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NoVA (2010) Produced by Steve Thompson Engineered by Matthew Lancaster Recorded August 2009 - February 2010 at White Roses Studios Mixed by Matthew Lancaster and Steve Thompson Mastered by Joel Chiarizio Vocals, Guitars, Bass: Steve Thompson Drums, Percussion: Stephen Peck Tenor Saxophone: Dave Trinh Accordion: Amanda DeFusco Organ: Nick Tiberi Album Photography: Austin Vashaw Album Font: Ray Larabie Art Direction: Steve Thompson Band Photography: Lori C. Padilla
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I remember making my way down Old Franconia Thinking the best of my biggest mistakes would be the one I had yet to make But you were gone - yeah, you were gone I can't recall the time or place when I realized what I couldn't replace But you were gone - yeah, you were gone Digging the past up - it wouldn't fix a thing but I did it regardless just for the memories Darius Come bring the night Do just what's right in your eyes Stay where you are Back off now - don't take too long Darius - Do your best I've been wandering for so long you know I can't help but wonder "what if?" There by your side Fine undeniably in your mind Where will we be when my ghosts come back to haunt me Darius - Do your best I've been wandering for so long you know I can't help but wonder "maybe..." I Know I know where I'm right and I'm wrong And I know when I should sing you a song And I know where I want you to be I know when feel like I'm right And I know where I want to be at night And I know what I do that's wrong I swear the day will come And I know the night's still young And I know some day you will be here with me I know sometimes love can exist And I know just how to get that gist And I know sometimes right could make wrong I know all the stars in the sky And I know that sometimes I'm going to ask why And I know somewhere you should be I swear the day will come And I know the night's still young And I know some day you will be here with me Sometimes I want to run away Sometimes I don't know where to stay Sometimes I, sometimes I know sometimes I, sometimes I know absolutely nothing at all Realization You know that I am what I always was I know you know me You see what you want, You see what you aren't Why don't you show me I'm trying tell you about realization I'm trying to show you it's a revelation But you're thinking it's a stipulation, what can I do? People try to deal lives that aren't real I'm trying to be like no one I know what you need it might not be me But if that's true tell me It seems where you go means less than where you are at least when you've got nothing I can't understand how I'm here from where I am cos I felt like I failed I'm trying to tell you about a realization I'm trying to throw you an education But you're thinking it's a stipulation, what can I do? When I'm falling down from my bed of nails Take my hand and run away now I'm trying to tell you about a realization I'm trying to show you it's a revelation But you're thinking it's a stipulation - at least I tried NoVA NoVA, NoVA - I do believe it's over You won some fights But you lost the war NoVA, NoVA - When you moved closer You kept that heat But not as strong as before Well, well, hey, hey - tell me what did she say Tell me old friend because I've got to know NoVA, NoVA - I do believe it's over She got the best of you, Don't let her take the rest of you Never going back again to northern Virginia Never going to see my friends in northern Virginia Goodbye, Hello - Just where did you go I've got a feeling We won't meet again Photo Memories, Scattered entries but no one ever believes they're just pretend No one, No one thinks it will go on They tell themselves there won't be an end Traveling West Blues Traveling west - no, I don't know where I'm going to go But I'm not going to take it slow now Might end up in Idaho or something Keep on going far out - 'til NoVA's out of sight cos I'm never going back there again Redefining and denying - you're running away again Pride is fragile, but yours - it's only dented Yeah I might just make a little stop in Nebraska I hear the corn's real fine Anything to get my mind off where I was not that it changes anything that happened in the slightest Traveling west - doing my best to survive cos sometimes all you've got to do is survive Fear of Flying I've got this feeling on my mind I can't shake it no matter the time Every time I'm about to take off The jets fire, but never enough I'm taking on my fear of flying and I'm wishing I could take that step How I wish I could foresee on the horizon what awaits me It's not a matter of soaring above Above the bees and clouds and such It's more like a fear of falling Falling down in the mud Face down where I can't breathe Face down where no one see me Letting down all the ones who sped me up to speed Power Lines Livin' in the suburbs - Snow falls on the ground Lit house, empty heart - turntable spins around Twenty five inches - that's what they're telling me Winter's blowing heavily - You can barely see and Anna's voice sings out - makes me feel less alone Livin' in the suburbs barely even feels like home Power lines everywhere are going out again And it feels Like I’ve roamed for so long And it seems Impossible to find home And it feels the going's going wrong When I'm going home next - nobody can know When you're going to answer my calls on the telephone Lock is on the toolshed - Fire’s burning out below Everything is desolate - I’m living here alone Harsh Dose of Reality I need someone to tell me something So I can know who I really am Seems like things more or less these days are the way things have always been Whether you’re a Biko or a martyr-man are you doing everything that you can The reason that I bring up that line Is cos you still have the gift of time It's just a Harsh dose of reality It’s not the waiting - It's the humanity It’s just a harsh dose of reality I don’t know why - on and on I just wish I could tell the measure Of how you define a man Seems like things more or less these days are decided by the one with the gun in his hand Unaffected by the rising tides You go back to sleep again Under A Kind Tree Under a kind tree where you'll find me Wasting Summer days away where the breeze crosses the bay I left to find out what the world is really about No one ever told me you can't have everything you see Under a kind tree crouching down on one knee Maybe we can marry - that's what I act out in my head at least Under a kind tree where you will find me All I ever wanted was to be needed All I ever needed was a way to be completed Under a kind tree memories flow like you wouldn't believe Remembering New Jersey and all those things that you said to me The sand beneath us, water flowing in and out like our trust Do you recall, dear - declaring our love for the world to hear Under a kind tree where you will find me So that time's come and gone, but the memories go on and on I wish I could have too, but I just couldn't live without you Under a kind tree - that's where you'll find me In the water away from the bank I'm finally sorrow-free Now I’ve gone away from here Old Franconia (Part 2) I remember times that we had on Old Franconia Knowing the best was a day behind Wishing that I could change my mind But you were gone, but you were gone I can't recall the time or place when I realized what I couldn't replace But you were gone - yeah, you were gone Digging the past up - it wouldn't fix a thing but I did it regardless just for the memories Return to Discography |
