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SET LIST ONE (1)1 Puzzle Pieces……………….2
2 Exit the Sandman
3 Daylight Again……...3
4 Pen and Paper
5 Have Not…………………….5
6 Climbing the Ladder
7 Ex-Poem……………………….8
8 Rain (first two stanzas)
9 Twisting the Knife
10 My Precious…………..9
11 Monetization……………….10
12 Let Me In
SET LIST 1
PUZZLE PIECES
The newspapers
have all gone
Been blown away
in the wind
The magazines have
all been bought up
Turned to ads
for corporate spin
And TV...
well not much
has changed...
It's still the same
as it's always been
We both look
at each other
As loneliness
starts creeping in
Once upon a time
we like brothers
Now we feel lucky
just to be friends
All the signs
during these times
Have been put up
to lead us astray
So that our views
become skewed
So that we see
the world
in a different way
For our bonds
are becoming broken
With every smile
that our face keeps hid
Every hello that
remains unspoken
This world becomes
a tougher place in which to live
Because everything
that for ourselves we take
Becomes something that
someone else can't give
So we better think twice
about the choices we make
Before it's too late
to change this state
we're living in
That's why I'm
moving and shaking
Been busy trying
to stir things up a bit
Rearranging this
big jigsaw puzzle
So that
all the pieces fit
EXIT THE SANDMAN By Tom Jensen
So the midnight oil
Seems to be burning again
The sandman's at your door
But he can't come in
With so much trying your mind
Tonight he's not your friend
Since there's so much
You're still trying to find
Before your time
comes to an end
You used to dream about today
But that was back then...
Back when...
You smiled as a child...
Before you got sucked in
Back when...
You always shared and never cared...
About the color of somebody's skin
Back when...
You didn't try to solve all your problems
With the bottom of a bottle
Drowning up your sorrows in a pool of sin
Back when...
You still had time to let the road unwind
But now your patience is wearing thin
Exit the sandman
Why not see it from the other side? Other side...
Doin' the best I can, man
And that ain't no lie... that ain't no lie
DAYLIGHT AGAIN
Daylight again… Comes now and again
My only friend… That's left in the end
The shadows hide as the clouds creep by
I take stake in my mistakes in
The life I know the one I can't shake
Grabs me by the collar and won't let me go
There's only one way to live there’s only one way I know
I've been taken… I've been shaken
And sent out on my way
I have tumbled… I have stumbled
Just going from day to day
The only sunrise ahead
Is the one I see when I go to bed
I wake up in the dark circled by sharks
So I cover my head until there's daylight again
I'm trapped in a tunnel while sucked down the funnel
The light is dim in either direction
When you're only trying to escape and be safe
There's no time for perfection
From day to day to year to year
Somehow, some way I'll get outta here
Where I stand my feet are stuck in the mud
There's no chance I can rise above
With bars on the doors I can't climb out
My guide left me when the candle blew out
I came to my sense
and that was when
I knew I'd be down here
until there's daylight again
Daylight again
Daylight again
Daylight again
PEN AND PAPER
Well I'm...
Struggling against the tide
Pen and paper by my side
Feeling great, oh wait, I lied
There's not much I trust
And that sucks, but why cry?
Seems that something's
Gonna have to be sacrificed
To keep on playing this game
To keep on living this life
Release me
From the worldwide
weight of humanity
Too much for this
writer to decipher
The many causes of insanity
He pauses...then continues
As he counts his losses...
His inner voice asks him,
"Is it in you?"
To be the leader
when it is so easy to follow
Never need to be the owner
When everything
can be borrowed
Though you'll never find
Yourself being a loner
You just might be hollow
And it's such a waste of time...
Following the blind
Open up your eyes
Haven't you realized?
'Tis better to lead them...
And still be breathing
Than it is to follow
And be the one
left bleeding
Never wading in the
springs of freedom....
And not understanding
These things I speak of
Contemplating something
Hollow and misleading
And it brings many things...
Such as a false disguise
by a gypsy king
In his lies we
discover many truths...
