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Morse Beach
04:17
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Toe the line between sand and sea
The bitter ice
The bitter ice
Morning hours; wilting flowers from
Frost bite
From frost bite
I waited an hour, I guess she forgot me
I paid at the counter
Left my tip in a sunken defeat
I spotted a bar; "Why not give misery some company?"
I reached for the door
When this ol' haunt seemed to say to me, "Turn around..."
Twas the date, December 28th
Round midnight
Round midnight
Not a whisper, not a trace of human life
There I stayed all night
Waiting for Cathy to come, for someone to notice me
My body is numb
From toeing the line between sand and sea
I breathed in the snow, laid into soft focus
But that was hours ago
Oh, how the first light descends wearily upon Morse Beach
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Penny, where you walking? Penny, where you walking to, my dear?
Penny, are you going? Going with somebody new, my dear?
Have you lost your glasses or your mind
Because I shouldn't be so hard to find
I'm the man who's gonna love you
Standing on the corner just-a hoping that you'll
Walk on by
Lately I've been wandering by myself. Just wandering to nowhere.
Wasn't gonna leave today, but the sunshine was leading me to my front porch stairs
Just a few blocks down and to the right
That's when I saw the most amazing sight
It was the image of you
Standing on the corner just-a hoping that you'd
Walk on by
And there you go, and there you go
Stepping out into the street, but
You didn't know, you didn't know
The car was coming. Streamlined; gunning
Hit its mark and then kept on running
Penny, are you breathing...? Penny, if you can please do, my dear!
Penny help is on the way! Penny, stay with me! Don't you give up on me!
Heart rate's slowing down, we're losing light
Why didn't I do something to save your life?
I was day dreaming of you
Standing on the corner just-a hoping that you'd
Walk on by
Penny, where you walking? Penny, where you walking to, my dear?
Penny, are you going? Going with somebody new, my dear?
Have you lost your glasses or your mind
Because I shouldn't be so hard to find
I'm the man who's gonna love you
Standing on the corner just-a hoping that you'll
Walk on by
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3. |
LOA
03:45
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The beautiful Queen of the Irish hill is done
King Thomas picked her up in the old Benz and drove off with the sun
He took her to his perfect garden, we’re invited too
They wouldn't be pleased to see these green thumbs had all turned blue
Carrots, Tomatoes, and lots of Potatoes- but not just because our heritage
Digging in the earth, I swear, I understood what real marriage is
Giving a hand to your neighbor, even when you’ve got none to lend
The queen embodied her battle-cry, LOA, all the way to the end
Fourteen reasons, planted in your backyard
14 reasons, this has to be so hard
Fourteen trees, grown so tall
Seeds of your love, after all
Seeds of your love after all
Coca-cola, cookies, and backyard football
Games of checkers that I never won
I learned that the roots do the work,
while the flowers get the sun
But in the dark and in the dirt, there’s love
In the dark and in the dirt, there’s love, just like up above
Fourteen reasons, planted in your back yard
14 reasons, this has to be so hard
Fourteen trees, grown so tall
Seeds of your love, after all
Seeds of your love after all
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I’ve got to get away, but I don’t know where to go
I feel many kinds of pain, so I gotta to pop pills just to leave my home
I’ve taken a nasty beating from myself my whole damn life
So now i’m fucking the bullshit that’s unkind
I’ve gotta find myself, a place, and a piece of mind
I’ve lived all across this country, North, South and again
When i’m comfortable I leave, i never return and that’s how it ends
‘Cause when you live your life with two arms out its so easy to cut your ties
But now this isolation has me inclined
To got and find myself, a place, and a piece of mind
Its majorly evident, i’m never the resident
Wherever my body exists is where I inhabit
“Where is the old boy, nowadays?”
“He’s moving to Santa Fe. Or at least he was, but that was the last that I heard from him.”
Where has he gone? Where has he gone? I don’t know.
Is it any wonder that the Nomad himself never knows where he goes?
