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Everyone knew, yet there I was with my head in the clouds
Everyone knew, but I didn’t want to bring you down
But now I wish that I had seen it
And now I wish that I’d believed it
And there’s nowhere I can go to hide from you
Nothing bites at my heels the way you do
Inescapable as scraping the ground
(It’s a taste of the past that won’t go away)
Stealing time like nothing I’ve found
(It’s a taste of the past that won’t go away)
(Ghosts of the past become barbarians
Of the future)
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My Other Half
03:27
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I never knew just how ugly I was
til my other half walked away
Light a candle for all the beauty I had
Before I lost my place
(Oooooh)
I hear my footsteps in the hall
I guess I’m ugly after all
(Ooooooh)
Maybe I’ll sleep again someday
Or maybe I won’t
I didn’t know just how silent I was
Until you kicked me in the teeth
Write me a song for the man I was
Before I lost my beat
I used to dance like the world was gone
But then I lost my feet
I wouldn’t blame you if you put me down
Just please, make it sweet
(Oooooh)
I hear your voice on every call
Maybe I’m lonely, after all
(Ooooooh)
Maybe I’ll sleep again someday
When your footsteps go away
So here I am, a swerving mess
Both of my arms pressed to the gas
And I’m drawing charcoal on the road
Can’t see the stop sign for the tears
Can’t see the heartache past my fears
So I guess it’s time to go
If I can’t have my other half
Can I at least take back the years
Can’t take the timing anymore
I guess I’m still breathing, so I’ll be right here waiting
With the pictures and the notes I held onto with a hope
‘cause I was thinking
Maybe you’d change your mind?
Maybe you’d change your mind?
Maybe you’d change your mind?
(I hear your voice in every call, maybe I’m lonely after all)
Maybe you’d change your mind?
(And maybe I’ll sleep again someday when your footsteps go away)
Maybe you’d change your mind
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Mr. Punctuality
04:19
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And now I’m hearing all my words coming from
Someone else’s mouth
Cause life just moves too quickly to keep up and
Get word out
So settle for the second best
The first worst of the three
Cause everyone adores that Mister Punctuality
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
(Timing is everything)
So now I’ll earn my stripes as Mister Punctuality
If my words don’t do your mind in
I’ll be living there rent free
The best part of your weekend is the time you spend with me
Jump onto my highway and let that time just be
And you could keep on running, but the feeling makes you sick
And sprinting towards the deadline won’t
Keep the hunger fixed
Now I can feed you stories
To clarify what makes you tick
Buy into my program
And you’ll be worse than nothing quick
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
Timing is everything
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
Timing is everything, it’s everything, it’s…
Timing is everything
This life is who you know and where you are and when
This life is where you know and who you are and why
The secret’s why you are and how you know
And then
Timing is everything
This life is who you know and where you are and when
This life is where you know and who you are and why
The secret’s why you are and how you know
And then
Timing is everything
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Brand New Surgery Suit
04:00
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I keep on running into walls
I keep on falling off the shelf
I don’t need you to pull the sutures
I can rip them out myself
If you remember where I am
Don’t hesitate to fill me in
And if you see me with the wind in my sails
Feel free to forget again
Chasing down the best of days
(I’m turning round the corner)
A marathon on broken legs
(I’m turning round the corner, I’m turning…around)
They can’t see me past my brand new suit
(Sign my cast, make it fast, cause I think it’s time that I run)
Cheer me on while I dive into the blue
(Might be last, but I asked, and I got the very best one)
Soon enough, I’ll be right back next to you
You can’t leave me with the bill!
You can’t collect if I’m breathing still!
Chasing down the best of days
(I’m turning round the corner)
A marathon on broken legs
(I’m turning round the corner, I’m turning…around)
They can’t see me past my brand new suit
(Sign my cast, make it fast, cause I think it’s time that I run)
Cheer me on while I dive into the blue
(Might be last, but I asked, and I got the very best one)
Soon enough, I’ll be right back next to you
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My new gray shoes’ve been caked with mud
Ever since that night when we
Oh, when we laughed and we danced and we pretended that
We could be in love
That we could be in love
That we could be in love
My formal suit’s been caked with mud
Ever since that night when we
Oh, when we laughed and we danced
And we spoke of romance
Pretendin’ we could be in love
We could be in love
That we could be in love
But we were pretending…pretending…
(Pretending!)
