The MumbleOdd (2000)
and Production Notes:
Produced and Engineered by Trent Bell, Bell Labs Studios, Norman, OK Nov. 1999 to Jan. 2000. Mixed by Trent Bell and Tony Romanello, Bell Labs Studio, Norman, OK - Jan. 2000 except "Handfuls or Bullets (Genesoma Part 2)" and "Lo-Fi Dreams in Stereo" produced and mixed by Tony Romanello. Mastered by George Geurin at DES Mastering, Dallas, Texas - Jan. 2000. All music and lyrics © 2000 Tony Romanello [BMI] except the music for "How To Drop Things" - © 1999 Matt Vandaveer and the lyrics for "Can You Feel This" - © 1999 Ben Marshall and Tony Romanello All songs published by Tony Romanello [bmi]
Everything: How can I speak these words out right to an angel in the night with words unspoken such as these that lie behind facades of dreams… With words unspoken inside dreams? So if I take the time to open will you show me? She seems like everything to me But what's inside her eyes, is it glistening? And Will she ever be with me? (repeat) I've tried to sing this out at last And hide behind this music mask Don't say that this isn't for real Because to me this is how I feel With words unspoken inside dreams? So if I take the time to open will you show me? She seems like everything to me But what's inside her eyes, is it glistening? And Will she ever be with me? (repeat) Am I asking for too much? Just listen to my song's touch But I feel this should be told So before you, before I unfold… She seems like everything to me… How can I speak these words out right?
A Red Shade to Somber: Forever's a long time to spend Worth every ounce I've spent The curtain that overhangs They pretend something better than… An instinct an ounce of rage Small stares mixed with shouts of embrace The innocent mouths of babes Take their place on the same stage Forever's a long time to bend With every hour that's spent The curtain that overhang's They pretend not to know Something better than… Small tunes rise up from the pit And slowly red shades they are lit… I hope that I won't regret I know that I won't forget The prices I had to pay To see it all Right behind the red shade Worth every ounce I spent Worth every ounce I spent And I hope I don't forget Worth every ounce I spent….
Under the Blue: I feel wasted I'm under the Blue Just because of You All this senseless screaming inside was all that I knew Just to get outside it - once because of you… Once because of… All these changes They are coming through Ya, they're a part of me too And these sundown nothing phrases Are all that I do… But I break inside it - once because of you… So if I chance this Which I might just do All that's planted - it shatters It seldom matters, that's true So I break inside myself And I won't regret this If it's the last thing I do Either way I'm breathing I'm starting to see things through But until then I'll be caught under the blue… Once because of you… It won't be long It won't be wrong But I don't belong ... because of… and I don't defend that I don't pretend but I'll walk to the end because of you…
Singing Sirens (Genesoma Part 1): Show me all of the things I have missed just as it Crumbles down again My sight is twisted, embalmed but not waisted its like I've Heard my singing sirens Just some simplicity? Or nothing else left here to say? I want safe passage through here. Follow all of the roads of promises just as the Rumble of doubt begins My thoughts are fisted my hands are subsisted its like I've Heard my singing sirens Just some simplicity? Or nothing else left here to say? I want safe passage through here.
Handfuls or Bullets (Genesoma Part 2): Since there is no sound I've been screaming in vain Since I'm not awake I don't remember a thing… Its just a handful of your pride Or it's a bullet in your head Even though its understood I've waited for years Only seconds have passed The joys and the tears Come together in this mask Its just a handful of your pride Or it's a bullet in your head Even though its understood I don't understand what you're doing to me…
Atman: If I could be the stars and then return then all these things begin to burn - sting inside. When will I shine outside of this and run deep inside? Can I break? Can I become you? The oceans of this energy - a greater part of one in everything. It folds forever in one breath, in floods of peace, in fields of rest. Can I break? Can I become you?
How To Drop Things: Even if I traveled across time From outer space - a thought divine Even if I failed to just let it go I've been learning how to crawl across my face Between my spine and this rock place But there's just a nail that grabs ahold I've been learning how to drop things on my head I've been learning how to fall before I'm dead And its just the same I can't swallow I'm ahead of the times I forget what to say I'm in love with these crimes I cannot obey And its just the same I can't swallow I've been learning how to drop things on my head I've been learning how to fall before I'm dead And its just a shame to just let go… I will not sleep I'm in too deep I will then always wait and feed on them But not in between I'm in too deep I will not sleep I will not sleep I will not sleep
Runaway: I've seen withered trails of pain But you couldn't stray from them All these times I thought you'd crumble But you didn't but you didn't You stayed Voices maddening inside Broke your veins to let them out - away Stories of your misunderstood… All these times and you were here You stayed And from all these things Make you Runaway Runaway Can you see inside of me? Wondering where your sanity - awaits Unraveled questions quickening All this time and you were here - you should have gone And from all these things Make you Runaway Runaway
Can You Feel This?: Can you feel this, lord or am I dreaming, tell me is this but a lie? For just one moment, I turn, my life begins to pass me by inside… Straight from my brother's hand Just like ingested them And you riddle your pain with doubt Why do I believe in you and where do your doves now fly? Can you say that they pass you by inside? Can you feel this, could it have been that easy to forget what we left behind? So still I'm floating above myself ignoring what it is I see. Straight from my brother's hand This maze I'm embedded in is one experiment that never ends Relief and frustration in the fact that I still try Can you say that they pass you by inside… Straight from my brother's hand Just like ingested them And you riddle your pain with doubt Why do I believe in you and where do your doves now fly? Can you say that they pass you by inside?
Sky: Heaven's open the rays of light and blue sky All my thoughts ascend into the night The wind is warming so wings are soaring and stars appear divine As the sky it opens up its eyes Just as the power starts to fade Once in a while they often do And always the sky looks down and it shines If you could shower me like the sky above What that power could do Heading for it, my arms adore it - the blue sky All the colors are bleeding into the sunshine The wind would whisper its secret splendor and harmonies collide Symphonies of silence open my eyes Just as the power it starts to fade And I'll admit that sometimes too But I look around I want to CLIMB To the highest point of the world and to shine above Like the power in you… Come with me, and lets find the truth Then everything will have no use Well I've seen enough to make me BELIEVE That ours is the spirit to unlock the sky above That's the power in you…
Lo-Fi Dreams in Stereo: There's something wrong over here - I'm being sincere. Just tell me what it is, that you think I actually hear - this buzzin' in my ear is for real. What is better my dear - I think it's unclear To try a dream and lose it, or leave a dream forever dream, and never forever lose it? I think I can fly and pick my feet off the ground, my head's in the clouds, I run deep inside. All systems go - here I fly... Living life in a mirror - I think it's a fear And sometimes I wonder who it is I actually see, and why it is they're staring at me. Again what's better here - I think it's unclear To try a dream and lose it, or leave a dream forever a dream, and never forever lose it? I think I can fly and pick my feet off the ground, my head's in the clouds, I run deep inside. All systems go - here I fly... Never know 'til I try and put my feet on the ground - there's no place to fall with my head in the clouds. All systems go - here I fly.