Been listening to a lot of old Jawbreaker and Jets to Brazil lately. Jawbreaker's "Dear You" album and Jet's to Brazil's "Orange Rhyming Dictionary" are in my top ten CDs ever and both bands were fronted by Blake Schwarzenbach. His songwriting and lyrics are just amazing. Actually, the first time I played in college was at the PLNU tank cafeteria and we did Jawbreaker's "Boxcar" along with Face to Face's "Disconnected." Good times indeed.....
Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMtEDzOfwOQDreamed I was a fireman. I just smoked and watched you burn.
Dreamed I was an astronaut. I shot you down like a juggernaut.
Dreamed we were still going out. Had that one a few times now.
Woke up to find we were not. It's good to be awake.
Dreamed I was a tidal wave. I ravaged your coast there were no survivors.
Dreamed I was your landlord. I showed you place when you had lovers.
If I was a vampire, I wouldn't suck your blood.
Then I dreamed I was you. Sweetest dream I have had.
If you could hear the dreams I've had, my dear,
They would give you nightmares for a week.
But you're not here and I can never sleep.
Come home so I can be a creep.
Dreamed I was a dream. I stole you away, away in your sleep.
Saved you from a fire, A gun for hire, Introduced you to a vampire.
A wave crashed on the beach. We rolled around in its foamy grasp.
Kissing in the chaos of a kelpy sea. Seems I couldn't save you from me.
If you could hear the dreams I've had, my dear,
They would give you nightmares for a week.
But you're not here and I can never sleep.
Come home so I can be a creep.
Maybe I'm obsessive to think like this.
Probably not impressing you with my cheap tricks.
Honey, it's depressing what depression does to some.
I'll play the part for hours But I know you'll never come.
If you could hear the dreams I've had, my dear,
They would give you nightmares for a week.
But you're not here and I can never sleep.
Come home so I can be a creep.
Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l2aDg3SOxQg candle is blue could see me through but I'm color blind
they tell me it's blue and I'm a believer that's why I'm blind
live on the freeway listen to signs and we drive by feel
be a believer believe everything you'll be right half the time
candle is waxing takes my apartment I bask in its magic
all of the firefighters put out my fires took all my matches
staying up later waking up old and I'm leaving her never
ordering in all friends and lovers and we're making our weather with a lone light bulb
I'm tired of fighting, so I'm demolished - that's the way
some make exhaustion a mode of expression and that's their way
I'm just a question knowing my answer I hope I'm wrong
but I know the answer it's four in the morning I'm right again and I'm chinatown
now in a hurry, rubbing up urgent to get home to dot
was my missed mistress messed up my mattress I missed the catch
last of the pitchers catfish done hunting harry lundt
most of the killers never get famous and it's hard on everyone
I'm tired of fighting......
Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=snWcLuenYMUthe curtain's a sea anemone
in the way it sways
to the slow breeze
I lie spread out on the floor
looking at these things
and most of them are yours
and it's so nice
sitting very still
without those old shoes
I could never fill
starfish with its arms out in a daze
staring at the stars
through an ocean haze
was I one you wished upon?
burned out like a light bulb
when you turned me on
and it's so nice
sleeping here all alone
with my ashtray and
white courtesy telephone
now I'm making out the shapes
like the shower rod - can it take my weight?
I will tell you I am fine
I got some news, friend, feels like I'm dying
turtle on its back in the desert sea
and you look like a cool drink
just slightly out of reach
draw myself into the shell
waiting on a sign from god
or a nod from hell
and it's so nice
sitting very still
without those old shoes
I could never fill
now we're turning on the lights
it's the first day of my second life
take my name off of the lease
you can even keep the name it never suited me