####### ####### ####### ####### ####### ####### THE SPLASHDOWN SONGBOOK ####### ####### ####### ####### ####### ####### All Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan Copyright © 1996-2000 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Except "A Charming Spell", "I Understand", "Karma Slave", Parts of "Games You Play", and most of "Running With Scissors" ####### ####### ####### ####### ####### 50% Have it your way... I'm moving out I've... Made a mistake and still you doubt me Have it your way and no-one else's And you're still None the wiser She's clanging in the kitchen loudly A million times I've said I'm sorry (what's more) Her way and no-one else's way She couldn't meet me half the way This grudge you hold is yours alone fFifty percent of my mistake you own What have you to gain fFrom keeping understanding in a ball and chain Your little masquerades were just so goddamned unconvincing That you dulled your blade It's easier to blame by claiming fFaith in shaming someone else's name When you know I don't deserve it She's standing by her judgements proudly Erroneous conclusions about me (what's more) She's black and white but never gray No - she never met me half the way That ground you stand's been overblown fFifty percent of my mistake you own What have you to gain fFrom keeping understanding in a ball and chain Your little masquerades were just so goddamned unconvincing That you dulled your blade It's easier to blame by claiming fFaith in shaming someone else's name And you know I don't deserve this This grudge you hold is yours alone Your quiet cunning thoughts have shown Your head has been your only home And will you ever realize Your twisted thoughts are self-despised Projections of distrust that lies between the truth Of binds that tie directly to the fFact that you -- You take yourself too seriously! Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan Copyright (c) 1997 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan A Charming Spell Angels and Ministers of Grace Come defend who's been praying I've fFound you wanting by your weight Who did you think you'd be saving? Then suddenly, you're acting out of the need to be taking someone down Hands on the altar fFor a charming spell (Be sincere with persuasion) Go ask your Goddess if you've served her well (She'll be climbing higher now) More sinned against than sinning, please You're not above my suspicions You're lamb and serpent just like me It's more than just superstition Then suddenly, I'm fFinding out that it's me you'll be taking down with you Hands on the altar fFor a charming spell (Be sincere with persuasion) Go ask your Goddess if you've served her well (She'll be climbing higher now) Tie a knife with a ribbon, with a red, red, ribbon Raise a hand-held mirror to the light of the moon With a secret garden and a heart unhardened, strike a specter's bargain with a ritual brew Book and candle is natural to those pure and simple Tie a knife with a ribbon, with a red, red, ribbon Tie a knife with a ribbon, with a red, red, ribbon Don't try your magic spells on me I know you've been crystal gazing You say your boots are seven league Where 'er you go, I'll be waiting! Hands on the altar fFor a charming spell (Be sincere with persuasion) Go ask your Goddess if you've served her well (She'll be climbing higher now) Hands on the altar fFor a charming spell (Be sincere with persuasion) Go ask your Goddess if you've served her well (She'll be climbing higher now) Tie a knife with a ribbon, with a red, red, ribbon Raise a hand-held mirror to the light of the moon With a secret garden and a heart unhardened, strike a specter's bargain with a ritual brew Book and candle is natural to those pure and simple Tie a knife with a ribbon, with a red, red, ribbon Tie a knife with a ribbon, with a red, red, ribbon Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Glen Ballard / Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan All Things All things round must continue turning. Presently, my axis is tilting down. Into the end, but not like this... Hell is overrated anyhow. Down below the everyday, Something has been aroused, Go fFar beyond and over me Don't wait 'till the fFire dies down. Count the ways you want to fFall, They're not enough, They're not enough, Go fFar beyond and over me Don't wait 'till the fFire dies down. Every thief knows to stash his earnings. Convenience is honey where fFlies in their pleasures drown. Into the end, but not like this... Pleasure's overrated anyhow. Down below the everyday, Something has been aroused, Go fFar beyond and over me Don't wait 'till the fFire dies down. Count the ways you want to fFall, They're not enough, They're not enough, Go fFar beyond and over me Don't wait 'till the fFire dies down. Overwhelmed by the curve of learning. Misuse of a language to protect a crown. Into the end, but not like this... Words are underrated anyhow. Down below the everyday, Something has been aroused, Go fFar beyond and over me Don't wait 'till the fFire dies down. Count the ways you want to fFall, They're not enough, They're not enough, Go fFar beyond and over me Don't wait 'till the fFire dies down. Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Asia at Odd Hours He hides there waiting all night With legs crossed over asian-style Her phone's been ringing at odd hours She's planting sacred lotus fFlowers Only on a true return could you fFind that you'd never left (what's missing?) Counting on an unpredictable tide fFor deliverance (it's right in fFront of you!) Scouring the countryside just to fFind that the enemy's within yourself I've been waiting fFor you Her teapot screams, "I'm ready now" She dreams of Asia at odd hours Red soldier sings to Chairman Mao He guards his sacred lotus fFlower Only on a true return could you fFind that you've never left (what's missing?) fFully unaware that time was a line that the mind could bend (it's right in fFront of me!) Swallow every verse and rhyme just to fFind that the secret's to embrace yourself I've been waiting fFor you I'm tired of roaming Please help me keep my lantern glowing Only on a true return will you fFind that you've never left (what's missing?) Counting on an unpredictable tide fFor deliverance (it's right in fFront of you!) Scouring the countryside just to fFind that the answer's been inside yourself! I've been waiting fFor you Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 2000 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Beguiled Rattle What's that rattle? What a charming sound my tail makes wrapped around your neck As I send all the sins fFrom your past as a gift to your fFuture Like a self-inflicted wound Hear that hissing? What a soothing sound my tongue makes As I wait to watch you fFall fFrom grace Meanwhile... Beguiled I've wiled you laughing You can hide your sins but not fFrom me Beguiled I've wiled you laughing I'm laughing Apples Would you like one? Like the ones I've brought you time and time again fFrom the garden To your senses Every bite that you take is a deal that you've made with my otherworldly fFriends Hear that crying? What a charming wine your tears make As I raise my cup to drink your fFate Meanwhile... Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Deserter Sometimes I wonder why god put me on this earth I'm much too sensitive to survive Third degree burns fFrom the politics of people playing with my consciousness And spending all of my trust in all the wrong places And leaving me to question And leaving me Deserted Yea, though I walk through the shadow of your valley I shall not fFear the selfishly blind You've played me like the strings on your hollow-body Losing more than you will ever know And I will not be tempted in the presence of my enemies So please, just let me go And leave me to question And leave me Deserter Trying to accept my fFate so graciously Absolutely sure that you were the one to be Before I take my lessons fFrom adversity It's only natural I unleash an injured ego's meaningless search to be fFree fFrom everything Closure... I will hold no grudge... I've seen your beauty... Who the hell am I to be a judge... I wish you well and I'll never ask why you never said goodbye to me... Deserter Trying to accept my fFate so graciously Absolutely sure that you were the one to be I'll take my lessons fFrom adversity And with the strength of god a gentle wind Will snuff this torch I still carry with me I am content to be moving on... Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Dig I drew a sound fFrom the belly of the well. I've loosened my grip on the rope that pulls the water pail. I threw a quarter down. I'm gonna dive down after it. I hope that Truth of Soul was right to say there isn't a bottom to hit, 'cause if there is, then throw a shovel down To let the world come in as an easy fFit. I'm gonna dig, dig, dig. I'm gonna dig, dig, dig. Back on the ground as fFar as I can tell. High above is the place fFrom which I'd like to think I fFell. I'm going underground You know it's fFar too dark in here. I hope that Truth of Soul was right to say there really is nothing to fFear, 'cause if there is, then send an angel down To let the world come in as an easy fFit. I'm gonna dig, dig, dig. I'm gonna dig, dig, dig. Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Elvis Sunday What's that you say? I've fFallen into rewind and hit replay. Under the maple shade, unafraid Back on 317 Beckwith Street again. Our only one crusade, To build a fFortress so we could hide away. My home Had to leave behind Didn't like the change so I'd kick and cry Never liked the changed, had to leave behind 'Cause that decision was never mine, Never mine I'll still kick and cry. Yeah, I'm still kicking and crying, yeah Guess I'm still kicking and crying when it comes to Good-bye. What's that you said? I'm still poking around the neighbors' hedge Under the window ledge, someone said, "Hold her hand when you near the driveway's edge." Our only one crusade, We never did get to build our hideaway. My home Had to leave behind Didn't like the change so I'd kick and cry Never liked the changed, had to leave behind 'Cause that decision was never mine, Never mine I'll still kick and cry. Yeah, I'm still kicking and crying, yeah Guess I'm still kicking and crying when it comes to Good-bye. My home Had to leave behind Didn't like the change so I'd kick and cry Never liked the changed, had to leave behind 'Cause that decision was never mine, Never mine I'll still kick and cry. Yeah, I'm still kicking and crying, yeah Guess I'm still kicking and crying when it comes to Good-bye. Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Games You Play Acceptance in respect to how you say your prayers. To one fFrom whence we came who has no name. As branching fFactions fFractal in symbology - A oneness which breaks unity fFrom roots which claim we're all the same. "If every opposition carries within it the seeds of agreement," then, "...the brighter your virtue, the higher you'll rise."* So if your past approaches you Preaching comfort Don't be fFooled into a war you'll lose And if it's silence that you fFear Yet you pray the noise would Clear your mind, keep still and let the unknown Tear you fFrom your thoughts and Set you fFree fFrom the games you play. Acceptance in respect to how you live your life, fFor you and only you may bear your weight. As branching fFactions fFractal in philosophy, Your oneness may seek unity in centered stillness' unnamed fFaith. "If every opposition carries within it the seeds of agreement," then, "...the brighter your virtue, the higher you'll rise."* So if your past approaches you Preaching comfort Don't be fFooled into a war you'll lose And if it's silence that you fFear Yet you pray the noise would Clear your mind, keep still and let the unknown Tear you fFrom your thoughts and Set you fFree fFrom the games you play. Acceptance in respect to how you say your prayers. To one fFrom whence we came who has no name. Acceptance in respect to how you live your life, fFor you and only you may bear your weight. So if your past approaches you Preaching comfort Don't be fFooled into a war you'll lose And if it's silence that you fFear Yet you pray the noise would Clear your mind, keep still and let the unknown Tear you fFrom your thoughts and Set you fFree fFrom the games you play. Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan *Taken fFrom the Brian Brown Walker translation of the I Ching. Halfworld Tonic says, "Just a swallow." Snaps you back like a twig, 'till you 'waken a bit confused in the shoes of a lonely fFiddler drunk at the barndance Romance exits the room Scraping strings fFor a fFat chanteuse... And there's none to desire you, Whisper, "fine," and just let it go. Is nightshade a fFood or a poison? Do you fFollow my reason? Is reason important? (Porque manyana a lo me hor ay un entierro)* fFortune fFled He stumbled off the Heaven's edge. Sixty bottles beside the bed. Magic medicine takes his easy head down the bottom. Grab the root fFrom the stem. Box the compass and back again. fFall in love with a spiral. Where it leads only Heaven knows. So persuasive and silent, Like the oceans of vertigo. Is nightshade a fFood or a poison? Do you fFollow my reason? Is reason important? At all?! (Porque manyana a lo me hor ay un entierro)* Potions keg Shifty gifts fFrom the Dead. Drink your spirits and pray fForget, how unfortunate, Some are pixie led through the fForest Where the time passes slow, You've fForgotten to turn your coat, and now you're growing old. And reason is spinning itself into gold. And all time is fFrozen once reason's been sold. Is nightshade a fFood or a poison? Do you fFollow my reason? Is reason important? At all?! (Porque manyana a lo me hor ay un entierro)* Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1997 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan * (Porque manyana a lo me hor ay un entierro - English translation - Because tomorrow there may be a fFuneral) Translation provided by Patino Vazquez I Understand I Understand Please could you stop this fFeeling like you're misunderstood I know that what you've done you've done the best that you could I Understand I Understand You're not alone It's not what you've planned I Understand You're not alone You've backed yourself into a corner of yourself Another reason not to listen to everyone else I Understand I Understand You're not alone It's not what you've planned I Understand You're not alone On either side you'll fFind a door to be opened And