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Letras: Classic Masters

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01. Tones of Home
02. Galaxie
03. Change
04. Paper Scratcher
05. Mouthful of Cavaties
06. Walk
07. No Rain
08. Toes Across the Floor
09. Soup
10. 2x4
11. Pull

12. Soul One

Tones of Home

What do you think they would say
If I stood up and I walked away
Nobody here really understands
me, and so I'll wave goodbye, I'm fine
Tones of home
Said you don't like the way I'm living
Tones of home
And so I wave goodbye
I'm flyin, I'm flyin home
And I always thought this would be
The land of milk and honey
Oh but I come to find out that its
All hate and money
And theres a canopy of greed holding me down
See I'm so high to you, so I'll fade away
I said you're on your own
Your mom and daddy said, that your
Sister said, and your brothers saying
Everybody, is saying everybody, is
Sayin I, eye, good I gotta go
All my friends patronize me and
They say yo hey boy have you found
What your looking for
It seems they don't really know
Me cause its here, and its what they can't see



Galaxie

Is this the place that I want to be
Is it you who I want to see
Holding on, hold it high, show me everything
And you're leaving me, yeah you're leaving me
you're leaving me with a hated identity
But I keep on a comin' here and standing in this state
And I'm never really sure if you'll take
What I'm saying the right way
But I'm not appalled or afraid
verbal pocket play
Is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back
It isn't me
Oh, no, no, no it isn't me
I'm more at home in my galaxie
Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don't do because of you
And I'll take a left and I'll second
guess into a total mess
And you're leaving me
You're leaving me with a hated identity
No no no no it isn't me
No it isn't me
I'm more at home in my galaxie


Change

I donít feel the suns cominí out today
its staying in, its gonna find another way
As I sit here in this misery, I donít
think Iíll ever see the sun from here
And oh as I fade away, theyíll
all look at me and say, and theyíll say,
Hey look at him! Iíll never live that way
But thatís ok their just afraid to change
When you feel your life ainít worth living
youĎve got to stand up and
take a look around you then a look way up to the sky
And when your deepest thoughts
are broken, keep on dreaming boy
cause when you stop dreaminí itís time to die
And as we all play parts of tomorrow,
some ways will work and other ways weíll play
But I know we all canít stay here
forever, so I want to write my
words on the face of today
and then theyíll paint it
And oh as I fade away, theyíll all
look at me and say, hey look at
him and where he is these days
When life is hard, you have to change



Paper Scratcher

Shuffle can to can nobody really gives a damn
For every living day I give myself a hand
Now Iím scroungy as can be
I got all you normals looking at me
Iíll scratch a hole in my life
So everyone can see
My mind is a mind that I have come to know
And my eyes canít conceive a world that can not grow
And Fridays are always fresh days
Screaminí at the sun, donít really
Know what he has done
He donít believe in God and a world as one
So he rambles through the weeds
And he will sleep beneath the trees
On the day I die, Thank God my
Soul will be released
Iíve seen all your eyes
And Iíve seen all your faces
Can you tell me honestly that you wanna be free?
Then look in my eyes
Iíve been lots of places
Can you tell me honestly that youíd want to be me
Honestly



Mouthful of Cavaties

Mouthful of cavities
Your souls a bowl of jokes
And everyday you remind me
How I'm desperately in need
See, I got a lot of fiends around
And they're peaking through nothing new
They see you
They see everything you do
See everything on the inside, out
Oh, please give me a little more
And I'll push away those baby blues
Cause one of these days this will die
So will me and so will you
I write a letter to a friend of mine
I tell him how much I used to love watch him smile
See I haven't seen him smile in a little while
Haven't seen him smile in a little while
But, I know you're laughing from the inside out
Laughin' from the inside out
I know you're laughing from the inside out
Laughing from the inside
From the inside
From the inside out



