up seems so down tonight
UP SEEMS SO DOWN was recorded by Produced by Rob Newton and Dillon Blaney in 2011/12 at NewSound Studio
“there is a touch of sadness in everything he does.”
he doesn’t know what he is now from what he was
the walls climb themselves i’m just watching them
i didn’t touch anything that wasn’t touched
enslave this excess and watch the world dissolve
dreams offer sleep with no rest involved
she quotes the poet’s off the bathroom stalls
and she wears her hair down but he never calls.
“are you sleeping? i’m gonna play this anyway.”
he’s been murdered it’s all over the back page news
someone slit his wrists and then took his shoes
the folly is in never knowing which way you’re gonna choose.
and everything you said she said he said was true
i’m casting a shadow of someone else’s ruin
the mirror says it’s me... how politely i refuse
she sits beside herself just bending spoons
i've reached the world’s end but i don’t see the moon
slyly waits until he’s good and gone.
he martyrs her pride cause he thinks that it makes him strong
he fumbles the doorknob but the key is wrong
this reluctant dream he’d never counted on
he screams at the keyhole but it’s a different song
she wants to stay she wants to fight
she wants her way she wants to make it right
seams unthreading when they touch the light
nowhere is here and now
up seems so down tonight
she holds me pressing up against her breast
if something’s real it’s that i’m scared to death
to open my eyes if heaven hurts like this
if up seems down and then hell must feel like bliss
i said hell must feel like this
she wakes and shakes the dreams out of her hair
it hurts like **** but she doesn’t care
morning's come and i’m finding it hard to bear
to say this much just for no one else to hear
just for no one else to hear
there's no one else in here
everything you want will have to go
everything you love, everyone you know
everything you haunt will come to a close
everyone you touch / everything you feel
everyone you show
ignore the pain wasn’t that the deal we made?
she bought my soul for the price of lemonade
i made the score but i never made the grade
everything i do is contrary to what i say
when everything you’re saying just won’t make it right
and blue seems gray here but all you see is white
her body’s shaking and her hands are tied
nowhere is right here and now
up seems so down tonight
it’d be so much easier if this wasn’t real
do you see this better?
do you feel now how i feel?
her eyes are closed both hands are on the wheel
she locked her keys inside but the windows down
take a look around
see what you've found
up seems so down
everything you want will have to go
everyone you touch, everyone you know
everywhere you haunt will come to a close
everyone you meet
everyone you show
up seems so down tonight
hold on it will be alright
wait till the morning light
hold on it will be alright
one day it will be alright
up seems so
up seems so down tonight
words and music by robb
november 12, 2000
morning. sunday. apartment.
printed december 3, 2000