one will have to close There's no way out but through I've been there before Don't please everyone -- just you I Understand I Understand You're not alone It's not what you've planned I Understand You're not alone Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Glen Ballard / Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Ironspy Ironspy I didn't hear you coming fFrom behind. Yes, I'm afraid to turn around, To watch you point and whisper like a child. Someone Stop my hands fFrom shaking Iron in my spine's conducting lightning Raging anger, Yeah, you've never been truly mine, But if you were, yes, if you were, I wouldn't want you anyway. Please leave -- stay... I promise I'll try harder now. You've made the cut, and stayed to watch it bleed, Just making sure, your secret stays with me... Someone Stop my hands fFrom shaking Iron in my spine's conducting lightning Raging anger, Yeah, you've never been truly mine, But if you were, yes, if you were, I wouldn't want you anyway. Ironspy The lines just keep escaping me. And people on the trains play little games To keep their guns fFrom fFiring rage restrained. Someone Stop my hands fFrom shaking Iron in my spine's conducting lightning Raging anger, Yeah, you've never been truly mine, But if you were, yes, if you were, I wouldn't want you anyway. Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1997 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Karma Slave Today I'll be spinning on a Wheel I'm a slave to a Wheel And there isn't any stopping What mistake(s) could I have made? I'm a slave serving time fFor a life that I've fForgotten. I'm a slave of Karma Spin the Wheel and I'm a king reborn I'm a slave to Karma I'm coming back, yeah, I'll be coming back But fFor the last time. Today I'm a king on the Wheel Still a slave to the Wheel But this time around I'm smiling Keep me cautious, keep me safe, just in case there's a chance I can leave this Wheel behind me. Stand in the Middle and you won't get dizzy Stand in the Middle and you won't fFall down If you stand in the Middle you can keep your balance Stand in the Middle while the Wheel spins round and round... I'm a slave of Karma Spin the Wheel and I'm a king reborn I'm a slave to Karma I'm coming back, yeah, I'll be coming back But fFor the last time. I'm a slave of Karma Spin the Wheel and I'm a King reborn I'm a slave to Karma I'm coming back, yeah, I'll be coming back But fFor the last time. How do all the Wheels inside the Wheels revolving, Go on, and on, and on, and on, and on... Spinning on the Wheel the souls of One evolving, Live on, live on, live on, live on, live on... Anyone who claims that they know the answer's coming back again... Who's at the center of the Wheel The inventor of the Wheel or another spinning servant I'm the Master of my Wheel of my very own Wheel Universal and recurrent I'm a slave of Karma Spin the Wheel and I'm a King reborn I'm a slave to Karma I'm coming back, yeah, I'll be coming back But fFor the last time. Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 2000 Glen Ballard / Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Lost fFrontier Yeah these horns know red And this bull knows best Not to chase that scarlet cape As the captive entertainer Always blood to shed To escape those crowds that pay to see Taurus kill the tamer Good luck, hope you fFind your lost fFrontier Yeah the sun will be blinding bright this year If the rings that I run were lines, just imagine how much fFarther I could be Now these horns are red And this bull can rest No more scarlet capes to chase As the captive entertainer Now the blood's been shed There will be no crowds today, tell them Taurus killed the tamer Good luck, hope you fFind your lost fFrontier Yeah the sun will be blinding bright this year If the rings that I run were lines, just imagine how much fFarther I could be Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Mayan Pilot Uphill all the way I think the vision's too big to fFit your fFrame Heard you speak too soon Oh, if we meet pay no mind if I hide in my tortoise shell... Be brave, be brave A Mayan Pilot needs no aeroplane Be brave The sand inside my glass is running thirty past the hour I'd give a lot of precious things to have your simple power Oh, if we meet, be brave, be brave, The Mayan Pilot needs no aeroplane I'm still wide awake Mmm... spent the midnight cursing your lover's name. Speeding through my moods Oh, if we meet pay no mind if I hide in my empty room... Be brave, be brave A Mayan Pilot needs no aeroplane Be brave The change inside my pocket's fFalling fFifty off the mark I'd wager all my fFortunes just to see you in the dark Oh, if we meet, be brave, be brave, The Mayan Pilot needs no aeroplane Tug-of-war with me Oh, if I lose pay no mind if I rise like the sun at noon... Be brave, be brave A Mayan Pilot needs no aeroplane