Keep Looking
If you love someone just to be saved,
then I hope they love you back
All the money they make,
won’t buy happiness that lasts
If you keep looking for easy answers be sure
There’s no telling what you’ll find
If you pray for a miracle don’t
count on anything to change
You’ll be left wondering why
Jesus never took the reigns
If you keep looking for easy reasons be sure
There’s no telling what you’ll find
No one thing to blame and no silver bullets
Life’s complicated the truth’s never black or white
If you trust anyone in a hat
and the promises they make
Or a secret you read
about karma luck or fate
If you keep looking for easy answers be sure
If you keep looking for easy reasons be sure
If you keep looking for easy answers be sure
There’s no telling what you’ll find
Indifference
Indifference isn’t dark at night or a ray of sunshine
It’s hard to even notice when you know it’s there
Too much is where we go to hide,
Not enough burns in the light
Indifference isn’t wrong or right and doesn’t care
I wish I hadn’t heard that song today
The radio told me was good
I’m always writing songs they wouldn’t play
While still believing that they could
CHORUS
I wish you didn’t care so much about
That job and what they think of you
Some things just aren’t worth wearing yourself out
With all the worrying you do
Indifference isn’t black or white, or a shade of blue skies
It’s hard to even notice when you know it’s there
Too much is where we go to hide,
Not enough burns in the light
Indifference isn’t wrong or right and doesn’t care
I wish I knew when to just let it be
Or keep opinions to myself
The stupid reasons I’ve been loosing sleep
Or why you won’t defend yourself
The Better Way Back When
My eyes are barely just showing
When I’m outside from fall until spring
I must be getting old
I feel less cool than cold
I used to keep my hair longer than the girls I dated
Seemed to impress everyone I knew back then
Now I’m holding on to whatever god has left me
Looking my age and dressing in the trend
Of the better way back when
My LPs are kept in milk crates
On the floor beneath my mix tapes
You’re streaming something new
While I’m dusting off side 2
I used to the lead the moshing
off at the shows in my town
Hung out all night to party with the band
Now I find the exit closest to where I’m standing
So I can leave 2 songs before the end
With the better way back when
I took on the world in my prime
Trusty skateboard by my side
I used to be so popular that I never worried
I could ever go wanting for a friend
Now I’m on the Facebook, trying to find an old flame
Figuring out the newest ways to send
To the better way back when
My LPs are now on ebay
You won’t believe what hipsters will pay
Honeymoon
They call it settling down, I’m not so sure
Some lovers waste a whole lifetime to settle a score
They don’t look like they have as much fun anymore
If you loose yourself somehow
Can you get back from there anymore?
Who says you’re making an honest man of me yet?
The married women we know are filled with regret
Not something else we both could be doing instead
Until there’s nothing left to loose
Do you remember the day we first met?
I had a dream that we were on, our honeymoon
And the air was thick with tropical breeze
and flowers in bloom
This whole thing must have cost a fortune
Don’t wake me up
Do you worry when the honeymoon’s over, will we be in love?
Would you wear your long hair up or let it fall down
The open back of an off-white crinoline gown
The wedding bells might make a familiar sound
How long do you think they’ll last?
Who’s getting tired of waiting around
Chorus
If this is settling down, you’re my ball and chain
If you could do it all over, over again
The invitations lost or destroyed in the rain
Would I wake up by your side
Or fall asleep singing another refrain
Somebody Else
My neck is burning, and I’m turning red
The rush of blood that fed my ego
Wakes me from my sleep now
That you lie beside, somebody who has lied to you
My face is empty, the truth behind these eyes
is you don’t realize you see what
you want to see but she was alone and it was late
I did not hesitate
Who knows what, secrets we both hide
If you only knew where I was last night
Making excuses for myself
While I was with somebody else
My hands are steady, but my grip is weak
I’m trying not to speak while we walk
hand in hand your small talk
is leaving me behind
Are we just wasting time, again
This used to be so easy
What the hell has love done to me?
