North of the Bridge

by Lake Miniscule

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released August 14, 2009

All lyrics written by Derek Burrell and Tom Shirey.
All music written by Derek Burrell, Tom Shirey and Chad Antuma.
Produced, engineered and mixed by Derek Burrell.
Recorded at our homes in Allendale, MI and Holland, MI.
Mastered by David Shirey.
Artwork by Tom Shirey.
Personnel (in order of appearance):
Derek Burrell, Emily Potgeter, Tom Shirey, Caitlin Antuma, Jake Valentine, Zach Scott, Max Bruins, Matt McCue, Bobby Woods, Patrick Burrell, Keean Mansour, Haley Mashue, Quint Dykehouse, Dan Bronkema, Chad Antuma, RJ Edwards, Karin Burrell, Matt Allen, Erika Pineiro, Liz Hunter, Scott Whitby

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Track Name: Saturday Someday
Rise and shine, today’s the day that it finally dawns on you
You’ve forgotten who you really are
And you hear nothing but the static of your clock radio
Like it’s questioning who you really are
You watch it flash vermilion cyphers: 12 o’ clock a.m.
Another power outage blunder, and you’re late for work again
And there’s no time right now to ponder over woes of why you’re here
And who you really are

Your neighbor’s a debaucher as he’s known to be
But does he know who you really are?
He parks her car across the street, as he lost his keys
And you dwell on who you really are
Oh, you ascend a winding staircase and roam the empty halls
While a lightning storm is brewing at the center of it all
And you’re a mess; there was a time you might have visioned it at best
But now you really are

The stormclouds overhead have got you wishing that you knew just who you really are
Then in a cheerless observation, you’re reminded that you haven’t got a clue who you really are
Oh, but you tuck away that chagrin so no one ever knows
Into that cast-off reservation where no one ever goes
Now there’s no need for second-guessing; you already know that you’ll never know
Who and what you really are

It’s like they’re always standing by
Flashing cue cards to inform you when you’ve gone too far
When, in truth, they can’t imagine what you’re seeking in yourself
Who do they think they are?
What’s the sense in living simply if it’s all for someone else?
There must be something more uplifting than the hand that you were dealt
So you pack your bags and you set forth through the flood
In hopes of finding what you really are

Mmm, you were so much better off before
Track Name: Till Death (The Wall St. Journal)
Last call for pesticide
Before it was gone forever
We whetted our appetites
And we tidied the mess we’d made
That may not even matter
Or if it matters, my mistake

And the sun will rise
Like a dark horse outside your window
And the sun will rise
I’ve been biding all my time
Always right

“I couldn’t keep up”, she said
Made love in the next room over
Made love in her parents’ bed
With no place she quite belongs
I’ve had her once already
Or have I had her all along?
Like sand, we were washed away
Our legend was lost forever
We got on our knees and prayed
“Enough is enough”, she says
In a timeworn salutation
She cuts her hands and shouts, “TILL DEATH!”

And the sun will rise
Oh, I fear she’s just getting started
But the sun will rise
I’ve been biding all my time
OH!

And the sun will rise
Just like glastnost or perestroika
And the sun will rise
I’ve been biding all my time

And the sun will rise
As it slips from beneath your foothold
And the sun will rise
Seems I’ve wasted all my time
And the sun will rise
With the stocks closing down on Wall St.
And the sun will rise, will rise, will rise
Track Name: The NY Times
This is where the row begins, with a clamor in the night
But morning curbs my peace of mind as I make my way outside
She got hers and I got mine, for the last and only time

Now I sleep in the summertime
To keep me active through the dead of night
The company put me on a wellness plan
I keep them happy when the price is right
And all my friends had a falling out
Over agreements that they couldn’t reach
And that’s the reason that I sought you out
I still know nothing much of which you speak
So won’t you please, won’t you hear me out?
Before you cut, cut, cut, cut me off
I just want somebody to call you out
And stop you dead in your tracks
Let’s get you someplace where we can be alone
And get you out of those backward clothes
Just keep the silence so they can’t hear you moan
We’ll keep it secret so no one knows, so…

Come on and take me for a ride; I could use the condescension
I’m always reckless when she’s sleeping, despite all my best intentions
If I could only find a way out, I could turn myself around

