Parts and Labor

by Paperwork

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1.
I could be the president (if I put my mind to it) I could be an astronaut (if I try my hardest to) I could pay my bills on time (if I keep my job today) I could try to find a way to get out of my bed (if I can find the strength) Maybe I could find a way to distract myself
2.
Started out early to work and late to bed Draining the blood from both ends Now I never sleep and I hardly work I bleed all day but it never hurts Leveled off on the seventh floor Cyclic movements back and forth Muscles stress and bones may break But all these parts can be replaced All your promise, all your ardor may carry you today But you will lose this all so fast, yeah, you would be amazed. I blink away days at a time Waking dreams by fluorescent light Without the daylight on my face I turn so pale I match this place Neutral walls and sixty hertz Matching ties and collared shirts All our roles are well defined We all have our place in line All this noise and all this motion just to keep your place But you could lose this all so fast, yeah, you would be amazed. All you are and all you live for, you bury these today You'll forget yourself so fast, yeah, you would be amazed.
3.
03:19
Push back from my desk I must confess I'm feeling discouraged Because this job was only supposed to be Temporary at best We are all becoming stars Slump into my favorite chair The TV's on and though it seems I'm going nowhere We are all becoming stars
4.
If this is normal then no one's normal The painted sets the perfect lights the precise lines A list of problems, a simple lesson A week's rehearsal so one half hour changes lives So drop the marker! Roll the camera! Watch the static that's reflected in my eyes The signal that was sent was coded wrong It gave a false sense of where I belong Though my home is empty he always greets me He's always there always waiting always on I have ideas but there's not enough time Because by the time my shows are over the night is gone It's so insulting, but I can't help watching After all there is nothing better on This is all I know of history The images that flash across my screen Where were you when they laid out all their plans for us? Where were you when they gave us all the rules? Where were you when we piled our lies on top of lies? Where were you when it all came crashing down? Where were you when she first said those three words I am gone
5.
The streets have the same name, its the only thing that hasn't changed (I could get lost just standing still) Buildings are missing, the landscape has been rearranged (They're building houses out of hills) All of this time erasing history and no one here seems to mind When all of this crumbles, pave it over, build new streets down compass lines What once was ours Buried in layers and wasted time What once was known Now seems uncertain and less defined For years we dragged stones piling them higher (We'd hoped they would be standing still) Others have added, continued the building (Towers so high they hide the hills) And under the stories is the foundation that we placed here years before But they're never satisfied they keep building adding halls and rooms and floors What once was ours Buried in layers and wasted time What once was known Now seems uncertain and less defined
6.
03:31
They say the days are getting shorter I'd have to say that I agree And just staying awake Takes so much out of me The thicker your skin gets, the less you feel, the less you bleed We all wear our scars with pride Watch the red lines fade to white across our skin across our eyes If you're not struggling you're not trying All the same I'm getting tired of feeling tired all the time I swear I feel the limbs I've lost You swear you feel the same Phantom limbs a higher cost Much higher than you've paid It's getting harder to find the skin between the scars We all wear our scars with pride Watch the red lines fade to white across our skin across our eyes If you're not struggling you're not trying All the same I'm getting tired of feeling tired all the time I've been such a mess. I haven't been well rested.
7.
04:26
Turns out everyone was right And lately I just don't have the strength left to fight Legs fail, body folds to the ground A sea of faces, I don't hear a sound One last gasp, I'm going down And I drown and I drown Punchdrunk, taste my own blood Fade out, I've had enough Underwater, such comforting things I've seen A young boy, he could hardly be fifteen So excited just to make a sound But he only sings when no one else is around One last gasp, I'm going down And I drown and I drown Blink once, the images are gone Squint hard against the light of dawn Comes back in a rush of sound The rules I've known are breaking down What I put into this doesn't mean anything If it hasn't yet then it's not happening I can see it all so clear I'm where I am and I was meant to be here
8.
I'm scattering papers I'm talking myself up I whisper my name in every ear I'm running the numbers I'm trying to figure Where I'll be this time next year Late inspiration I'm making a list up Of all of things I've got to do So let's drunk to our future A toast to our chances And all of the things we're going to prove How did I end up here? So nervous do I deserve this? I'm waking the neighbors With my preparations There's something about it they don't hear The answers are ready For all the questions Soon all this mystery will be clear How did I end up here? So nervous do I deserve this? I'm not giving up I'm not giving in There must be some way that I can live
9.
03:37
I'm learning to keep my plans to myself Because they don't make sense to anybody else But I'll take their cards and I'll shake their hands Let them think that I'm a company man And I'm earning my take and I take my work home Let it take me over, let it take control And I'll push and I'll shove to get that raise So I can afford to leave this place I'm giving in I'm not giving up Just giving anything is giving too much "It's good to see you've got your feet on the ground," they say, "It's good to see you're settling down. You'll learn to see that it's better this way Because it would have never happened anyway. Put away your childish things. Isn't it enough to have had a dream?" And I watch their lips move and I nod and I smile And I turn and I leave and I leave them behind I'm giving in I'm not giving up Just giving anything is giving too much
10.
They don't see him working through the night They only see the dark circles under his eyes They don't see the ways these things begin They only see all the things that he should have been With everything that he's been given "It's not that we don't see It's not that we don't know The strength of your conviction. It's just not that likely And you just can't see that In your position." He says he won't let them change his mind But he won't leave until they look him in the eyes and say "We know that you have to go." "It's not that we don't see It's not that we don't know The strength of your conviction. It's just not that likely And you just can't see that In your position." "You will grow tired" I will but I won't give in "You will falter, you will sway" I will but I won't give in "You will fall asleep" I will but I won't give in "You will die" I will but so will you someday If this a part, just a part of it all, then it's alright
11.
Press record amongst the scattered tapes and records on the floor. Try to separate a sound from all this noise that's running through the walls and wires, building up in all the corners just like dust. Run it back and burn the oxide off the tape and scratch the words off of the page and let the tapes run off the reels. Out the door clear your head and clear the air and pull the headphones on your ears and try to find the sounds that brought to this point yourself in a new direction. Don't stop walking until you've got a new idea. Then press record and let the sound build on itself and let it bury you until you finally let it out. Write it down Get it right Play it back so we'll remember All the choruses that built into The sounds that made us want to...

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released November 6, 2007

Jarrod MacKay - Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
Lucy Jordan - Bass, Vocals
Ross Ingram - Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
Steven Spriggs - Drums, Vocals

Produced by Paperwork. Engineered and mixed by Ross Ingram at Shh! Recording. Mastered by Carl Saff. Graphic design and layout by Shannon Stull for Amazon Creative.

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