way you rhyme, cause I’m
the rhythm, and you’re the drummer. And we’ll march on
by, yeah we’ll march on by, and we’ll be just fine”
So there’s a million things running through your mind
Like this landscape that seems to just pass you by, and
you think
I think about girls, I think about work
I think about this world, I think I’m a jerk
Oh but I can laugh (I’m sure glad you can laugh)
And sometimes I can even cry
Sometimes I feel like crap
But sometimes I can fly
So I said, “Hey life, while you’re passing by, when the hell
are we gonna get together?”
She says, “Hey that’s right, this is the time, I’m the “now”,
you don’t be the “never”
And we’ll get on by, we’ll get on by, and we’ll be just fine.
The Great Unkown (Track 3)
It’s kind of hard to tell what I’m feeling
in fact I’m scared as hell.
Ever since those words, my head’s been reeling,
But you’re the only thing that’s real.
I’d forgotten what it was to be deciding
And so I made no choice at all
But underneath this fear my love’s been hiding
I decided to take the fall, into
The Great Unknown – where I abandon my alone.
I let go of control. Into this sea I am thrown, I am thrown.
There’s a thousand things that spin in this abyss -
A thousand ways to go.
There’s a million more I thought I might miss.
But one I did not know…it was
The Great Unknown – where our lives are not our own.
We let go of the reigns and plunge into our way. This is our way.
And there’s a pain in giving most of what you have
and a meloncholy wall.
But the joy will only come to you at last
when you decide to give it all, into
The Great Unknown – and yet you feel like this is home.
But I’ve never seen this place, only it’s fleeting trace
that led me into the Great Unknown…..
It’s kind of hard to tell what I’m feeling
in fact I’m scared as hell.
Ever since those words, my head’s been reeling,
But you’re the only thing that’s real.
I’d forgotten what it was to be deciding
And so I made no choice at all
But underneath this fear my love’s been hiding
I decided to take the fall, into
The Great Unknown – where I abandon my alone.
I let go of control. Into this sea I am thrown, I am thrown.
There’s a thousand things that spin in this abyss -
A thousand ways to go.
There’s a million more I thought I might miss.
But one I did not know…it was
The Great Unknown – where our lives are not our own.
We let go of the reigns and plunge into our way. This is our way.
And there’s a pain in giving most of what you have
and a meloncholy wall.
But the joy will only come to you at last
when you decide to give it all, into
The Great Unknown – and yet you feel like this is home.
But I’ve never seen this place, only it’s fleeting trace
that led me into the Great Unknown…..
Unplug (Track 7)
Unplug, from the fear
And the lines of communication will clear.
‘Cause I feel the disconnect with the rest of my life.
The line is broken, it is wrecked, this frayed little wire
Is sparking in the gap between us.
Used to feel the energy flow, From the source to the outlet
Where light was needed I would go, No matter the outcome.
Now I’m left wondering Where the fuse is
That burnt out and tired
So I must shut down before I lose it
Gotta get myself rewired
I’m sparking in the gap between us.
Chorus:
So bring in the tools of repair.
Diagnose this break in this chain of despair
‘Cause we’re running like fools, going nowhere
and we’re lost in the gap between us.
The lights are all out, This house is sleeping
So much harder now that I’m not dreaming
‘Cause the idols keep falling as I pass through this night
and no one is calling on this god’s twilight
He’s silent in the gap between us.
Chorus
Light….Light….Find Me!
Light….Light….Find Me!
Unplug, from the fear
And the lines of communication will clear.
‘Cause I feel the disconnect with the rest of my life.
The line is broken, it is wrecked, this frayed little wire
Is sparking in the gap between us.
Used to feel the energy flow, From the source to the outlet
Where light was needed I would go, No matter the outcome.
Now I’m left wondering Where the fuse is
That burnt out and tired
So I must shut down before I lose it
Gotta get myself rewired
I’m sparking in the gap between us.
Chorus:
So bring in the tools of repair.
Diagnose this break in this chain of despair
‘Cause we’re running like fools, going nowhere
and we’re lost in the gap between us.
The lights are all out, This house is sleeping
So much harder now that I’m not dreaming
‘Cause the idols keep falling as I pass through this night
and no one is calling on this god’s twilight
He’s silent in the gap between us.
Chorus
Light….Light….Find Me!
Light….Light….Find Me!
The Track (Track 4)
If a man of science and a man of faith
were to meet on a green, green field and have a race,
science would lunge forward with a frightening pace
but faith would just sit right down right in his place.
If there was a race.
