1. |
Communication Breakdown
04:18
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Is there something to be done
Is there something I can do
To help you understand
But no, you never do
I try to explain
But the words all fall away
I try to get clear
But you just run away
In the game that is my life
It’s a wonder what gets done
It’s a parking lot of dreams
It’s a shopping mall of fun
I wish I could make it clear
But the clouds are drawing near
I want to communicate
But you just don’t participate
I wish I could help you
understand
I wish that you would
take my hand
It’s not impossible to see
You are not listening to me
Is there something to be done
Is there something I can do
To help you understand
But no, you never do
I try to explain
But the words all fall away
I try to get closer
But you just turn away
I try to explain
But the words won’t come out the same
I try to get closer
But you don’t even know my name
I wish I could help you
understand
I wish that you would
take my hand
It’s not impossible to see
You are not listening to me
(My life is a parking lot of dreams)
(My life is a shopping mall of fun)
(My life is shot behind the scenes)
(My life is a pilot in reruns)
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson (copyright 1998 ALJ)
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2. |
Lift
03:23
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You never seem to lift yourself up
Out of the gutter
You never seem to lift yourself up
Off of the street
You know you need to lift yourself up
If you want to be with me
Among the trees
You know you have to lift yourself up
And you know you can do it
You know you have to lift yourself up
And I will encourage you
You’re gonna have to lift yourself up
If you want to be the person who you know you should be
You’re going to have to lift yourself eventually
And I know it’s been a long time
And the view from there is strange
And I know it’s an addiction
But maybe it’s time to change
And I know it’s been a long time
And the view from there is very, very strange
And I know it’s an addiction
But now it’s time for a change
You never seem to lift yourself up
Out of the gutter
You never seem to lift yourself up
Off of the street
You’re gonna have to lift yourself up
If you want to be with me
If you want to be with me
If you want to be with me
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson, copyright 1998.
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3. |
Dreaming In Color
05:25
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I don’t dream in black and white
I don’t know how to make things right
I can’t seem to get it straight
So many nights that I’ve stayed up late
Nothing simpler than finding the truth
Take away everything including your youth
Make a dream shine up on the wall
Just don’t forget what started it all
Shake your dream till the money falls down
Don’t give it up, don’t let yourself down
It’s getting close, yeah it’s getting near
Don’t give up hope ‘cause it’s almost here
I’ve waited so long, I’ve waited so long
It must be right ‘cause I know it ain’t wrong
Pick up my guitar to play another song
Dreaming in color and I’m feeling strong
Dreaming in color
Wake up in black and white
Another quiet and mysterious night
Dreaming in color
Till the break of the day
Another morning in shades of gray
I don’t dream in black and white
I don’t know how to make things right
I can’t seem to get it straight
So many nights that I’ve stayed up late
I had a vision and I felt it was real
I saw Monty he was making a deal
I skipped the money, took the mystery box
Behind the curtain was a mountain of clocks
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1998
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When there’s nothing new under the sun
When there’s nowhere left to turn
When everything’s been said and done
When there’s no more money to burn
When every dog has had his day
When every stone’s been turned
When all ideas become clichés
When there’s no more lessons to be learned
When we’ve been there and we’ve seen it all
When the last song has been sung
When they’ve made the final curtain call
When the old is now forever young
When there’s nowhere on earth you can hide
When all your race is run
When you feel you’ve found the other side
Then you find you’ve been there all along … all along
When there’s nothing new in all the world
When there’s nothing new under the sun
You will wake one day to find
It doesn’t matter, that you’ve just begun
When there’s nothing new in all the world
When there’s nothing new under the sun
You will wake one day to find
It doesn’t matter, that you’ve just begun
Let my love set you free
Let my love set you free
Let my love set you free
Let my love set you free
--
Words and Music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1998
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5. |
So Long Ago
02:18
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I remember feeling something
So long ago
When I was young
Was that so long ago
I guess it was
I remember wanting something
So long ago
When I was young
Was that so long ago
I guess so
I remember looking but not finding
Not really
I remember touching but not feeling
Not really
I remember being someone
So long ago
When I was young
Was that so long ago
I guess it was
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1996
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6. |
Knocked Down Dragged Out
02:22
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Why does it always come to this
Knocked down, dragged out
I keep on standing up just to be
Knocked down, dragged out
If at first you don’t succeed
Get knocked down, get dragged out
Don’t forget who you used to be
Before you were all dragged out
Down for the count
One - two - three - four
Time to rebound
But - what - for ?
I can’t take too much more of this
Be knocked down, get dragged out
Don’t want to be the catalyst
All knocked down, all dragged out
You always have to try again
Once knocked down, twice dragged out
You know you can count on your friends
Don’t melt down, don’t pass out
Down for the count
One - two - three - four
Time to rebound
But - what - for ?