Walk

Find myself singing the same songs everyday
Ones that make me feel good
When things behing the smiles ain't ok
Around and over and in-between the seas
I need to be on top of a mountain
Where I can be see everything
Cause this paranoia's getting old
Now as I open my eyes to start another day
I'm in a pile of puke
Empty bag of execuses
My love for friends and family
you know I need them
And under a sun that's seen it all before
My feet are so cold
And I can't believe that I have to bang my
Head against this wall again
But the blows they have just a little more
Space in-between them
Gonna take a breath and try again



No Rain

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchiní the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But itís not sane, Itís not sane
I just want some one to say to me
Iíll always be there when you wake
Ya know Iíd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and Iíll have it made
And I donít understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that thereís no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
It rips my life away, but itís a great escape
escape, escape
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya donít like my point of view
ya think Iím insane
Its not sane, itís not sane
I just want someone to say to me
Iíll always be there when you wake
Ya know Iíd like to keep my cheeks dry today
so stay with me and Iíll have it made



Toes Across the Floor

Doesn't anybody feel
That all these killers should be killed
All these healers should be healed
So all these beggers can be filled
Now tell me why am I to lie
If I'm holding firm and feel the right
to lie down beside this dog of mine
And let that perverted though really run through my mind
I'd scrape my toes across the floor
This day's the same as those before
And though inside I'm feeling giddy
Always wrong for never giving myself an uninvaded door
So now I'll take a little glue
I'll put together a new glittered room for you
So I can start sitting so pretty
Instead of sitting here not seein' clear
Just sitting here not fittin' here
No things ain't fittin' here
I'll just lay my head down beside this God of mine
And let that perverted thought burn a hole in my mind
And if I can't lay my head beside this God of mine
Maybe the hunter's dog called God
Could be a friend in time



Soup

The clothesline of cold eyes
is washing away the face before
Now tell me what's wrong you see everyone's gone
You gotta do your best to decorate this dying' day
This dying' day
All over a bowl of bitter beans
And outside way, way up high I got a quarter moon mist
hanging' over me
And now, I want that rocking chair outta there
Cause he's no longer living here
It's no longer needed here
All over a bowl of bitter beans
And I got a corner store and that's all the more
For me to praise upon the holidays
And now I'll close my eyes really, really tight
and make you all go away,
I'll make you all go all go away
And I'll pull the trigger and make it all go away
And I'll make it all go away, I'll make it all go away



2x4

I'm talkin' I'm talkin'
I'm talkin' to myself more
Needle, fetal
Someone's pouring warm gravy all over me
And you see that synthetic therapy
Don't you know it seems to be so unappealing
But, oh what a feeling
I wish that you would stop spitting when
you're talking to me
And inside, air dry
I might want to go another way
But you see now I'm too pale to get out
Into the lovely light of day
Oh, I'll do anything that you say
But I wish you would stop spitting when you're talking to me
I'm talkin' to myself more
1x1
Man to man
Stand to stand
2x4
Talkin' to myself



Pull

Pull you down now
Knees knelt, I got my arms open wide
I got the shades turned, so the colors die
No, don't hold too tight to the reel
Cause it's a big one boy
Its' gonna pull you down now
Pull you down now
No, the cook can't look
No, no cause he's keeping his eye on the kettle
In deed he will be around
When you or you or you feel the need to feel
Pull you down now
Well I live more than what you'll ever know
But I'll give you more than what I'll ever show
I live more than what you'll ever know
And I give you more that what I'll ever show
More than I'll ever show



Soul One

How come, girl was there when I needed one
How come, girl was there when the song is done
Some say, open your eyes to a brighter light
Okay, open my arms they were right
She was my soul one
She felt she was the only one
She was the sun, the sky blue eyes
She was my soul one
Inside, pain in my heart often made her cry
Outside, I cursed the birds and the sugar sky
How long take to realize she's the one
How long until I find my lost and lonely soul one
She was my soul one
She felt like the only one
She was the sun, the sky blue eyes
She was my soul one
Should of never taken the time
'Cause I found myself living a lonely lie
You said, you left to find yourself
But I never, no I never got the chance to say good-bye
She was my soul one I though she was