So I went gliding across the atlantic, hoping to heal my soul
Doing something just for me, I deemed plain selfish at 9 years old
“Some people have it worse than you, so how dare you dream or pine!”
But now I’m shoving my way to the front of the line
So I can find myself, a place, and a piece of mind
Its majorly evident, I’m never the resident
Wherever my body exists is where I inhabit
“Where is the old boy, nowadays?”
“He’s moving to Santa Fe. Or at least he was, but that was the last that I heard from him.”
Where has he gone? Where has he gone? I don’t know.
Is it any wonder that the Nomad himself never knows where he goes?
Home passage on a plane, finally somewhere to go
Gent, Belgium is the name of what I would call my heart’s eternal home
I thought I saw the whole picture til I paned my lense out wide
And all it took was a trip to a different tide
For me to find myself, a place, and a piece of mind
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5. |
Ships and Rockets
04:03
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What you see is what you get, unless you get it in a different color
Though, the color might not be the perfect shade, shade
If you cock your head from 12 to a quarter
Ships & Rockets might turn out the same, same
Hazel eyes can’t see the future
There is no way to get through to you, so I won’t try
This rocket ain’t big enough
You can say what’s on your mind, but I can’t
Should I speak, my mouth fills with regret and
I can’t remember the last time
That, that you said that you loved me
But I don’t bother to ask why
‘Cause it doesn’t matter
What you hear is what you know, unless you’ve known it through a different filter
As predicted, they were speaking through different tongues, tongues
Small wonder we had some miscommunication
What a paradox! Should they learn of their carbon copied lungs
Hazel eyes can’t see their fingertips
There is no way to get through to you, so I won’t try
This rocket ain’t big enough
You can say what’s on your mind, but I can’t
Should I speak, my mouth fills with regret and
I can’t remember the last time
That, that you said that you loved me
But I don’t bother to ask why
‘Cause it doesn’t matter to me
Everything from sensation to expression is an interpretation of
Our each and own perception, that which we cannot control
If we could understand that nurture is our nature, we wouldn’t
Murder sons and sisters over words that are so immaterial
There is no way to get through to you, so I won’t try
This rocket ain’t big enough
You can say what’s on your mind, but I can’t
Should I speak, my mouth fills with regret and
I can’t remember the last time
That, that you said that you loved me
But I don’t bother to ask why
‘Cause it doesn’t matter to me
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SHAKING HANDS WITH THE INVISIBLE MAN
I found you when I returned home
Parched and sick to your bones
Don't lie and say you've
Been up or out of
Your bed today
Why would I give you your keys
When you can barely say please
Don't lie and say you
Won't come back
So hopelessly sleepy
Our charming conversation grows
Increasingly distant and vague
You believe you're in first rate form
But you don't become sentimental and warm
Don't lie and say you
Haven't been with
Your very best friend
CHANGE
Change is something that they said
Was good when I was growing up
Change is what falls in between the seats of the car
Change is part of some greater design
Nah, fuck it, that shit just happens
Change out of your shoes and your coat
'Cause nobody's home
Funny the seasons change,
but to them it's just normailty
Autumn she always comes and goes
With all this change in life
I wanted you to be my one normailty
But autumn, she always comes and goes
Change is what I did to myself
So I could simply feel love
Change was gonna fix everything that I thought was wrong
Change was gonna make them all
Feel sorry about then before
Change was just gonna take me about a year or so
Funny the seasons change,
but to them it's just normailty
Autumn she always comes and goes
With all this change in life
I wanted you to be my one normailty
But autumn, she always comes and
Goes
Goes
So I changed and I didn't see all the good
I thought would headstrong come my way
So I changed but still inside me I knew that something was off
So one day, I met my mirror and I said,
"Hey boy, I think we need some help."