It seemed to me I was a long lost soul
As far from heaven as the eye could see
But I was standing in a gravel pit
A wave of heat washing over me
I hope I never do descend that far
This planet’s festering with guarantees
Forbidden treasure was my ticket home
I left it somewhere in the undersea
So won’t you let me down easy, speak?
Well isn’t that what I’m supposed to be?
I once believed I was a simple man
But I got tangled in the tapestries
Oh, you said you’d never been afraid to fall
I say we all only live to die
But you’re insisting that you die to live
You want to give yourself another try, but…

They took my name and read my rights
There was no place I could go
Saw the smoke rings in your eyes
And my life fell into fragments
(Get out, get out, get out, get out)
Another season, another orchard
Meander like a ghost
Well… She got hers, I got mine

I let you cast iron fences, while I adjusted my sails
So should you spurn my advances, you’ll be the spokes in my wheels
And while you reaped your plantations, I was the mess on your hands
You were impressed with my patience; you were a part of my plan

And now I dream to no end…
Track Name: Route of Administration
Mickey Knox projected flashbacks cross the canvas
Is it my turn yet?
Stuffing oranges down my throat
I’ve grown so tired of palsy
Panting like a dog
There’s a murderer in motion
I thought I’d seen him once before
But can’t recall ever knowing when to stop
Before the shakes set in, begin the squall

And it is she that draws me away
And it is she that draws me away

Felt the tongue-tied trap
Canned laughter’s din resounding through these eggshell walls
Left ascetically aroused
Colleen too brassbound to believe there is no God
There are ways to keep from crumbling
I try to purge my liquid backbone all the time
I could never seem to find my way around

But it was lust that drove me away
But it was lust that drove me away
But it was lust that drove me away
But it was lust that drove me away

And it’s a sad, effete bouquet
I just can’t turn and walk away
Now I can taste my tears and the rain
Well, she just smiles and she gives me away
Track Name: High Water
I’m in love
I think we should clear this up while I still know the difference
I just needed someone to help me through the ups and downs
Somehow I lost my nerve

I want to weave your veins between my fingertips
And blindly curse you for the heinous things you did
I hope you’d be alright with that

I wrote your name and drew a picture of the end of time
And addressed it
I got your message
It said your death was near
I must confess, it hurts to close my eyes

Please don’t let them lure you in with promises of wealth
(For you and no one else)
I can’t imagine that I’d make it by myself
(Imagine where you want to be forever)
I only lie so I might get inside your head
And learn a thing or two

I long to see you at your worst you’ve ever been
I felt you shudder as I peeled away your skin
As I exhaled you said the air was growing thin
I know you stir at night
(I get this awful fright)
From dreams in black and white
(I watched your ghost take flight)
My sister poltergeist surprise
You know, I always did stick by your side
Track Name: Karma With AK
I don’t know how this could’ve happened so fast
But I’m breaking apart like a bottle of glass
And I found my new favorite friend
I don’t know why our brains just can’t pretend
I’d grab my sheet of paper and begin with a pen
Or should I have nothing more to write

But you’d bring me what feels like home on a beautiful day
Where I’d walk through the woods and I’d pick up a stone
And I’d toss it right into the lake
Yes, I’ve found a new way to cope with everything that’s spun into grey
Something in my bones tells me I’m not alone
So I guess for now I’m safe

These train tracks will make me move too fast
But I’m put back together with a bottle of scotch
Until I wake up somewhere new

And I’m not so sure what feels like home anymore
Well I’d gather some stones and I’d build us a castle
And it’s there we’d sleep on the floor
Yes, I’ve found a new way to cope with everything that you have found
Something in my brain says get back on the train
And discover the world outside of this town
But you’d bring me what feels like home on a beautiful day
Where I’d walk through the woods and I’d pick up a stone
And I’d toss it right into the lake
Yes, I’ve found a new way to cope with everything that’s spun into grey
Something in my bones tells me I’m not alone
So I guess it’s Karma with AK
Track Name: November 21st
I’m usually at the wrong place at the wrong time
But that all seemed to change November 21st
When you opened up my mind
And like something out of a movie
We were, we were so right
And now looking at your picture helps me get to sleep so much better at night

And I’d love to hear you say, “Sleep good tonight”

