Untitled Document

This is actually the second version we recorded, the first we had done very early on, with Linda Bolley (Gentle Readers, Michelle Malone) on drums. She had nailed it, just like she had with "Jeff Lynne," but in the sessions that followed the song just refused to come together. At one point we sped up the drum tracks and suddenly the song began to come to life. We recorded the rest of the tracks but in the end the tempo was still a little slow. It was going to be the first song on the CD and Rob, wisely, wanted it to grab from the start. Linda was on the road at that point so Mike (FiveEight) came in to re-do the drum tracks when we started from scratch.

This song was the first to be written with this project in mind (its counterpart, "Finé," being older and the impetus for the entire thing). It's also the one that had the most work done on it during the month I was on (prescribed) Percocet, which means I don't have many details on its journey to become a real song.

Paul - vocals, guitar, piano, tambourine
Rob Gal - guitar, bass, baritone guitar
Mike Rizzi - drums

By now you've reached the turnpike
I know you so well
From the hills the park at night
waves the beach farewell
Read my message scrawled in light
I guess you can tell

I hear what you're saying
but here's my chance to weigh in
and tell you all the things I know
Like two weeks are not a lifetime
but it's all the time I'll need to show
though maybe it's me that's not right
but this is how things always go
where I come from

Could you see the plans I was making
ever since you got home
The well-lit undertaking
A monument to show
that here is the fire I've been saving
in the time I've spent alone

When you left the last time
you never even knew
that every chance I had to call
was swallowed up by what I thought
So when you came back home
I swore I'd make this subtle overture

I know what you're thinking
and your resolve is breaking now
I'll tell you what you need to know
and two weeks will be a lifetime
with me inside to feed the show
and maybe it's me that's not right
but this is how it's supposed to go
where I come from