Science would not tire – he would run just fine.
But he would find faith sitting there
Already waiting for him on the finish line.
Chorus:
If the track is round, I would hear the sound of the starting gun.
I would sit right down and finish right where I’d begun.
But if the track is straight, and what if I just wait, and I’m left
behind?
What would I miss, what would I find
waiting at the finish line?
But I don’t know what track I’m on.
If a man of despair and a man of hope
Were to meet at a party and give a toast,
Despair would drink for today for tomorrow we die,
And Hope would drink for tomorrow, for today is just a big old lie.
Chorus:
If I drink today, could I still taste it tomorrow?
And if I wait til tomorrow, could I still swallow?
If I drink til when the now is then, the drink might sour.
What will be left in my cup
When I face that final hour?
But I don’t know what track I’m on.
I don’t know what track I’m on.
So if a man of the senses and a man of the heart
Were to be blindfolded and left in the dark
Sense would inch forward, he’d take a step and wait,
But the heart is use to the dark and walks by faith.
Chorus:
If I use my faith, will I find the door in this dark room?
And if I use my sense and try on my own, will I just stumble once
more?
What if I close my eyes and wait for the light to be turned on?
What will I miss, what is the more
On the other side of the door?
I gotta find the track I’m on.
If a man of science and a man of faith
were to meet on a green, green field and have a race,
science would lunge forward with a frightening pace
but faith would just sit right down right in his place.
If there was a race.
Science would not tire – he would run just fine.
But he would find faith sitting there
Already waiting for him on the finish line.
Chorus:
If the track is round, I would hear the sound of the starting gun.
I would sit right down and finish right where I’d begun.
But if the track is straight, and what if I just wait, and I’m left
behind?
What would I miss, what would I find
waiting at the finish line?
But I don’t know what track I’m on.
If a man of despair and a man of hope
Were to meet at a party and give a toast,
Despair would drink for today for tomorrow we die,
And Hope would drink for tomorrow, for today is just a big old lie.
Chorus:
If I drink today, could I still taste it tomorrow?
And if I wait til tomorrow, could I still swallow?
If I drink til when the now is then, the drink might sour.
What will be left in my cup
When I face that final hour?
But I don’t know what track I’m on.
I don’t know what track I’m on.
So if a man of the senses and a man of the heart
Were to be blindfolded and left in the dark
Sense would inch forward, he’d take a step and wait,
But the heart is use to the dark and walks by faith.
Chorus:
If I use my faith, will I find the door in this dark room?
And if I use my sense and try on my own, will I just stumble once
more?
What if I close my eyes and wait for the light to be turned on?
What will I miss, what is the more
On the other side of the door?
I gotta find the track I’m on.
EGO (Track 8)
What’s that you said?
I’m guarding my ego again.
It’s barely treading water, trying to stay afloat,
But I want you to drown me
And keep me from breathing.
You’re inside my head
Tearing down it’s walls again
You’re pushing me over the edge and I want to fall
But I want you to push me
Right over the edge into the sea
Drowning in this blue sea
Will you dive in after me?
Swimming now underneath this world’s blind eye we’re free
But our egos must drown in each other's suffering
We’re rubbing like flint
Our pride strikes against the stone
There’s fire from it and the heat
Can make us feel alone
But I want you to burn me
Right down to the real me
Drowning in this fiery sea
Would you dive in after me?
Swimming now underneath this world’s cold fire we’re free
But our egos must burn in each other’s suffering.
What’s that you said?
I’m guarding my ego again.
It’s barely treading water, trying to stay afloat,
But I want you to drown me
And keep me from breathing.
You’re inside my head
Tearing down it’s walls again
You’re pushing me over the edge and I want to fall
But I want you to push me
Right over the edge into the sea
Drowning in this blue sea
Will you dive in after me?
Swimming now underneath this world’s blind eye we’re free
But our egos must drown in each other's suffering
We’re rubbing like flint
Our pride strikes against the stone
There’s fire from it and the heat
Can make us feel alone
But I want you to burn me
Right down to the real me
Drowning in this fiery sea
Would you dive in after me?
Swimming now underneath this world’s cold fire we’re free
But our egos must burn in each other’s suffering.
Still Listening Lyrics, Page 2
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| Lyrics from "Still Listening" All songs copyright 2003 Michael Tiernan, published by ScrapApple Publishing |
Drive (Track 2)
Just drive, just drive. Don’t worry.
The center line becoming blurry.
Just drive, just drive. Don’t worry.
The center line.
Just stay alive
Long enough to feel the wind pound
pounding at you.