We’ll stay warm on the floor by the fire
Where nothing will even matter
Let’s stay awake and exchange some words
We’ll make every day just like November 21st
Let’s make every day just like November 21st

And I’d love you hear you say, “Sleep well tonight”

We didn’t know each other
But somehow we knew that it was right
We could walk through the snow wearing no winter coats
And somehow I’d still be warm inside
You make me feel that way
And I’d love to see you every day
But if not, then I’ll take my chances anyway

And I’d love to hear you say, “Sleep well”

We’ll stay warm on the floor by the fire
Where nothing will even matter
Let’s stay awake and exchange some words
We’ll make every day just like November 21st
Let’s make every day just like November 21st
Track Name: Simple Machines
And is it ever more than just words themselves?
Much to no sleep at all
We just ruined our good health

And is it too much to bear, or just too much to bear on your own?
Did I give you a scare, or am I still on the road?
On the road…

‘Cause I’m just simple machinery
You’re just cold
Did I ruin your ego?
Or did I just surface your soul?

Yeah, everyone’s got a price to pay, what’s yours?
Can you stand on your own, or are you still down on all fours?
And is it too much to bear, or just too much to bear on your own?
Did you settle for silver, or plan on taking the gold?

And is it too much to bear, or just too much to bear on your own?
And did I give you a scare, or am I still on the road?
Yeah, is it too much to bear, or just too much to bear on your own?
Are you happier now that the world is beneath your throne?
Track Name: The Familial Places
[instrumental]
Track Name: Testing Out
I slipped in past the watchdogs after dark
You came in for a landing just wide of the mark
A sweet thing in a trenchcoat calms me down
Lord knows I’ve been better

After all, you made me real happy

And if it hurts you to stay in love
If you’re not quite the person you’d hoped to be
Then I urge you to leave through the door you came in
And just let me walk away

So night falls over the west side of your town
You did all that you could to get your feet off the ground
Pipe dreaming of Aspen in the spring
Lord, I’ve never felt better

Adelaide, Adelaide

And if it hurts you to hurt me back
If you got your semantics from fairy tales
Then just take what you had for whatever it’s worth
And just let me walk away
‘Cause I won’t ever find love again
If I don’t stop believing in miracles
I know you can’t stand to see to the tears in your father’s eyes
So please, just let me walk away
Track Name: One and Three
I thought home was where I made it
I never got to say goodbye
The firstborn over all creation
Your mother made me cry
She could be hanging from the gallows
Or burning at the stake
You know it’s hard enough to live for someone you can’t save

And I found God beneath the stairway
He said I acted out of spite
And it was there I found salvation
I’d have sat and talked all night
But I always lose my temper
Never cease till it’s too late
So if it shows that I’m not ready
Will he love me just the same?

I never had a good intention
I’d never opt to take a wife
I just wouldn’t find a good incentive
I couldn’t smile to save my life
‘Cause I only see the downside
Only count the silver change
If there’s a sun, I’ll see it coming
Bar the door, and pray for rain

I thought my life was never-ending
Well darling, whose side are you on?
I count ghosts for every failed attempt to keep my spirits up
How do you live with yourself?
Then again I lost my temper
One last shot at tempting fate
Oh, I just want to be somebody that I can cherish for a change
But I just can’t see it, God, I’m sorry
I feel dejected and ashamed
Suppose I fall away from heaven
I hope he loves me just the same

I hope he loves me just the same
Track Name: Afterword
You’ll see in time
That nothing was failsafe
And something is awfully wrong
You’ll see in time
Then Venus de Milo
She’ll watch as you fall from above
You’ll see in time
You’ll live here among us
Where nobody drinks from the well
You’ll see in time
I’ll sing you the stories
That tell of the glory of God
You’ll see in time
That everything’s perfect
At last you are purged of your sins
You’ll see in time
Deal only in bombast
So no one can hurt you again

You’ll see in time
You’ll live in a convent
Secluded from all of the world
You’ll see in time
You said you were different
You meant that in every sense of the word
So you’ll see in time
The ghosts in the attic
Would tell you the same if they only knew
You’ll see in time
You’re living in limbo
They drew you in chalk on the street down below
Oh, so you’ll see in time
Your head is the cyclone
That tears through the yard every night
You’ll see in time
The edge of the water
Due north of the bridge where you made your last stand