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1998
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7. |
No Turning Back
03:18
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It should be so simple
To remove every trace
To disappear entirely
From this time and place
To retract each and every mistake
To recollect everything lost
To rectify all past regrets
To venture back all rivers crossed
Intensified Madness
Is all that it takes
To drive away sadness
In case your heart breaks
To elevate everything you feel
To nullify all that’s been spent
To permeate everything real
To straighten out all that’s been bent
But your mind is so beautifully decayed
Your thoughts are so strangely delayed
The ashes you rise from so black
From now on there’s no turning back
A morning of cruelty
And everything’s right
To set the stage for one more
Performance tonight
To intensify everything fake
To turn back the clock in your head
To make one last dreadful mistake
And forget every last word you said
Your mind is so beautifully decayed
Your thoughts are so mercifully frayed
The ashes you rise from so black
From now on there’s no turning back
Your mind is so wonderfully demoralized
Your body so oddly intact
The infant you carry so innocent
From now on there’s no turning back
From now on there’s no turning back
From now on there’s no turning back
From now on there’s no turning back
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1997.
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8. |
Miracle Man
02:43
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9. |
Anything You Want
04:15
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Waiting for something
Beautiful to happen
Waiting for something
Magical and right
Waiting for someone
Magnificent and perfect
You could be waiting
The rest of your life
(ahh, ooh...)
Wanting for something
Absolutely wonderful
Wanting for something
Perfect and complete
That someone or something
Maybe just around the corner
That something or other
That's just out of reach
(ahh, ooh...)
You know that you can have anything
Anything you want
Within reason
If you don't ask for too much
And you know that everyone
Will come out to help you
So ask and receive it
Or don't you believe it?
(just don't expect too much)
Waiting for something
Beautiful to happen
Waiting for something
Magical and right
Waiting for someone
Magnificent and perfect
You could be waiting
The rest of your life
Begging for someone or something
To show you the way
Careful or they might just lead you somewhere
That you'd rather not stay
Waiting for something
Beautiful to happen
Waiting for something
Magical and right
Waiting for someone
Magnificent and perfect
You could be waiting
The rest of your life
(ahh, ooh...)
And you know that you can have anything
Anything you want
Within reason
If you don't ask for too much
And you know that everyone
Will come out to help you
So ask and receive it
Or don't you believe it?
And you know that you can have anything
Anything you want
Oh yeah, oh yeah
And you know that you can have anything
Anything you want
And you know that you can have anything
Anything you want
Anything you want
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1997.
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10. |
Song for Lou
03:30
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Oh babe, you didn’t make me who I am
But you taught me all I know
Well maybe you didn’t teach me all I know
But you showed me who I am
Or who I could be
Oh babe, just listen to me
Carrying on like this again
Carrying on like this again
Oh babe, I was all alone
But you came along to take my hand
You showed me what it means to be
A poet in a rock and roll band
Or just who I am
Oh babe, you must understand
It’s me carrying on like this again
I’m carrying on like this again
And even though I never met you
You still meant so much to me
You represented something
That was possible to be
Everyone needs a hero
At least one, maybe two or three
I let you touch my heart
With your sweet voice and dark poetry
You were there in this same street
In this hotel lobby, maybe in this room
In my teenage fantasy, you were my sweet dream
And not a minute too soon
And my banal life took a turn
That changed me permanently that year
I could never be the same after that . . .
Oh babe, you didn’t make me who I am
But you taught me all I know
Well maybe you didn’t teach me all I know
But you showed me who I am
Or who I could be
Oh babe, just listen to me
Carrying on like this again
Carrying on like this again
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1998
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11. |
Reflection
03:47
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I’m facing my reflection
And I’m scared of what I see
I know that what I’m seeing isn’t me
And over there across the room
A feeble light still glows
That something lost so long ago
Only heaven knows
I’m carving my own image and I’m finding what it means
To rediscover long forgotten dreams
The flickering reflection of a face I used to know
Has gone in search of memories lost long ago
Time has come to show my hand to the stars
Welcome to your new home land
Right where you are
I’m looking at the past
And now I know it’s gone
It’s washed away, gone out with the tide
The moon is here to comfort me
The starts are here to guide
To lead me on, on into the night
I listen to the voice, I listen to my heart
I try to make the choice that grows inside
Wake up to the voice, I hear it in my heart
I try to hear beyond the noise inside... me
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1998
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12. |
This Is My Time
04:15
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13. |
Cult of One
03:00
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I think the world of you
Yes, you are my world to me
And even though some people
Would find that a fault
I think it’s much better
Than joining a cult
I’m your cult of one
So let’s have some fun
Are there any fantasies
You want to fulfill
That you can’t talk to anyone about?