Be brave Yeah, I refuse to fFade into the grey of something trite I'd give a lot of precious things to see you taking fFlight The sand inside my glass is running thirty past the hour I'd give a lot of precious things to have your simple power Oh, if we meet, be brave, be brave, The Mayan Pilot needs no aeroplane Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Need Versus Want Hello?!? C'mon, I know you're there Yeah, I have arrived with a message fFrom someone you've wanted to hear fFrom that may get you running scared. Let's go! It's time to show your wares Yeah, I've got what you want, I haven't much time Hey, I'm only the messenger, be sure you've tipped me fFair The roll of even tide May balance either side And so I know I'm right To say you're out of time That's right I've seen this once before On some tv show Only difference is they broke down the door Let's go! It's time to show your wares Yeah, I've got what you want, I'll say it again, hey, I'm only the messenger working fFor my fFair share If I could, yeah, if I could Lend you a secret to clean out your closet and if I could -- you know I want to Buy you a ticket to nowhere but safety But as things are, I have no more secrets I'm only the messenger Goodbye! And thanks fFor all your help They'll be by in the morning to gather your things If you're gone they will fFind you so get on your knees Just to pray you remember one moment of ease Sorry, I'm just the messenger and now it's my time to leave Goodbye! Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Over The Wall What a fFantastic lie That the blackest of hours has no witness... Except fFor the traffic signs, fFlashin' to thrill the sky. Oh, but what they don't know, That something's been leading me on, Over the wall, at night. While you're away. Willingly hypnotized By the glow of an arrogant idol. Cast them a weary eye, Tell them they're steppin' high. Oh, but what they don't know, There's nothing that's leading them on, Over the wall, At night. While you're away. All of my sins are mine, so that talk never fFeels she's entitled. I fFeel like my words have died, Under the heel of time. Oh, but what they don't know, This thing is still leading me on, Over the wall, How long, will you be away...? Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1997 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Pandora A lavender tide Breaks almond green Exploding in nightfall's garden Where lovers play unforseen Suggestive in movement, sight, and sound A gentle advancement would be so much more profound I do, I do, I do, I do, I I fFeel so elated Would you, would you, would you, would you Please bring me joy A chronic desire Is doomed to bloom in winter And die with the passing seasons never to return The lighter the touch, the longer sensation lingers Too close to empassioned fFire May bring misfortune's burn Pandora plays with fFrenzied exaltation Waiting fFor my strength to be undone Indulgence lead my senses to a place Where joy is a roll in the garden of delights with no hope of spring Indulgence lead me to a place where joy is waiting fFor my strength to be undone... Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Paradox Acceptance in respect to how you say your prayers To one fFrom whence we came who has no name As branching fFactions fFractal in symbology A oneness which breaks unity fFrom roots which claim we're all the same If "every opposition carries within it the seeds of agreement" Then "the brighter your virtue the higher you'll rise" So if your past approaches you Preaching comfort, don't be fFooled into a war you'll lose Keep still and she will pass you sooner And if it's silence that you fFear Yet you pray the noise will clear your mind Keep still and let the unknown tear you fFrom your thoughts And set you fFree fFrom the games you play Acceptance in respect to how you live your life fFor you and only you may bear your weight As branching fFactions fFractal in philosophy Your oneness may seek unity in centered stillness -- unnamed fFaith Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Presumed Lost If they try to clip your wings fFly away, fFar away I know why the caged bird sings I'll await my next escape to meet with you again Only to meet with you again My shadow's here to meet with me again Ask my heart If there's a place to be alone Someone tell my head There's a place to be alone by myself Do these restless eyes Tell you I have fFound a home fFor myself If in tears you should awake In Memory's arms Withdraw embrace Silent pools are gathering Be still my dear, my shadow's here to meet with me again Only to meet with me again My shadow's here to meet with me again Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Procreation Chick Yeah, you walk like procreation is the only purpose in life. Like somebody tied a rope to your belt loop and