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Warpers World
04:29
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Living for love flying off the cuff
Practice makes weird, found what I feared
In my molasses dirty glasses
Standing in line see that life is laughing at me
Bye bye kids, Goodbye kids
Oh la la it's the longest oldest story
Folding in on itself like a newspaper
In the morning over twice boiled tea I repeat myself
See the embers all dying down embers are all dying down
Bye bye kids
(in a Warper's world...)
Goodbye kids
(I go where I'm golden)
Flowers tower over this fallen tree
In a clearing where my branches once softly breezed
Now a brittle and bitter log I lay beneath crow’s feet
Then the lightning comes crashing down lightning coming crashing down
Thankful I made it out of there
In time I made my own bed
You better bet I did
Goodbye kids
In a warper's world I’m already golden
In a warper’s world I’m good as gold
Skippers cool math on a path path path
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We are Attended 2
03:31
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Got nothing on the calendar
Blank grid, x marks the box
Today’s the day I stay
At room temperature
Waiting to catch up
There’s no use
No strangers
To the strange loop
We are attended 2
The sequel to my earlier self
Revisits the song world
Each listen is a chance
to flip the switch in a snow globe
All we need is in this room
Or beyond the walls
Between here and the moon
Or just past, zooming out
I’m waiting to catch up...
We are attended to, mine and yours
All the files are updating
Downloading, Backdated, Reloading
Fall off the table with me
Embracing the slow dive
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Advanced Wavelengths
03:52
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The fuzz followed us
Full surround moving cotton cloud
Seasoning the lot
Sneezy stuff no we couldn't run
The forest lit by lamps
Stairs grown over with mold and clover
Then fumbling with my amp
For the samples of your voice it sent
Said forward we go
In our little boat
Advanced wavelengths
Knew it even before you say it
Standing at the cliff
Two umbrellas for the airlift
The roses they grow
Pinch my hand like a Spiderman
Hanging from my clothes
Hand in arm yes I had to bend away
Brass on the beach
Blasting every song from Grease
Lightning we suspected
The kind you can’t get out of your head
Outwards I blow
My breath no longer mine alone
I want to be seen from a lighthouse
Light blue ocean, my new shirt
I want you to see me all that I am
Want to be illuminated
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Flooding the Imagination
04:12
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Cars across the water,
algae in the engine
Obstacles each shape,
don't let em block your way
Patiently approach the maze
whistle around safely
Moving slower around the track
When I felt my body fight back
This is the feeling
of passing by
Essence of regret
I lovingly forget you
It’s my privilege to
Obstacles each shape
Don’t let em block your way
Patiently approach the maze
Moving slow around the track
when I felt my body fight back
Too much music just to lose it
open the gates here come the cruisers
Watch for the flag
Watch for the flag
Are you ready
All set
Flooding the imagination
Crowded track
Flooding the imagination
Flip the background
Too much music just to lose it
Open the gates here come the cruisers
This is the feeling
of passing by
Essence of regret
I lovingly forget you
Its my privilege to
Patience patience (a call back to the song "Honest Wish")
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The breeze blew through the trees kaboom
A sneeze bless you the largest bloom
I wish I was a vicious bug,
I'd bite nonstop you'd kill me swat
You'd wash your clothes, where would I go?
The memory of murdered me...
Will you watch me move through phases clear
As I learn the way to disappear
Unravel the road untravel
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Giant Scorpions
01:48
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Giant scorpions in the forests along the central coast
Been thumbing through old journals I was seeing a ghost
They could move through any material: concrete, brick, aluminum, denim
Might stand the street below my window calling out my god given name
On any night you would just hear screaming and honking
Screaming and honking screaming and honking screaming and honking Screaming and honking
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7. |
Am I a Terror
02:36
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Am I the terror in my own life?
Was this ticket an error?
Train barreling forward
Conductor with no control
A kid (maybe) snuck in
And pressed go
If I look past Tyler terror
Maybe a different mirror
I might grow
Like snowdrops in spring
Often rising above the ice
But my glasses!
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8. |
Halifax
05:18
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Frostbitten, I moved on cheerfully
Secure but slipping hastened to Halifax
Chapped and chipper, on my own cognizance
Left at the fork in the road
Found a job I hated, long weekends carbon dated
Up there with worst regrets nothing can be undone
Lacked any conscience I moved so fast a blizzard
Tearing through the open plains
One high pitched weekday, a pain ran through my spine
Sunk in around nine and forced me to the mat
Glued to the ground with massive painful resolution
A part of me melded with the floorboard
My doctor my best friend, called frequently I never spent
More than a moment alone in this loud place
Caught a strong young artist feeding muses with a cursed heart
Save your pity for the next world
I had to I returned, vacation undeserved
Who can escape the pond's calm surface
My own reflection, eyes frozen no direction
Chances are we’re done here
We’re done
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9. |
Deluge - Calm Drum Seas
00:52
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"Casual Danger"
The weeks the weeks the weeks pass
Along a long an easy long time
The leaves they left in a hurry
But worry not, they’d made up their mind
I took you home, I carried
You along all wrong, the rain and the snow
I overate and heated
You had to fall when I let go
The hours click by gently
Heavy fog like a soup of the day
The rules are over-rated, I never mean to do what I say
Why do I worry so
Why do i worry so why do i worry so why do I worry so why do i worry so
There is no actual danger, just casual danger
An alarm going off somewhere
Getting closer, a challenge on wheels
Bring me anything to eat
I am starved by the whole ordeal
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Bravado
03:43
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On the highway sputtered out
Done with this direction
Froze in the seat my so called soul
Left without leaving a letter
There was a self-destructive spirit
And the tendency to complain
Took a toll on the church bell
Then toppled with a statue’s weight
Back down the ramp to the subway
I let it go I let you know I let it go for good
Everyday the corner
Backs away from me
Most uncomfortable sailor
Heading for anxiety sea
There was a steadily blooming beacon
Most welcome sight in the morning fog
I was the picture of textbook indecency
Whatever's right I could have made it wrong
Knew they were right, still rather be wrong
Repeating the same mistakes
If only for old times sake
In my dreams I sing to the rivers and the clouds alone
Moments of notoriety, echelons of entirety
Faded back for a moment when I heard that tone
Side of highway sputtered out
Done with this direction
Nowhere to go, no one to know
To the wishing well I send my confession
My desert graveyard
I’ll send a postcard
For a better ending
Go ask a friend
(Prayer for lost souls)
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Lift Every Lid
03:04
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Keep it in the ecosystem
F left hand am right
An outlier on the fence
At the first sign of certain doom there’s
No sense in silence
Lift every lid, looking to find
Where have you been
Lift every lid, learning the truth
Before and since
No control over the whirlpool
We may as well roll
Down the window the truth is out
But I want no part
Listening from the next room
I’m really in hot water now
Cooking slow in the crock pot
How do I get out of what I was meant for?
