Featuring MIDI guitar. Never made it out of the lab, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Be grateful I never speak of the lab again.
Waiting for a friend of mine
Who's been saying we should spend some time
Just greying, watching it limp by and
Debating how we've spent our lives
Oh I've been silly, I've been really
Wrong along the way
I've been toiling in obscurity
I've been kicking around, just gigging
Digging my own grave
What makes me tick?
What makes me sick?
What is security if not fleeting?
Fickle as a cloud
And we leaving much much sooner now
As if even meeting has been broken down
And stripped of meaning
Just unfocused sound
I've been careless with my heart
And I was careless from the start on
I've been careless with my art
But in all fairness, I'm a hard-on
And it's tearing us apart
Though we're already too far gone
To say anything smart
So I'll just get my snark on
Why do you have to be so difficult?
So tenuous and so elliptical?
Why do you have to be so generously cryptic?
I ask you for a pencil sketch,
You hammer out a triptych
But I am crazier
So when you graze me, I get my rapier
And you are amazing, as you have maybe heard
But it doesn't faze me, for I'm but a baby bird
And everything is perfectly mysterious to me
I sense only flits of movement and light
Now you find me, motionless
Delirious from sleep
Don't hesitate-- don't hesitate--
Do it tonight!
So now I guess I see why you must be so damn morose
It's a matter of sincerity
It's better I guess than being overheated and verbose
Though it's not a large disparity
from Yes Boss,
released June 9, 2008
(c) Graham Smith