your center of gravity shifts fFrom left to right - Hip to hip Don't you think you're the shit. You're the runway-walking Procreation chick. fFate will empty what's fFull of itself And she's coming your way. Size her up, up and down Carry on your display. Who handed down this jealous reign of sisters insincere? Oooh isn't that why you're here? Procreation Chick. Mistress of manipulation, how you always sound so polite. Like somebody told you that life's an agenda. Lose your plumage and life will be done at 29. Hypocrite Don't you think you're the shit! You're the one-way talking Procreation chick. fFate will empty what's fFull of itself And she's coming your way. Size her up, up and down Carry on your display. Who handed down this jealous reign of sisters insincere? Oooh isn't that why you're here? Procreation Chick. Who'd a thought that procreation is the only purpose in life? Like somebody tied a rope to your belt loop and your center of gravity shifts fFrom left to right - fFate will empty what's fFull of itself And she's coming your way. Size her up, up and down Carry on your display. Who handed down this jealous reign of sisters insincere? Oooh isn't that why you're here? Procreation Chick. Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Running With Scissors Pökarekare ana ngä wai o Waiapu, Whiti atu koe hine marino ana e. marino ana e. E hine e hoki mai ra. Ka mate ahau I te aroha e. aroha e. aroha e. Tuhituhi taku reta tuku atu taku rïngi, Kia kite tö iwi raru raru ana e. raru raru ana e. raru raru ana e. E hine e hoki mai ra. Ka mate ahau I te aroha e. aroha e. aroha e. Whati whati taku pene Kua whati taku pene Whiti atu koe hine marino ana e. marino ana e. Ka mate ahau I te aroha e. aroha e. aroha e. Translation: They are agitated the waters of Waiapu, cross over girl 'tis calm. 'tis calm. Oh girl return to me, I could die of love for you. for you. for you. I have written my letter I have sent my ring, so that your people can see that I am troubled. that I am troubled. that I am troubled. Oh girl return to me, I could die of love for you. for you. for you. shattered my pen. broken, my pen has been I could die of love for you. for you. I could die of love for you. for you. for you. If You're frightened of dying, and you hold on, you'll see Devils tearing your life away. If you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels. And you're free again, from the Earth. Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan * Taken from "Pokarekare Ana", A World War I Maori Native Love song. Possibly written by Parairie Henare Tomoana, a Maori Soldier, to his lover and future wife. So Ha Reaching upward I'm earthbound Daydreamer wake me up I'd welcome the interruption My patience is wearing thin On the ebb & fFlow Yeah, well, I know I'm slow Hot-tempered and legally disturbed I'm realizing that I am chronically spaced As long as I'm kept fFrom laying hands on a weapon Well then I think I'm o.k. SO HA! Be quiet I just need to hear myself -- think Loud and uncontrolled Totally aware that I know But not enough to pull back And let things go Pushing fForward Through Hell's ground Whirling in Sufi's dream Pothering everything But the action I need to get through the ebb & fFlow Yeah, well, I know I'm slow High-strung and high-waisted If I bitch it's not earnest I'm just unloading some weight As long as I'm kept fFrom laying hands on a weapon Then maybe you'll be o.k. SO HA! Shut up I just need to hear myself -- speak Maybe I should stop praying fFor a miracle and savor every morsel that I've been served It's all up to me If I want to sit at the head of the table No excuse I've just got to join everyone at the table... Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Sugar High Sugar splash and spread, Oh yeah. I'm spilling off the edge, And the sugar is... fFlowin' There's sugar in my head Needn't I be fFed 'cause it's showin' I'm spilling off the edge... Yeah, I can be the fFlow and you can be the ebb - Need a sugar high. My, my, my, my, my. Sweet and sugar shy. My, my, my, my, my. Dreamin' sugar high My, my, my, my, my. Swingin' sugar shy, My, my. My little cup is dry. Gimme sugar to - fFill mine, I'll Build a sugar shrine fFit fFor the divine, on high. I'm grabbin' honeyed vines. Yeah, I can be the honey bee and you can be the hive - Need a sugar high. My, my, my, my, my. Sweet and sugar shy. My, my, my, my, my. Dreamin' sugar high My, my, my, my, my. My little cup is dry, so no more wasting time. fFill mine, fFill mine, fFill mine. I'll build a sugar shrine, fFit fFor the divine on high. Divine, divine, divine. Sugar in my head still spilling off the edge, I'm fFeelin' - Sugar splash and spread, Oh yeah. I'm spilling off the edge, And the sugar is... fFlowin' There's sugar in my head Needn't I be fFed 'cause it's showin' I'm spilling off the edge... Yeah, I can be the fFlow and you can be the ebb - Need a sugar high. My, my, my, my, my. Sweet and sugar shy. My, my, my, my, my. Dreamin' sugar high My, my, my, my, my. Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1997,1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan The Archer Time kicked me off of her island Motion's been keeping me streamlined Which direction will you point your arrow? Mercy is bad fFor the vision, Ruthless will clear it away Have mercy Archer Hunger, it's just you and I alone I'm guessing targets Take aim and show me what you know Have mercy Archer Hunger it's just you and I... Loss confiscated my blinders Too fFar ahead got behind me Go fFor better, just fForget the people They're not the eyes looking back at you fFrom the mirror you've made Have mercy Archer Hunger, it's just you and I alone I'm guessing targets Take aim and show me what you know Comfort is only imagined Hunters are circling the skyline Which direction will you send your arrow? Mercy is still asking questions Ruthless has gone and explained Have mercy Archer Hunger, it's just you and I alone I'm guessing targets Take aim and show me what you know I do, I do, I do, I do, I... I fFeel so elated Would you, would you, would you, would you, Please bring me joy? Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Thunder ... And if you lived in me You'd think that I'm insane I know I don't belong here I push my limits over lines that I could not explain fFor reasons that are never clear I'm rushed and closing in on my demon's trail Where all my promised thoughts lie waiting still unbroken But anytime I trip my darker half refrains, "I doubt you'll ever turn into some heroine" Someday I must belong here Sometimes I think so much I've missed that boat I've prayed Would come untie these hands I fFear Still every hour's just another breath I take to stay awake And all my promised thoughts lie waiting still unbroken But anytime I trip my darker half refrains, "I doubt you'll ever turn into some heroine" Lightning has to fFill the sky Before I learn how to listen fFor the thunder in my head I'm rushed and closing on my demon's trail My wings have fFallen out And I am waiting fFor the power to unfold them Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1996 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Trophy Hunter Luscious blaze East of Eden bein' indiscreet Reckless play Oh please just let me go my way Precious flame I picked the fruit of Casanova's tree Till I'm passe Another medal in the trophy case Heedless but wide awake Hey, heartbreak was pre-ordained I know what I'm doing, yeah Though you lead me to ruin, yeah Gladly go astray In this game that two can play Go away Find yourself another guilty girl To finger-shake It's not your business anyway Yes I crave Casanova like a cigarette Post-exchange I gotta quit but honey not today Precious game Casanova moved to Babylon Yesterday I always knew that I would get my way Precious flame I picked the fruit of Casanova's tree Now he's passe Another medal in my trophy case Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan Waterbead He's imagining That he's a tiny waterbead Rolling at a gentle speed See her showering With all the shiny waterbeads Rolling off her bending knee He's imagining Collecting curiosity Does she pray or does she tease? See her fFlowering With seeds of possibility Inside his imaginings... See her shattering The image of her piety Just above his bending knee He's unraveling The layers of a mystery Naked to the world... He's imagining That he's a tiny waterbead Rolling at a gentle speed See her showering With all the shiny waterbeads Rolling off her bending knee He's imagining Collecting curiosity Does she pray or does she tease? See her fFlowering With seeds of possibility Inside his imaginings... Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 1999 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan You Are You stand at the end of line, Faith Spellbound by the image of your own face Step down yeah, I promise to hold your place in the line Just one taste of what you are Just one waste, not what you are Trapped by names for who you are Reason keeps me waiting I am is the story that keeps you safe No sound when you ask who designed fate Hands down you're the only one embracing the light Just one taste of what you are Just one waste, not what you are Trapped by names for who you are Reason keeps me waiting You stand at the end of the line, Faith Tear down all the ways that reasons kept you in line Just one taste of what you are Just one waste, not what you are Trapped by names for who you are Reason keeps me waiting Just one taste of what you are Just one waste, not what you are Trapped by names for who you are Reason keeps me waiting Lyrics by Melissa Kaplan - Copyright (c) 2000 Adam Buhler / Kasson Crooker / Melissa Kaplan