My legs are heavy, and I’m sinking fast
Why can’t a secret last forever
Is anyone much better
off knowing the truth
I wonder just who
Purple Tribute Song
The first time that I danced with a girl was in 5th grade
I’d never be the same, the song was Purple Rain
I wore that movie out, on my parent’s VCR
I bought a white guitar, ‘cause Baby I’m A Star
I took Michael Jackson’s poster off the wall
A new prince will rise the king of pop will fall
This is my purple tribute song, part Joni Mitchell part James Brown
A little Hendrix without sounding at all like either one
My mom thought you were sexy, my dad thought you were gay
The high heels and the makeup, the Raspberry Beret
Photos in the nude, a symbol on your cheek
Singing in falsetto, Kiss on MTV
They say Frank Sinatra did things his own way
But Nothing Compares To You until this day
This is my purple tribute song, part Joni Mitchell part James Brown
A little Hendrix without sounding at all like either one
Even Miles Davis was a fan, and when he sat in with your band
He met his rival for music’s most eccentric leading man
Your music lasts forever, your legend never dies
But I heard that you were taken by Thieves In The Temple tonight
So I’ll dance like no one’s looking, pretend to be quite shy
You taught us all to party, like it’s 1999
You changed religions like you changed your hair
Your preferred chartreuse but I just don’t care
Does Anyone Change Their Mind Anymore
Here come the experts on attack
You double down on your own facts
If the consensus is on their side
Then it’s all conspiracies and lies
Heading for disaster,
we’ve chosen to ignore
Does anyone change their mind anymore?
Raised by the tribe from which you came
It’s no surprise that you’re afraid
Of anyone that don’t look like you
That prejudice isn’t something new
But we don’t have to live by,
the mistakes we made before
Does anyone change their mind anymore?
Everyone has a point of view,
that don’t make them equally all true
When the news is all fake, and the voters are bored
Does anyone change their mind anymore?
I used to go out every night
Now I spend all my time online
My friends are all gathered here for me
Whatever I think of they agree
Like if we were all created,
in the image of our lord
Why should anyone change their mind anymore
Neil
I wanna write a song that my father could play
He knew a few open chords back in the day
Then he got busy with a family
I still remember a few songs he sang to me
Bad bad Leroy Brown, the baddest man in this whole damn town
Picked a fine time to leave me Lucille,
4 hungry children and a crop in the field
I wanna play ball like my daddy could play
He ran his mouth non-stop from behind the plate
He could shoot good pool and he really could skate
Wish I could say the same about his golf game
Bad bad Leroy Brown, was only 42 when cancer came around
Picked a fine time to scare us to death,
glad he wasn’t ready, to leave us just yet
I wanna build stuff like my father could build
He could fix anything he could learn any skill
He could outwork a man two times his size
But had a hard time taking anybody’s advice
Bad bad Leroy Brown, stubborn as a mule if he wan't such a clown
Picked a fine time to love him Lorraine,
It must have took the patience of a patron saint
I wanna be wiser than my father was
Take better care of myself and those that I love
Learned a lot of lessons from his mistakes
I wanna write a song that my father could play
Bad bad Leroy Brown, it took a heart attack to bring him down
Picked a fine time to leave us all Neil
three grown up children, and a crop in the field
LISTEN
It’s harder to listen than it is to complain
I got so many 1st world problems
I’m dying to take out on you
I won’t even bother
to find out how you’re doing or what you’re up to
Its harder to listen than it is to complain
It’s harder to listen than it is to avoid
I know there’s something on your mind
by that far away look you’re wearing these days
But I don’t wanna hear it
so I’m trying to stay completely out of your way
It’s harder to listen than it is to avoid
It’s so much harder to listen than it is to tune out
Whatever you’ve been saying
is less important than the call I’m waiting for
My phone is on the table
and we both know which one of you I chose to ignore
It’s harder to listen than it is to tune out
What am I missing, under the sound
Of a bull in a china shop when I talk,
I just knock everything down
And find myself with no one left to listen to
It’s harder to listen than it is to debate
You tell me your opinions
while I’m busy thinking of what I’ll say next
I’ll make you wish you hadn’t
trusted me with all of your deepest secrets
It’s harder to listen