1. |
Idol Tools
03:02
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let's pretend that this makes sense.
break down - buy new.
next is better next is better.
next is overdue.
intended obsolescence
breaks down - time flew.
next is better next is better.
get the next new you.
take something strong -
put it to good use.
keep it running keep it running.
it was passed down to you.
repair and maintenance
oil - replace screws.
keep it running keep it running.
pass it down, too.
relationships with tools echo others.
the need work to make them last.
not living for just first thrill.
fade - turn to trash.
our tools are mostly idol -
not used.
they don't create anything
or connect me to you.
even with care, things we make
won't last long.
but i'll hand you the tools i have
before i'm gone.
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2. |
Halfway is Home
03:16
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running from sunrise - towards sunset
trains move slowly, but slowly they head straight west
whistle blows lowly
coldly
lonely as a lost best
on the way, trains pass places
in those places they watch trains pass
along the way people stop at places
short stays sometimes last
hurt feelings for the end of the line
sometimes die on a porch
halfway is home
in time, singers there have a smaller torch
coasts aren't touching
ghosts aren't touching
i'm lucky to live
i regret nothing
i forget nothing
there's nothing to forgive
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3. |
Walked Nights Miles
02:21
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read walls lines
studied floors tiles
watched clocks keep time
walked nights cold miles
rags to riches and back to poor
you don't smile for me anymore
no laugh no grin no twinkle in your eye
you don't say what for
no tears when i say goodbye
never again, you swore
i've gotten in the way
left for a while
strong to stay
wept like a child
you've seen bad days, i've seen more
you don't smile for me anymore
i've told some lies
kept them mild
committed crimes
never went to trial
light in your eyes, i'm not sure
you don't smile for me anymore
not a game
sure isn't a war
every day
i'm at your door
not the end, though
there's still more
until i don't smile for you anymore
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4. |
I've Been Running
02:32
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hold it up in the air
i want to see it come down
all the feelings that come with this are going away
i've been running, looking down
trying to catch a shadow
waiting for a voice to sound that went away
hold it up in the air
i want to see it come down
all the feelings the come with this are going away
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5. |
Run. Rest.
02:35
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nothing promised - it was honest
don't dress the day in gold
fend off debt - but don't forget
we're doing what we're told
run rest run rest run
nonetheless
run rest run rest run
restless
why pine for lost hours
when we chose to enlist
solving problems - not ours
problems solved, nonetheless
run rest run rest run
nonetheless
run rest run rest run
rest less
i'm not used - i'm useful
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6. |
No Broadcast
04:09
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unremarkable. automatic.
transmission through static.
"leak remains uncontained.
outcome no longer in doubt.
edge of communication range.
over. and out."
no broadcast. real contact rare.
no broadcast. no one aware.
no broadcast. like last prayers.
no broadcast. no one there.
mission control is quiet.
minutes pass. hundreds in silence.
all eyes on Director Kranz.
good astronauts lost.
but for those left on land
there must be a response.
nothing yet on the evening news.
quiet evening, for two.
"mommy, look at my rocket.
like the one daddy flies to space.
why isn't he back, yet?"
her soft smile fades.
"Captain Bowman, are you there?"
knowing there's not signal, no air.
"preliminary cause - AE motor.
full diagnostic pending.
for you and your crew mission over.
your journey - unending."
all is dark at mission control.
Director Kranz now sitting alone.
radio left on.
hum broken after hours.
"this is Captain David Bowman...
my god, it's full of stars."
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