I think I can help you
With anything you want (to talk about)
I’m your cult of one
So let’s have some fun
There’s something I must tell you
I’d do anything for you
Just look into my eyes
And you’ll see it’s true
There’s nowhere I’d rather be
Than right here with you
I’m your cult of one
So let’s have some fun
It’s an innocent thing
This feeling
It’s an innocent world
I live in
There are people who won’t understand
I don’t care
Just as long as you’re there
You know I think the world of you
And you are my world to me
And someday I might just
Get around to telling you
I’m your cult of one
So let’s have some fun
I’m your cult of one
So let’s have some fun
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1997.
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14. |
Primordial Ooze
04:06
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Reptilian landscape, house of woe
Throne of consciousness, silent glow
Savage kitchen, the smell of birth
Forgotten passages, filial mirth
Primordial ooze, nothing to lose
Make your baby wear (the) big shoes
Yesterday’s news
Taking a lifelong holiday cruise
Habitrails and parking cars
Angry women in pickup bars
Screamie Meemie with the Jungian blues
Packs of matches, paints and glues
Primordial ooze, nothing to lose
Make your baby wear (the) big shoes
Yesterday’s news
Taking a lifelong holiday cruise
Down the drain, down to the core
Buried there is… nothing more
Out the window in… to the air
Out of time and going nowhere
Primordial ooze, nothing to lose
Make your baby wear (the) big shoes
Yesterday’s news
Taking a lifelong holiday cruise
Primordial ooze, nothing to lose
Make your baby wear (the) big shoes
Singing the blues
And taking a lifelong holiday cruise
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1997
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Satisfaction guaranteed
Just don’t expect much of anything
Nervous heroes losing ground
Strange bedfellows churning sound
It’s practically perfectly nothing
Practically perfectly nothing
Parchment head, partially wed
Thick and thin from breakfast to bed
Subtle thread, nearly dead
Black and white and gray and red
I’m loudly and languidly strumming
I’m practically perfectly nothing
If you ask me, I’ll tell you
If you ask me, I’ll say
If you ask me, I’ll ruin it
I’ll give it all away
So just don’t ask, OK?
OK
Satisfaction guaranteed
Just don’t expect much of anything
Parchment head, faintly humming
Waiting for that second coming of
Practically perfectly nothing
Oh, practically perfectly nothing
If you ask me, I’ll tell you
If you ask me, I’ll say
If you ask me, I’ll ruin it
I’ll give it all away
So just don’t ask, OK?
OK
So just don’t ask, OK
Okay, okay…
--
Words and Music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1997.
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16. |
We Fall Apart
03:12
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Illusions of solitude
Happy to meet you
Pagoda remodeled
With Chinese delights
A passionate emptiness
Wells up inside you
Immeasurable distance
At near half the price
Give me a minute
I’ll give you an answer
It may not be right
But it’s all I can do
Give me ten years
And I’ll give you a lifetime
Of oceans unfathomed
And lost from our view
Impressions of attitude
Surly unconscious
An igloo with curtains
All fashioned of mirth
An arrogant oafishness
Out of proportion
The happy face virgin
Gives unholy birth
Give me a grimace
I’ll return a smile
It may take me years
So just take it on faith
Time is unmerciful
And unpredictable
Watching unnoticed
As some poor soul’s wraith
We fall apart…
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1998.
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17. |
Waiting in the Wings
02:43
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All of your life
You’ve been standing aside
You’ve been waiting in the wings
While somebody else sings
In the spotlight, centerstage
Wondering whether you’d always
Be standing there
Watching from the wings
While princes, queens and kings
Take their places on the stage
And you try to forgive
All the wrongs that they’ve done to you
Clear out your head
So that you can be done with it
Now that they’re gone
You can take your place up on the stage
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1998.
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18. |
Gospel (Believe in Me)
02:40
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If I don't believe in anything
Let me at least believe in me
If I can't believe in anything
Let me at least believe in me
I don't worship in any temples
And I don't believe in any absolutes
But there's a gospel that I'm according to
And it's standing right here before you
If I don't believe in anything
Let me at least believe in me
If I can't believe in anything
Let me at least believe in me
I 'm not asking for any sympathy
And I don't want for anyone to walk in my shoes
No, I'm not gonna cry over all that's been lost
What would be the use?
If I don't believe in anything
Let me at least believe in me
If I can't believe in anything
Let me at least believe in me
Let me at least believe in me
Let me at least believe in me
--
Words and music by Andrew Lawrence Jackson - copyright 1995.
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Andrew Lawrence Jackson
Alternative singer-songwriter, recording artist, Zru Vogue co-founder, based in the San Francisco Bay Area.
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