1. |
Balkanization [Demo]
03:57
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Jerusalem is drowning
And the wind whips off my face
A crackled burst of lightning first
Illuminates the torch in place
Far off cathedral moans
Collapses centuries to dust
The drop inside my sinking pride
Sends up the news of us
The calico guard stretches
Lang’rous and unimpressed
With diamond eyes that pierce the night
As I slip on your dress
Intruders set the tonal
Resistance to outside
I’m extreme, and low, and mean
And you’re myopic to the tide
Chorus:
And I know that I don’t
I don’t know where to go
And I know that I don’t
I don’t know where to go
Can you run? The earth is shaking
Can we stay? I cannot run
If I’m gonna die, I’d rather lie
Here next to one I love
A shopworn careless heart cliche
Buried deep in my chest
A weaponized trophy surprise
Stabbed deep into your breast
Chorus
Jerusalem’s still standing
And so the battles rage
I’ll hole up safe in my shadow cave
I’ll leave to you the stage
Imposter paralytics
Seep through my flashing head
Left frozen-eyed, still by your side
Defeated, but not dead
Chorus x2
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2. |
Black & Blank [Demo]
04:52
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Searing cutting rays of damned sunlight
Invading never scenes throughout the night
Every twisted word, avoided fight
Is nestled empty in my arms and sight
The love and world that I had built inside
Slaughtered underneath the rising tide
Beneath my bed and in my closet hide
Taunt mementos of you by my side
Chorus:
Left with nothing I can do
Empty thoughts return to you
If I’m to get an hour’s sleep tonight
My mind must fade to black and blank
You drove four hours, fleeing out of town
The better for me not to be around
Massacred miles of shifting ground
Still too afraid to fin’lly put me down
A roiling mass inside my stinking guts
Inform the neighbors, shut the door on us
Left me behind for different sorts of ruts
Abandon my obsession with our love
Chorus
Imposter liars slam my throat and mind
Insist that there is nothing left to find
The juice is gone, but I cling to the rind
For fear of emptiness I’d passed behind
If you could cure me with a whispered word
The sparkling skies above would be observed
Instead resentment breeds, deferred
From any hope that I had dared to stir
Chorus
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3. |
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Beneath the with’ring fire
I’ve gone numb
Consumed ‘longside the spire
And struck dumb
My mind bereft of words
And still my tongue
Keeps grasping for a form to make sense from
If only this idyll
Here in my bed
Could translate to the war
Inside my head
To quiet and riposte
The dangling thread
Convince you it’s our fault
That they lie dead
Ooh….
Chafing all my life
At what I’m told
Coerced to take the local
Discount sold
And now finally I’m free
From it’s hold
Can’t help but turn my back
To friends of old
If only you had truly
Known my path
Understood my fear, my hope
My wrath
Maybe you’d forgive me
The odd gaffe
Instead of spitting me
With roasting laugh
Ooh….
I condescend and, yes, I
Insult too
I learned all of these tricks and more
From you
We’ve acted out our parts
Here is your due:
Your passion for an ordered world
Stays true
But chaos still is reigning
‘Twixt my ears
Woven throughout our lives
From there to here
And so I’m lost, without
A star to steer
And in your brightness, you are lost
I fear
Ooh….
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4. |
Cat People [Demo]
04:03
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Yesterday was the day I broke down
Bought a pack of smokes while walking downtown
Trudged six miles in the smoke and swirling ash
Just moving to keep my head
It’s been almost a week - I hoped you’d know now
Hoped you’d find your way to let me know how
My life and yours could be spent side by side
Or severed, left for dead
Today, the ground, it shook, or so I was told
But nothing that I felt did seem to unfold
Locked inside a black and shifting fog
No light to guide me home
I occupy my mind as best I’m able
Push my way out of bed to table
Turn my head from every mem’ry it can raise
For fear I’ll cut down to bone
It’s been less than a month since we were dancing
Now every night I dream we’re still romancing
Awake to find my pillow stained with tears
Still frozen by your fears
Could the morning bring me solace
Or could tomorrow evening fall with no grace
Magic in the pages seems lost under the stars
You’re close but much too far
Close, but much too far
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I dreamed about rainbows
Last night
And today there was rain in the sun
I dream about you
All the time
But you still won’t admit you’re the one
There is a hole
Deep inside
That no pill, food or drink can fulfill
Down in my soul
You reside
Fueling what little life’s in me still
Chorus:
Oh ‘cause I still need you
More than I need clear skies of blue
A boy lost in his pain
All alone in the rain
So say you’ll still love me so true
I dreamed of a clown
Painted bright
You and I going walking out back
We got split
By a light
Flashing out of the dark stormy black
Now I’m lost
All alone
With only a dream of your kiss
Whittled down
To my bones
And a broken heart beating to miss
Chorus
I saw an angel
One time
My knees buckled, I hit the wall
She had your face
Your smile
An instant, then she was gone
You’ll be deciding
One day
If you will return to my arms
If I survive this
I’ll pray
That I am where you can belong
Chorus
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Yo-Yo & the Chaplain Los Angeles, California
Yo-Yo & the Chaplain is a Boston-born and Los Angeles-based folk/indie/pop rock band. Their latest album, Maggie Mae and the Telephone, is now available on Bandcamp, iTunes, Spotify, and more.
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