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Jazz Standards

by Danvers

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1.
help me to me understand how I can leave this room bleeding and popularity and I know it’s fucked to say, but how about we just care about each other? sing it back to me that what I grew up loving it still means something
2.
act 3, where do I begin? did you hear I’m in the city we met? and I’d be calling you right now If only I could have pictured you in white and blue on your worst day, I’m a teenager I’m lying to sneak through, and bad decisions reasons had for never leaving home but we both know it kills me to follow tell me where do I begin did you hear I’m in the city we met? and I’d be calling you right now if only I could’ve pictured you in we both wrote our mistakes but I had the most, and all of yours involved me tell me where do I start? but we both know that I'd never follow through it’s clear now just blue skies, as we rushed back to our hotel and that tired railway line the crowd’s moved and our old year and this new york they’re seeing us off, but coldly (from what I’ve seen, he will break for you and I know he’ll break your fall) it’s clear now and it’s harder to say so just play it back play it back anyway
3.
standing in corners but it wasn’t my fault as I walked across liberty that night found out, that i’m not bitter anymore this dusk, drawn-out, sings it’s cold, old song and I’d be hard-pressed (hard-pressed) to find another arlington and I (and this one’s for you, ) tried to keep things short something to be said for overanalyzing bright ideas how can I thinly veil this one? gave up on this city way too fast as she stares at me from across the schuylkill what’s “for the best” and to keep hope running but what’s another year? so close, but let’s face it that bridge you leapt from wasn’t far making better time not leaving I wanna be where you are knowing you’ll never be through through with avoiding endings and wishing I could’ve been there sooner the perfect song, loud, to fit this short drive nights and weekends you spend at a friends, how it feels more at home than any of this did but what’s another year? so close, but let’s face it that bridge you leapt from wasn’t far making better time not leaving or is this settling? 2 blocks and I can see the sun over downtown just keep breathing, you’re all I have
4.
Mainline 76 02:34
Last night it dawned on me I’m through with waiting nothing’s quite panned out like we thought it would but I’ll keep with me sundays on shady ave or northern philly boroughs where we said “this is it” drive home he felt that he’d make it through another year if only he’d keep on, lying scenery like a made-up backstory feeling like hope is oh so distant foreign streets won’t set the pace, just wait for the slightest sunrise take my hand, and let’s give up fucking halfway this hasn’t quite turned out like I thought it would come on, show me a face that just can’t turn away smile as clouds roll in (take it all the way) drive home I’d like to think we’re not so distant I remember nights as a kid discman by my bed, spinning something like type o and I’d like to think we’re not so distant foreign streets won't set our pace carry sail to the sunrise stay with me let wasting my nights for you hush awkward forbearing Stay with me So used to barely scraping by fall asleep to your writing this room’s threadbare all we’re worth is ringing out of past-due strings (if we could face ourselves, yeah like we could) But we’re all have-nots and has-beens that’s all we’ll ever know
5.
we’re riding home from erie, pa, and he said “have you heard these guys?” kids like us my pride and i stalemating because I thought right then that I knew me, cut-off jeans and an obituary tee brought nothing to fit in like you mean it the words are therapy sung from broken amplifiers our worthless weeks just bygone now everyone I’ve met most of them have moved on is the shame that I haven’t yet? I’d drive my used entry-level right off of this cliff before running with a story less than this brought nothing to fit in, like you mean it I’ve heard of feeling accepted from the first chord you ever felt weighing in your chest and I’ve said goodbyes at ends of driveways with what little voice I had left I’ve heard of feeling accepted from the first chord you ever felt weighing in your chest and I’ve said goodbyes at ends of driveways but what I wouldn’t give to have us all together again
6.
speak to me things like fulfillment, abandonment and the death of your youth like hanging it all up, your salad days with all the articles you outgrew and what’s the use? I remember all the times you swore to chase this down but the albums that defined us come on shuffle in your itunes sometimes just wore out with that summer while the sky just keeps dimming at times, as dear to me as when I figured out there’s more to this and i’m nothing without let’s just neglect it till it’s dead enough in passing conversation to reminisce about with all your friends our tug of war we had with relevance but the pursuit still keeps me up at night and I still swear I’ll chase this down chasing it forever while the sky just kept dimming at times, as dear to me as when I figured out there’s more to this and i’m nothing without
7.
don’t say I didn’t warn you about the need for validation and getting caught up in shitstorms you wouldn’t have known in 96 maybe if we’d all just get up from our keyboards and stand up for ourselves, not just punk ideals but what the fuck do I know truly, truly I’m only here because I can’t see myself anywhere else