I could replace the pink that painted your dining room floor
Or you could replace the sorrow in me
That was knocking at the door
But you couldn’t forget the dirty blue iris
Of the one who came before
And I’d be such a charming person if
I didn’t hear those words no more
They’re keeping score, sayin’
(You ain’t no)
You ain’t no nice guy, Larry
(You ain’t no)
You ain’t no nice guy, Larry
(You ain’t no)
You ain’t no nice guy, Larry
(You ain’t no)
You ain’t no nice guy, Larry
I smell a rat
And I’m impressed
Cause I don’t know how you put it in my wall
But if history’s any guide I know
That you’re the finest surgeon of them all
(I smell a rat)
My new gray shoes been caked with mud ever since that night when we
When we laughed and we danced
And we spoke of romance
Pretending we weren’t keeping score
Oh, you were keeping score
Yeah, you were keepin’ score
You were keeping score, saying
“(You ain’t no)
You ain’t no nice guy, Larry
(You ain’t no)
You ain’t no nice guy, Larry
(You ain’t no)
You ain’t no nice guy, Larry
(You ain’t no)
You ain’t no nice guy, Larry”
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Moving Out
05:27
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It was a long year
Panicked phone calls and
Room service for the concierge
Dreams of basement relics and the
Faces in the shades
It was the wrong time
The light in your eyes when we met
I never could have been prepared
Black widow delirium and the
Visions of you and me
I just wish that I had seen it
I just wish that you’d believed it
But every day you were disappearing
Bit by bit, and so was I
I can’t be him
Any more
Dreaming of the one I adore
No I can’t be him anymore
Hoping for
Open doors
That boy you loved
Is long gone
He’s moving out
And you’re moving on
You were my best friend
You were the one
You were my favorite artist
You were my only song
Sometimes I don’t think I miss you
I’ll think I’m better off somehow
Sometimes I wish I’d never met you,
Maybe I’d disappear by now
It makes me wish
That I had seen it
And how I wish that I’d believed it
Cause you said you were disappearing
But I guess that I was blind
You can’t be her
Any more
Never found the one you adored
You said you can’t be her
Any more
The shadows creeping under the door
The days have drowned
With the dawn
Just say the word and I’ll be long gone
(And there’s nowhere I can go to hide from you)
I’m moving out and you’re moving on
(Nothing bites at my heels the way you do)
Just say the word and I’ll be long gone
(Cause there’s nowhere I can go to hide from you)
I’m moving out and you’re moving on
(Nothing bites at my heels the way you do)
Just say the word and I’ll be long gone
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Heart Still Beats
06:23
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The girl in the alley kneels with exhaustion
She’s guarded by the skinny guy, who limps from some infection
Behind a veil of bleached, thin hair her eyes tell a story
Like a photo of Berlin, December 1944
She’s looking for a handout, she’s been high for several weeks now
She’s too far gone for whoring and the money just gave out
And her heart still beats inside
And the blood runs in her veins
A remnant of life remains
And her heart still beats inside
The man finally comes to the door, I’ve seen him several times
He’s always looking off
And the sunglasses stay on
I don’t think it was hope that brought him here
To my doorstep
Cause it doesn’t seem to bother him
When he says “go to Hell”
And his heart still beats inside
And the blood runs in his veins
A remnant of life remains
And his heart still beats inside
The thought comes to my mind to somehow intervene
But it could bring me trouble, and what can I do anyway?
It’s hard to be affected when it happens so often
You see a life unraveling
Through drawn Venetian blinds
I’m sickened by compassion
I’m stifled by my limitations
Anesthetic apathy
Come take the pain away
And my heart still beats inside
And the blood runs in my veins
A remnant of life remains
And my heart still beats inside
Oh God, we need You here
We’re sinking fast, and we don’t care
The evidence is all around me
On both sides of my door
Our hearts beat
(Our hearts still beat inside)
Our hearts beat
(Our hearts still beat inside)
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Hesher Cats Seattle, Washington
Hesher Cats is the body through which multi-instrumentalist Robert Clarke formulates his music. He composes, records, and produces all his own material, and when the opportunity presents itself, he plays live with other, like-minded musicians.
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