Songs Without Faces, Friends Without Words

by St. Van Cortlandt & the 101

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released 02 April 2010
All songs written, performed, and recorded by Daniel Van Cortlandt.

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Track Name: The Mark
The lights in your head are all blue and white
They trickle down my street when the sun’s out at night
But things are gonna be alright so baby please don’t cry
You can’t recognize what you’re looking at
‘Cuz everything you see is just a blur against the black
But everything’ll be alright, we got you out of there

And you’ve got the mark to go with the stars
You got something I thought I’d always want
There’s some kind of magic in your heart
You’re keeping the family name on

Climb into bed and shut your eyes
We’ll sing you off to sleep with the sounds of a fight
But things are gonna be alright for your mom and I
And you’ll learn to dream of battlegrounds
Soaking up the blood of the armies you put down
And everything’ll be alright without me around

And you’ve got the mark to go with the stars
You got something I thought I’d always want
There’s some kind of magic in your heart
I hope that it never fucks you up
You’re keeping the family name on
Track Name: Uncle Charley & the Lost Tambourine
I always said truth, she always said dare
And she only loves me when I’m not there
Her eyes are in my mind, my hands are in her hair
She’s miles behind me and I’m going nowhere
But it’s alright, yeah it’s alright
Oh it’s alright my love, it’s alright

‘Cuz I’m keeping my eyes on the horizon
I’m tapping my feet on the way back home

So I tried to stray far out on New York way
I got a new job and I found a new place
But I’ve been grinding my gears
For going on three whole years
Been spending my nights all alone
Been working my hands down to the bone
And still the same thoughts in my head
Today as all the others that came and went
I’m placing a hand over this hateful heart
And hoping that the good lord does his part

And I’m keeping my eyes on the horizon
I’m tapping my feet on the way back home

And I don’t know why but I guess
New York don’t want me anymore
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

‘Cuz I’m keeping my eyes on the horizon
I’m tapping my feet on the way back home
Track Name: Travelodge
No words about tomorrow gonna make us cry
‘Cuz there’s still time to borrow even if there’s none to buy
I want to tear you open one last time
Kiss your heart and say goodbye
‘Cuz I don’t believe in anything that could keep us apart
Except for the roads, those we choose
And maybe mine still leads to you

I think you understand and that’s enough
But I don’t want you calling me out by the bluffs
We made this bed together
And now it’s time to lie
Down and say goodbye

You know I really wanted you for myself
I love you more than anyone else I ever met
But I don’t believe in holding on
To anyone for too long
Now we’re on the bed, now we’re on the floor
You been a lover and friend, never wanted anymore
Now we’re on the floor, now we’re on the bed
Never wanted any more, than a lover and a friend

And I think you understand and that’s enough
But I don’t want you calling me out by the bluffs
We made this bed together
And now it’s time to lie
Down and say goodbye

Now we’re on the floor, now we’re on the bed
Never wanted any more, than a lover and a friend
Now we’re on the bed, now we’re on the floor
You been a lover and friend, never want it anymore
Track Name: The Continuing Story of Girly Man & the Bearded Lady
Well I heard the raindrops falling all through last night.
That news reported says the water’s getting pretty high.
Adjusted panoramic with my one glass eye.
My wife’s in the other room. I think I can hear her crying:

“If this flood is gonna kill us, hope I’m the first to die.
‘Cuz I heard somewhere it’s worse if you can manage to survive.”

Why do we need these harmonic dreams?
I just can’t conceive.
Built a raft from jigsaw puzzles, then went and lost a piece.
I’m waiting for the breach.

Now there’s waves that lap the windows and keep a perfect time.
There’s seas that rise and rage. It’s clear the end is fucking nigh.
She’s up there in the attic, and me without my thighs.
I’d drag ass up the stairs but I don’t even wanna try.

If this flood is gonna kill us, I’ll be the first to die.
‘Cuz I heard somewhere it’s worse if you can manage to survive.

Why do we need these harmonic dreams?
I just can’t conceive.
Built a raft from jigsaw puzzles, then went and lost a piece.
I’m waiting for release.

The riverboat’s on Main St. All look so surprised,
To see the unused crib and rattle floating by.
Track Name: Into the Perfume
It’s New Years Eve and I’m back on my own again
I’ve been party crashing a bit to no better end
Because times like these call for killers and apothecaries
But I’m just another slide show freak
So drunk and weak I might as well just go to sleep
Track Name: Razor Straight
The narcoleptics are in the perfume
They’ve all injected their fates and fortunes
And every blade of grass breaks like an hourglass
Screams “We were here before the apes,
We were here when dinosaurs descended.”

