Album

1. “Old News”

   (J.R. Edelmann/C.G. Furlong II)

   Running into a brick wall, wishing it would only give me a break
   You know I’m in it for the long haul, but there’s only so much I can take
   Can’t sleep in on the weekends, because sleep is for the week
   If that’s not good enough for you I’ll press my tongue into my cheek

   You might have heard this one before

   I’m drawing a blank
   I’m running on fumes
   It’s always something else
   That I’m trying to prove
   But between me, myself and I…
   It’s old news

   First in line at the watering hole, but I think I’ve had my fill
   My mind’s been doing backflips, while I sit completely still
   You might have heard this one before

2. “Push”

   (J.R. Edelmann)

   Bitter coffee and fluorescent lights
   Hanging heads and tired eyes
   Are waiting at the end of the line

   Should have, could have, would have been
   Can’t go backwards, can’t do it again
   But I can’t keep it off my mind…

   Kill the lights
   Go for a drive
   You never know how deep the water is
   Until you take a dive
   Kick the stone
   Off the cliff
   You never know how far the bottom is
   Not without a push

   Shaking branches on the family tree
   Rotten apples shouldn’t spoil the seed
   At least that’s how it seems to me

   I’m afraid I have some bad news
   Someone went ahead and lit the fuse and
   All we have is gasoline

3. “Voyager”

   (J.R. Edelmann/J.A. Masís)

   Try and get your head around it
   Looking for the strings that bound it
   Interstellar prospector
   Sifting through the cosmic dust
   Separating gold frum rust

   A burst, a spark, an astral arc
   A portal to the infinite awaits
   Like candles blown, a star implodes
   All without a sound, without a trace

   Looking through a tunneled lens
   The fringes where your vision bends
   Fourth dimension voyager,
   You were not cut out for this
   Mapping out the galaxy’s abyss

   Future roads are paved in red
   Curious these things you’ve said
   Planetary pioneer
   Tell us when your goal is near
   This is not the last we’ll hear

4. “Metamorphosis”

   (J.R. Edelmann/C.G. Furlong II/ J.A. Masís/N.S. Tyrell)

   It’s hard to balance the equation
   The only constant is change
   One last look at my surroundings
   Before they’re all rearranged

   You have got to be kidding
   Don’t force me to choose
   It’s not the chance I’ve been given
   It’s the chances I lose

   I used to be a human being
   But now I feel caught in between
   All these things I’ll come to miss
   A part of metamorphosis

   Everything’s in its right place
   But it all seems so strange
   I’m looking in from the outside
   My life’s been rearranged

   The more I learn, the less I know
   I want another wisdom tooth
   Ignorance isn’t bliss
   But neither is the truth

   I used to be a human being
   But now I feel caught in between
   All these things I’ll come to miss
   A man in metamorphosis

5. “Wait”

   (J.R. Edelmann)

   Wait for the world to crash and burn
   Wait for the river and the turn
   Wait for tomorrow
   Because tomorrow never knows

   Wait for the pledge in the prestige
   Wait patiently upon your knees
   You could wait forever
   And it still may never come

   If it’s time we’re after, it’s time we’ve lost

   We’d all love to turn back the clocks
   We’d kill for a guarantee
   But as the consolation prize
   Take in everything you see
   We’d all love a second chance
   Hell, I’d even ask for three
   But as a consolation prize
   Take in everything you see
   Take in everything you…

   Wait for Godot, he’ll be here soon
   Wait for the Iceman, he’ll come too
   Wait for salvation
   But you cannot save the time

   Wait, I think you should be here now
   Wait, there is silver in this cloud
   Don’t shake your hourglass
   Put it back up on the shelf

   If it’s time we’re after, it’s time we’ve lost

6. “Rero”

   (J.R. Edelmann/C.G. Furlong II)

   Get three coffins ready ‘cause I always shoot to kill
   Three pulls on the trigger and that’s one, two, three holes to fill
   Don’t turn around to reload, watch your back
   Don’t turn around to reload, because if you do, then I will shoot you down

   If you shoot aim for the heart
   ‘cause I don’t stop once I start
   If you shoot aim for the heart
   ‘cause I don’t stop once I …start

   Fat stack of government paper clenched tightly in my fist
   Is just an added bonus to the fact I still exist
   Don’t turn around to reload, you son of a bitch
   Don’t turn around to reload, because I can see your trigger finger itch

   Around to reload (I’ve got ice in my veins)
   Around to reload (You’re coming into my range)
   Around to reload (I’ve got ice in my veins)
   Around to reload, hey hey yeah

7. “Static”

   (J.R. Edelmann/C.G. Furlong II)

   No matter what I say
   You carry on the same
   In one ear but out the other
   Why do I bother?

   No one’s to blame
   For feeling strange
   That wasn’t my aim so hear me out
   It’s me you doubt

   It’s so nice to finally hear your voice
   Cut right through the static interlude

   A penny for your thoughts
   You look sort of lost
   Our wires got crossed and tangled up
   The line’s been cut

   An empty stare
   At things that aren’t there
   A momentary lapse of reason
   Is madness in season?

“This is actually not bad.”
Studio Engineer

“I would illegally download this.”
Cory’s Mother

“I can honestly say that wasn’t annoying.”
Frat Member

“This was included free with the purchase of my bath mat.”
Swedish Furniture Shopper

“By definition, this is music.”
Music Critic