Through his eyes
we uncover his abuse
And his song of sorrow
so many sing
Well I've got those
Same old blues again
It seems that life is game
You can never win
Cannot change your past
You can't change
where you've been
It seems you were
having a blast
But now you don't like
The position you're in
Once they stuck you
in your caste
You ended up taking
it on the chin
Now labeled a has-been
You got no friends
Just want it to end
Let your soul be recast
Let us try it again
HAVE NOT
You only live once...
Well at least
you've got your name
You tried to give once...
Got burnt and you
were never the same
Stay away from this one...
You who went from healing
to being one of the lame
Thy will be done...
The only thing you've learned
is how to point the blame
And now your motivation
for waking is slowly stripping
You can sense the tubes
of morphine still dripping
Becoming lost at such a cost
That you wonder just
Why you should go on
Why try to live the dream?
When your imagination is gone?
For once you lose
your inhibitions
The hands around you
mold you into what they want
Shaping and persuading you
Into giving what you haven't got
Leveling society
By changing you from
a have into a have not
You only live once...
Well at least
you've got your name
You tried to give once...
Got burnt and you
were never the same
Stay away from this one...
You who went from healing
to being one of the lame
Thy will be done...
The only thing you've learned
is how to point the blame
CLIMBING THE LADDER
You'd be wise to take my advice
Before you fall in love
With a fool's paradise
You had better think twice
I don't have any vices
And that's priceless
Considering where I've come from
Everything I once believed in
Was so misleading
I'm lucky I'm still breathing
Considering all the things I've done
I scaled the drug ladder
Straight to the top
Got up so high
I almost couldn't get of
I could not control
The cravings inside my brain
That boy's on the ladder
And he's climbing up again
From cigarettes...
To booze...
To weed...
To speed...
To acid ...
To mushrooms...
To E...
To crack-cocaine
You'd be wise to take my advice
Before you fall in love
With a fool's paradise
You had better think twice
A lot of my old friends
Now sleep in the gutter
Toss an eight ball on the table
And watch them try to kill each other
My d-d-dad's a p-p-pothead
Who s-s-speaks with a s-s-stutter
Just another nicotine fiend
That describes my mother
A raging alcoholic
Yeah, that's my brother
And my sister…well guys
I suggest you use a rubber
There, now I think
I've got everybody covered
If you want to know about somebody
Investigate their friends and family
Even still I’m not quite sure
How I let it happen to me
But I've escaped the demons
And now I'm free
You'd be wise to take my advice
Before you fall in love
With a fool's paradise
You had better think twice
Well if you're hooked
And you're looking to beat it
Listen closely and I'll tell you a secret
If you've climbed the ladder so high
That you duck when planes fly
You can't just jump off or else you’ll die
It's too hard to cold turkey
What was years in the making
Pressure like that
Is like an oven baking
You managed to climb up
So you've got to climb back down
One step at a time
Until your feet hit the ground
EX-POEM
When someone says your name I duck
Because now I'm careful of whom I trust
Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed
Sometimes a smiling face
Turns into disgust
Second chances...you got them
But for a second time you hit rock bottom
Third chances... you want them
Still trying to sell me some fruit
That you know is rotten
Calling on the phone
And knocking on the door
So scared to be alone
When you finally realize
That you can't have
What you once had any more
But you brought it on yourself
So why are you so surprised?