Just stay alive long enough to
Feel the wind pound.
Huff, puff and blow your house.
(Chorus)
The pressure’s building up again
There’s voices in the wind
Driving these demons away.
With four wheels on the ground again,
My will can make them spin
Like all of those times that I’ve prayed
While driving just to stay alive…I’m alive. So alive.
Just breath, just breath –
In, out, again repeat
Though it’s not easy.
Just breath, just breath –
In, out again repeat
Huff, puff and blow your house down.
(Repeat Chorus)
(Bridge: voices spinning around)
All these thoughts just keep pouring around my head
Can’t seem to figure out what order to put them in
What you believe, how you should react
Just kind of keep spinning around…spinning around….
Just gotta drive, and feel the rhythm of the road.
Am alive? Yes I’m alive!
Just drive, just drive. Don’t worry.
The center line becoming blurry.
Just drive, just drive. Don’t worry.
The center line.
Just stay alive
Long enough to feel the wind pound
pounding at you.
Just stay alive long enough to
Feel the wind pound.
Huff, puff and blow your house.
(Chorus)
The pressure’s building up again
There’s voices in the wind
Driving these demons away.
With four wheels on the ground again,
My will can make them spin
Like all of those times that I’ve prayed
While driving just to stay alive…I’m alive. So alive.
Just breath, just breath –
In, out, again repeat
Though it’s not easy.
Just breath, just breath –
In, out again repeat
Huff, puff and blow your house down.
(Repeat Chorus)
(Bridge: voices spinning around)
All these thoughts just keep pouring around my head
Can’t seem to figure out what order to put them in
What you believe, how you should react
Just kind of keep spinning around…spinning around….
Just gotta drive, and feel the rhythm of the road.
Am alive? Yes I’m alive!
My Own Two Legs (Track 6)
When I don’t want to think, I turn on the TV
And slip into the world of fake.
And down down I sink, til I can’t find me,
I can’t find the strength to make
The choice to think and choose, and lay off the booze
Win or lose and go back again.
When I’m tired of feeling, I stare at the ceiling
And smear all my thoughts there like paint
And the cover and control me, and none of them console me
I think of the person I aint,
Ready to think and deal and get burned by the real
Like a wick on a candle, that I can’t seem to handle
And I do it all again
And that is Livin but I feel like a chicken
Sitting on these cold hard eggs
I’ll break out of my skin and fly from this pen
And stand on my own two legs, my own two legs
There are moments of glory, life’s serendipities
I know they exist cause I’ve had them
But there’s never been a story told without trouble for the
hero bold
You wonder how he’ll overcome them
But he thinks and he knows and he’ll choose
And I want that groove, give it back again
And that is livin and I’m tired of bitching
About all the trouble I’ve made
I’ve been out of my skin so its time I begin
To stand on my own two legs, my own two legs
So when I question my worth, I head into the surf
And challenge the power of the waves
And I fill them with my passion and they teach me a lesson
That the only way to let go of rage
Is to know where to be and go
And they will guide me to the shore again
And that is livin, where the flow meets the vision
And crashes down illusions you’ve made.
And drowns them within while I get into position to stand on
my own two legs.
When I don’t want to think, I turn on the TV
And slip into the world of fake.
And down down I sink, til I can’t find me,
I can’t find the strength to make
The choice to think and choose, and lay off the booze
Win or lose and go back again.
When I’m tired of feeling, I stare at the ceiling
And smear all my thoughts there like paint
And the cover and control me, and none of them console me
I think of the person I aint,
Ready to think and deal and get burned by the real
Like a wick on a candle, that I can’t seem to handle
And I do it all again
And that is Livin but I feel like a chicken
Sitting on these cold hard eggs
I’ll break out of my skin and fly from this pen
And stand on my own two legs, my own two legs
There are moments of glory, life’s serendipities
I know they exist cause I’ve had them
But there’s never been a story told without trouble for the
hero bold
You wonder how he’ll overcome them
But he thinks and he knows and he’ll choose
And I want that groove, give it back again
And that is livin and I’m tired of bitching
About all the trouble I’ve made
I’ve been out of my skin so its time I begin
To stand on my own two legs, my own two legs
So when I question my worth, I head into the surf
And challenge the power of the waves
And I fill them with my passion and they teach me a lesson
That the only way to let go of rage
Is to know where to be and go
And they will guide me to the shore again
And that is livin, where the flow meets the vision
And crashes down illusions you’ve made.
And drowns them within while I get into position to stand on
my own two legs.