A slow stew
Brewing
Below the collar
Beneath the skin
Under the lid
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Fair Light
03:08
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Reelin in the rain, shortcuts like an oil through a lake,
All cars change lanes, a smile could sink you in it’s wake.
Piece of cake I’m awake can’t explain
Is this true or just a test? Wanna tear these arrows from my chest
Five alarm or just a fake? Laughing as I skip away
Spikes comes down: pfffffffff
Storm steps up: tssshhhh
Then at the suns first sign: fair light!
Clay pots in the bag, knocking like bells might hear coming
From another secret room, getting pulled into a strange dispute.
Nothing new I presume, not too soon, I assume
Calling back, coming clean
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Warp Prism 2
02:33
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In the mirror I see alternative reality
It’s not always my decision
When and where I travel in the warp prism
Crystal ball so revealing
Clear view between now and death
How am I supposed to deal with this
How am I supposed to deal?
Tape:
Well, here I am. It’s 1995 and I’m with my mom and brother
at the Tower Records on Blackstone in Fresno California…
We came here to buy the Deep Blue Something record
because we liked the song Breakfast at Tiffany’s
But oh look at this? The band is called X and the album is called Wild Gift?
The words are wrapped up like presents...
What if I bought this instead?
What am I supposed to do in this situation?
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Day Burglar
02:41
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Off on the ledge I start my day
Morning prayer not much to say
Reflective silence....
Just a couple of birds on the typewriter
Worried we may be robbed of time But what is it -
Money in the safe may be past saving
Now that the vault has gone
I’m empty as when we started
Out on a limb I regret my choice
Having gone too far
Gas in the car from pressure and bones
The clock touches us all
Can’t cancel this visit
Day burglar in the distance
Coming closer
Cowpoke with a shadow over the shoulders
Serious business protecting what you own
Worried you’ll be robbed of time but what is it
Money in the safe may be past saving
Now that the vault’s gone
We’re as empty as when we started
And we started off strong
Extensive menu
Impressive front of house
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18. |
Goodbye Animorphs
02:30
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Like an old friend that I'd let down, they’ve come back around
Twas a long night in a small town nervy unwound
Soft and true moon got a clear glimpse from the border of the pond
What a big deal to be revealed in the glory of honesty
Mind may drift the ground may move beneath me I am living proof
A sailor and a starboard friend I'll pass through walls just pop and bend
Shifting in my rubber boots, quaking in my silver shoes
I'm walking out will go as fast any direction as long as I last
Reflection - what have I got to do to do connect and get through truly to you
Reception - what can I say to prove to me to prove to you I'm worth believing
Tiny flicker, just a moment, one where I had full control
No not that far from the rulebook, until I had a look
Saw the privilege to be changing just moving down the chain
Endless resource, so it seemed, often just a dream
My enemy another me I confront the mirror reeling
Take what’s true and re-arrange the stage is set audience strained
Sand still shifting boat becalmed the sails have snapped I’m lost in awe
Just staring at the curve of the earth empty hands all I deserve
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19. |
The Slip
02:39
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Stand at the line in between two things
Knew this city one day -
Met you took me down another way -
Totally different smell, new colors -
Pianos with increased range
Melodrama plays out on two different stages
There is 1) what has happened and
2) what we wish had happened
And what we think we should do
A new zone
Slip into something fresh
Challenge this
Once clear perspective,
Now old plants in the backyard
Overgrowing
Recent person
In the picture
Dotted pointillistic
Blurred out of focus photo
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20. |
Peony Bowed Windward
10:15
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21. |
Chicago B.S.
02:52
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(Prayer for lost things)
Where were you? Our guide off the map
We wandered along the grid the path
Please don’t do this to us in the city
When you walked off with the keys to catch some z’s
Lights on the lake had started to change place
Imagined them as notes on the staff recomposing
Handsome dog appeared from the weeds
You could have read the story in his eyes
If you had been there we didn’t tell you
Panic approached from all sides
I tried the meditations from the book I had
Repeated “I’ll never eat a cheeseburger again”
(I lied, I couldn’t do that to myself)
Phone rang to message
Rolling random through the streets we went
Until you were just there again
Where were you? Our guide off the map
We wandered along the grid the path
Please don’t do this again
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Tyler Martin Asheville, North Carolina
Sci-fi sandwich artist, currently subterranean at Norfair Studios on Zebes.
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