So now I skate along the border of a human being and a human becoming
It's so funny, the seasons change
but to them it's just normailty
Autumn can pack her shit and go
I changed my mind
In life, I just want truth to be my one normailty
'cause Autumn will always come and go
By starting off warm to then abandoning you cold
As the morning sun fades the Earth from green to gold
Change is something that they say
Is good but I'm still growing up
Change is what falls in between the seats of the car
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7. |
Incandescent
03:44
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You are the Ocean
That brings me under
You are the Sky;
Incandescent
You are the Ocean
That brings me under
You are the Sky;
Incandescent
And Gravity’s gone
And Gravity’s gone
You are the Ocean
That brings me under
You are the Sky;
Incandescent
And Gravity’s gone
And Gravity’s gone
And Gravity’s gone
And Gravity’s gone
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8. |
Neural Twin
04:16
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Lying in the middle of a single bed
Listening to the sound of my alarm sing; Ooooh
Wondering just how I’m ever gonna reach the door and if it’s even worth arising
But the Neural Twin inside my head says, “Get up! Let’s go! Deep breath! I am so proud of you!”
Yet my conscious subconsciousness is aware of a heaviness that comes with being Part 1 of 2
4ft. isn’t quite that far. Then, tell me, why is it like jumping from star to star?
Standing in the middle of the kitchen here
Thinking about my, well, everything; Ooooh
Pondering over obscenities and positives and which one of the two will swallow me
But the Neural Twin inside my head says, “Shut up! Let it go! Deep breath! I’ll be so proud of you!”
And my conscious subconsciousness is aware of a heaviness that comes with being Part 1 of 2
Tidal waves, they crash and tower and don’t subside for more than 24 hrs.
Holding the handle of a kitchen knife, tenderly caressing my arteries; Ooooh
How long have I been standing in the kitchen here? 5 minutes worth accrues like centuries.
Then my Neural Twin inside my head says, “Do it. Deep breath. Let go. They’ll be so proud of you!”
And my consciousness is fully aware of the heaviness that comes with being Parts 1 & 2
I know he’s a voice and nothing more. I gently put the knife back and close the drawer.
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9. |
Break From Being You
02:48
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When you need a break from being you
So relentlessly clever
Consistently correct
There are several ways to disappear
And never be heard from again
When you need a break from being you
Completely charming
And so, so funny
There are countless ways to disappear
And luckily, I know them all
Who do you think you are?
Typical me
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10. |
Running; Tethered
04:20
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I’m running to find you but you’re not there
If you wanted to be found then I guess you would’ve stayed
Yet I’m still here searching to find what’s not there; what was there
But it’s hard to keep up when my tether frays with every step you take
Don’t say you’re the only one I love
But you might as well be ‘cause you’re the only one
I’m dreaming of
Don’t say you’re the only one I love
But you might as well be ‘cause you’re the only one
I’m dreaming of
Dreaming of
I yield, I quit, I withdraw but you’re still everywhere
In every hair on the back of my neck, every pencil tip, every crack on the sidewalk
I feel her pulling around my waist, so I gotta start running just to keep up the pace
But I don’t know how many miles I’ve got left in me
So don’t say you’re the only one I love
But you might as well be ‘cause you’re the only one
I’m dreaming of
Don’t say you’re the only one I love
But you might as well be ‘cause you’re the only one
I’m dreaming of
Dreaming of
Please, no don’t let me weigh-weigh-weigh you down
For all I tried to do was rai-rai-raise you up
You’re free. Quick, double check your pockets before you go
‘Cause my mind keeps running; tethered to your memory and
Now everything is you
Don’t say you’re the only one I love
But you might as well be ‘cause you’re the only one
I’m dreaming of
Don’t say you’re the only one I love
But you might as well be ‘cause you’re the only one
I’m dreaming of
Dreaming of
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Day Off Chicago, Illinois
Day Off is a Chicago-based indie rock band formed by Andrew Milliken (Keyboard), Grant Brown (Guitar/Vox) and Kieran McCabe
(Drums/Vox) in the summer of 2017.
Using their only day off from work at a summer stock theater, these lads created a musical coalition (as well as a comedic origin short film) in order to take the Chicago music scene by storm and have fun doing it.
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