8.
Fair Enough 01:39
staring out windows at the person I was three short years ago “to let jealous strings go…” the chorus hits and in awkward time we sway to it the chorus hits as you turn down halfway through the choir swells and in different moves, we say the choir swells with indifference, but I know that now
9.
hey man, I was just thinking bout that day down in metairie driving all around looking for anselmo’s just to find it closed down like a blow to the chest that moment I had to get it out if I could take it back I would I understand I just thought - wasn’t belittling anything this wasn’t the guy I knew But I guess we both change hey man, I was just thinking bout that week in new orleans to the length of chartres I’m in love with this town but I can’t help feeling out of place hindsight, and overstays I know she’s your saving grace I just thought - wasn’t belittling anything this wasn’t the guy I knew But I guess we both change yeah, we both change kinda wish louisiana rain would just run it all away The trouble here's not your romance As the krewes roll by on the southern streets I’m just proud enough to admit The struggles I've had with losing friends this far
10.
where did we go wrong? was it written in our steps in snow on the way back from the commuter lot that fall? we yelled our loud words of sincerity in these quiet old towns but not a bell tolls as I walk away and i’ve heard about the type you roll with these days. grown sick of postures, shaking hands worrying about what I said, having to fend off three violent kids in stiff competition while I mouth the words to a song that kept me solvent through these days but since we’re both thinking this anyway let old brothers collapse fall under their weight, like iron ships sink like stalwart crewmen we’re all caught up in the gales of our youth
11.
back when this was new and your words would shape our every (and it fits like your favorite shirt) swept up in the thrill, of finding something better (wait for the bands to come around again) I could utter something trite like “we were just kids” play louder, get angrier the graceless shows like the lovesick notes we just can’t throw away. I'm not losing sight what a wreck we’ve made with our milestones and our headway, driven by former selves don’t tear things down just yet we built this all in the shade of what could have been in the wreck we’ve made with our milestones
12.
Boxer Heist 03:33
standing up, over greenfield, and I don’t think I can make this work anymore gathered threads, piecemeal it to death a slow dawn, legs shake, we’re lost and worn their eyes well up, and their hearts like a sea and I remember every night you sang to me thought I heard desperation, or was that just temporary? the shot rang out seems like forever ago and the crowd, as expected is down to no one the line’s in sight but I swear after this I’m through this harbor, it holds a lot of things but not one of them yields an ounce of cure and the stone I’m about to throw it falls to the ground as I see you flying by Just trying to figure this out (I fail to see the harm in adding to what’s already wasted well on our way to safety and distance in the time we took to get here I could have) I’m tying up loose ends and I’m trying, coping in my room, coping with futility to keep this one on us to keep this obvious: everyone gives up so sing your drinking songs jot them down in one night
13.
Mvt 04:04
well, she took me out like a cozy mystery things I could’ve said, what I’d like to convince her of keeps her eyes glued to the screen build it up in a hotel hallway it’s choir tour, and you’re sitting on the floor keep telling me, missteps are my middle name a few seats behind sail 422, then state college then in my arms the picture won’t take take your hand away a photograph from a camera that they threw away so take your hand away or the picture won’t take be with me, do anything walk fluorescent aisles with well under 8 hours she mentions something like fidelity and I glance at our reflection the two of us, on contrary sides of her car window where she tells me she found me out try harder just try harder rome wasn’t built in a day this wasn’t won in a day sad strings ring out sad strings win out third chair again
14.
walk these streets at night with my headphones on and I’m trying to achieve clarity drowning out, this kid’s got it down says it better than I ever could and I’m thinking what was I even doing when I was 18? another line and I won’t wait for clear skies to clearer highways I haven’t turned my back on you yet to the song I hear, of dreams and of hope and I know that it threatens my stability tried to think of a selfless way to say “there’s nothing I’d rather be doing” this streetlight’s out but I’m not stopping no, I’m never stopping. verses written in the sand, and unfinished; say this was never this was never in vain every wall we’ve ever built is falling I can’t seem to shake this ringing in my ears, softly, constantly humming back to me every show that I’ve been to and I wouldn’t trade it all for a kingdom; a 401k we’ll get there someday

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released August 15, 2016

Recorded Oct-Dec ‘15
Mixed by Adam Cichocki at Timber Studios
Mastered by Alan Douches at West West Side Music

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