Love is dead
It has been beheaded
Get it through your head
We'll never be wedded
My phone rings
But I don't pick it up
I give easy hints
But you won't pick them up
Often there's no voice
On the other end of the receiver
It is true I once worshipped you
But now I'm no longer a believer
When someone says your name I duck
Because now I'm careful of whom I trust
Sometimes in love you really get fu$%ed
Sometimes a smiling face
Turns into disgust
RAIN
Rain...it makes the flowers grow
Rain...doesn't hide what it doesn't know
Rain...leads to floods look out below
Rain...don't say I didn't tell ya so
Pain...it doesn't always show
Pain...fills up what's empty and hollow
Pain...remembers names from long ago
Pain...better when it's dull and shallow
TWISTING THE KNIFE
When you wanna lash out
And leave long lasting scars
You search deep within yourself
And remember who you are
For with your sharp tongue
You know which words will hurt the most
As your vision becomes an apparition
After you've disappeared like a ghost
Sometimes it's not whatcha say
But whatcha don't
When you know whatcha wanna do
And yet you won't
Sometimes walking away
Without a single word said
Just might say the most
And be best cure for your head
Severing the ties
Without twisting the knife
Might be the hardest thing
You've ever done in your life
MY PRECIOUS
Two mourning doves rest upon a limb
Begin the day with a praising hymn
To the gods of grass and rain and wind
For it’s what they know
what they're surrounded in
Contrast that to me who prays for fame
Golden statues and plaques
bearing my name
Sure it might seem to some a little vain
But it’s what I know what I'm surrounded in
Every sight I am seeing
Every thought I am thinking
Every sentence I am speaking
Everything I've been believing
The roots are imperial
Facts often mytherial
Logic hypocritical
True intentions deceiving
With all of our wealth
we haven't had much success
Still got people sleepin'
On mattresses made of pavement
Their pillows are our steps
Why is gold so precious?
What makes silver so fine?
Who first chose to call this wealth?
Back in history and time
I wish that I could have told them
Being rich was all for show
Then I would have shown them
There was a better way to go
We could have changed
Our chain-of-being
Into something non - material
Then we could live our lives
For something meaningful
We could've reach new highs
I'm talking spiritual
MONETIZATION
This time I'm feeling like the criminal
But all communication is subliminal
Sure my treatment might be deferential
'Cause now others notice my potential
They got silver tongues
And their eyes? They're green
They're the best paid talkers
That you've ever seen
You know those who smile at themselves?
Well....now they were smiling at me
They said you could make money for us
If you can trick the rest into thinking
you got something
In which they can still believe
After some pondering
I started responding
And I kindly replied:
Yeah...part of me has died
And I'd like to find that something
I can finally stake my faith and creed in...
But hopefully
it'll either be
mental clarity
Oh gee,
maybe sanity...
or perhaps even freedom
Then maybe
there would be
No more forced insanity
that any amount of money
can pay the fee
For forgetting all about humanity
and human dignity
What has happened to some
I hope it doesn't
happen to me
I'm still trying to find a reason to wake up
Maybe it's to give everything a shake up
Some poor pawn's got to lead the charge
Take a musket ball for society at large
Heck, I'd rather be the host
or the maître d'
Than some bourgeoisie
attendee
To a committee brunch
designed to oversee
Who gets to select
who gets the gold trophy
For having the charity
That spends the most on vanity
I guess we just
fundamentally
disagree
For you see
I don't wanna be
a trainee
to be a trustee
Because I don't agree
Subscribe or believe
In such self-serving fantasies
For sometimes money
Is one's own worst enemy
Just search through
the texts of history
From King Midas to Judas
to Bush and Cheney
When money becomes everything
then I don't want any...
Nah...
I don't want any
LET ME IN
Won't you let me in
Into your heart
Into your mind
That would keep me satisfied
To become one
With your subconscious
And with your soul
You know I'd never try to gain control
Over your feelings
Or your actions
I'd just smile wide
With satisfaction
And I'd help you find the truth
Amongst all these distractions
For I believe we both could use
Each other as a book of matches
When the world seems dark
Or when things look bleak
When we could use a spark
To light a flame for each other to see
Won't you let me in
Into your world
Into your thoughts
As for my own - I've shared a lot
Still I long for yours
Tell me what do you see
When you look at the world
And when you look at me?
Because I want to view life
Through a second pair of eyes
For sometimes even I need a guide
To show me a new and better path
And to know there's
Someone standing there
Standing behind me
When I look back...
For I long to see a light
When the trail starts winding
As the day's becoming night
And the way's not easy finding
My eyes are tired
And I'm losing sight
Won't you let me in
Into your door when I am cold
Into your arms so I can hold
Onto someone
Onto something
When I'm spinning out of control
When I'm beginning to feel old
And less reassured than when I was a kid
When I question everything in my life
And what I've done with it
We could share secret thoughts
That thus far we've kept hid
Won't you let me in...
Oh, won't you let me in?
Won't you let me in?