“And they’ve had a good run but these things they just don’t last
Well past a purpose and far from a perfect past
And all their satellites of inventive radiance
Come zipping back into the atmosphere
Of fire that’s turning black.”
Oh I shot the maiden, gut sick of waiting
Nothing to save until you give your God a way

Hey, hey, razor straight, hollow at the bone

Still gotta move without shaking
Still gotta prove I’m still awakened
Still gotta hum along these breadths to Babylon
Where bathed in artificial light
The darks of night are nigh forgot
Eye-opening numbers, closed off to covers
I’ll take another ‘til I get this gun to go

Hey, hey, razor straight, hollow at the bone
Track Name: Caramel
Saw you in that window
Sweet Autumn in your hair
There’s years between us now
But you’re still stealin’ my air
Baby where you goin’?
Baby where you been?
‘Cuz I’m still sitting here waiting
But you won’t let me in

And I’m not the only one who loves you

Snow in my bedroom
Cobwebs on the covers
I can taste the caramel
From when we were lovers
Baby where’s my heart?
Baby where’s my sight?
‘Cuz I been sitting here waiting
Ever since you took flight

And I’m not the only one who loves you

Don’t know where you been
Or who you been with
Don’t care why or how
‘Cuz you’re here with me now
And I’m not gonna miss
This one chance to get you jealous

But I’m not the only one who loves you
Track Name: D.E.A.F.
I’m sick of these meaningless songs
I’m tired of speaking in tongues
I’m more than an insignificant voice
Droning alone to a wall of noise
And I think I’d rather whistle a drumbeat
Than stand up here and sing about nothing
I think I’d rather see more cuttin’ up the dance floor
Than golf clapping ‘til your hands are sore

Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?
Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?
Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?
Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?

I’m fed up with these restaurateurs
And the Upper East Side whores
All lemon-lipped and patronizing
Genocide sounds appetizing
Whatever we’ve begun
Might already have been tried
Might already have been done

Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?
Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?
Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?
Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?
Don’t you know I’m, don’t you know I’m deaf?
Don’t you know I’m deaf, Oh Lord?
Don’t you know I’m, don’t you know I’m deaf?
Track Name: All Souls' Parish
Haven’t spoken to Jesus in quite a spell
I wonder what he would say
I wonder what he would tell
Cast an eye to the tops of the trees
And throw the other in the wishing well
Send more money for the missions on the road to hell

‘Cuz we’re like any other church
We just make you feel worse
We just hold you to the ground
We just kick you in the purse
Love to make you fit the mold
Burn you up then leave you cold
Rise above and rot below
And you know…

You can’t save yourself and you can’t save your soul
And if you’re sleeping now, out amongst the stars about to fall
It’s gonna perish all

And while I’m mentioning your name
My one and only confession is how I needed you to kill the pain

You can’t save yourself and you can’t save your soul
And if you’re sleeping now, out amongst the stars about to fall
It’s gonna perish all
Track Name: What's "Redemption for Whimps?"
I told a lie and I dodged the hit
And I picked a fight I knew I could win
I spun the tale to bolster my rep
I don’t agree and I don’t accept
I took a risk; I came on top
I was down south and I couldn’t stop
I can do better; I can act tough
I can make good and I can clean up

For all the right reasons
For all the right wrongs

I saw the light and I bore the whip
And I weighed the worth of my life to his
I spared the rod to see what I’d get
But I don’t forgive and I don’t forget
I condescend; I crack a grin
I let you think I’m such a good friend
I can look pretty; I can play dumb
I can do anything that I want

For all the right reasons
For all the right wrongs

All the right friends, all the right clothes
All the right moves, all the right notes
All the right places, all the right songs
All the right people, all the right wrongs
All the right money, all the right words
All the right his, all the right hers
All the right drugs, all the right jobs
All the write homes, all the ride stops

For all the right reasons
For all the right wrongs
Track Name: Norman, the Angel Without Wings
Way up in the cloud city they like to race
And all of the angels got to earn their own place
And who knows what the winner gets
But it shows in his face when he’s singin’: “Na-na-na-na -na.”

Norman the Angel would always come in last
He went to the devil, said “Can’t you make me fast?”
And that old green-eyed devil said,
“Well, do you really have to ask?” he said:

“I’m your new model angel, stronger, faster, on my own.
I’m your new model angel, I’ve got nowhere to go.”

That green-eyed devil rubbed some oil on Norman’s tongue
He raised up his hatchet, said “The time for payment’s come,
And I suppose you know what it is I want.”
And down he swung, singin’:

“I’m your new model angel, stronger, faster, on my own.
I’m your new model angel, I’ve got nowhere to go. Oh-oh-oh.”

“When these things happen you just look away,
Search for the words you think might clear your name.
You place your bets but you know you just can’t pay.
So how can I trust anything you say?”

“I’m your new model angel, I’ve got nowhere to go.”