Double Blind (Foresight)
Copyright, Philip Radiotes.
Additional vocals on Track 2, 6 by Lizbeth Marquez.
Safe House [lyrics][hide]
Particulars [lyrics][hide]
Homeostasis [lyrics][hide]
Meet Me In A Thunderstorm [lyrics][hide]
Virgin Soil [lyrics][hide]
As Is Written [lyrics][hide]
Miss Messy Braid [lyrics][hide]
Second Snow [lyrics][hide]
Weep Alone [lyrics][hide]
SAFE HOUSE
you know the first to swear loyal
has already gone astray
just remember when searchlights chase
that we have a hideaway
a safe house
somewhere we can sort out a plan
or wait for a sign
a safe house
one where we can figure it out
we must think up an escape route
we’re only safe when we’re on the move
we must think of an escape route for now
then move on
gone are all of the guarded plots
replaced by falsities
at the hint that they’re on to us
there’s but one place we can meet
a safe house
somewhere we can sort out a plan
or wait for a sign
a safe house
one where we can figure it out
we must think up an escape route
we’re only safe when we’re on the move
we must think up an escape route
we’re only safe when we’re on the move
the only door open to me is one that i have busted through
safe house hide out here for now
then move on
PARTICULARS
have you forgotten the face of the man
who could bring ease to your fidgety heart?
had to make all your plans in a rush
and left out a key but forgettable part
keeping every emotion tidy and neat
is that at the bottom of it?
you rely on a sketch of a way to forget
that no thought ever have finished
would it hasten the pace of your life
any more to stay here in front of me?
here atop of a thundering crash
that had to be the point where we were heading
when you work out the particulars
you get yours but i just get hurt
all the work of addiction to course and routine
a safeguard for certainty
make a case for what’s known to be
but i can see that a blind spot is growing
when you work out the particulars
you’ll get yours but i just get hurt
when you’re not in love
it’s no different to me if you are
when you’re not in love
there’s no identity
i can keep
with my heart
when you work out the particulars
you get yours but i just get hurt
it’s not honorable or cowardly
but i’ll make my own example out of me
it’s intolerable, there’s no great escape
nothing can point us a different way
we touched the flame, we came too close
that scare of each other alone was enough to go
more than enough to go
or is it the same way
you already chose?
or is it the same
and I didn’t know?
or is it the same way
all loves will go?
HOMEOSTASIS
down to the lower eight she came
wringing the life out of my good name
now reverted to a final state
static and standing up straight
homeostasis
hiding places
the only oasis
holding the posture for life
all these statuettes of purity
finally fell into place for me
peaking out from a big gray marble piece
of which i’ll chisel endlessly
homeostasis
hiding places
the only oasis
holding the posture for life
i will lay all night
with all i’ve held in place
the only move left to make
is always already made
is written in stone
no momentum for my own defense
hanging on to her as evidence
snap out of it that was years ago
why cant you loosen your stranglehold?
MEET ME IN A THUNDERSTORM
meet me in a thunderstorm
when the air is warm
but it pours down all the same
in the middle of a summer night
where the old streetlight
will color us aflame
oh the timing must be perfect
how many times i missed
my chance by a split second
one giant drop of rain
taps your shoulder blade
to tell you the show begins
but we’re gonna stay out
we’re gonna stay out
we are never going back in the house
how the air is sweetened by a stormed!
how the air between us is reformed!
how’d you get to be so carefree
you used to be like me
all uptight and ornery
we fell in love for a moment then
we can do it again
wear your best and run to me
we’re gonna stay out
we’re gonna stay out
we’re never going back in the house
how the air is sweetened by a storm
i want to be there to see you get there
and all the energy thats building in the air
i wanted to try to find release and now
it’s come to me
i don’t want your heart to change
but i still know it could
VIRGIN SOIL
i would hardly know a word if it weren’t for sloppiness and desire
till the feet sink in, you can only trample wandering ire
we ran out of first times, everything has an air of plagiarism
try to get to the point and you just end up
running around the same thing
but i’ve never said what is in my heart
but i’ve never said what is in my heart
when you romp on virgin soil
you will mark a path one step at a time
not to where you set out to find
when we veer out of control and somehow get pushed to unsoiled ground
we will only pussyfoot like the bush still needs some beating around
but i don’t blame me and i don’t blame you it isn’t anything either of us do
go ahead and take a step cause you just can’t cut that chase
when you’re running the whole thing
but i’ve never said what is in my heart
but i’ve never said what is in my heart
when you romp on virgin soil
you will mark a path one step at a time
and then in the end it won’t lead
where you set out to find
and in the end tell me where it leads
AS IS WRITTEN
i roved, i trailed,
hammer over nail,
the reign of kingdoms in the length of days
thru every age
nothing ever changed
finer lines the same on every face
as is written
as is written we could count the stars
as is written we could laugh at what we are
but as the final breath
becomes the dawning of a life
we’re left somewhere between the grip of time
we become the story no one ever told
the only one that never aged
we’re but subtext
written upon the page
where our own narrative will never
see the light of day
we hold our ground
to carry on and away
through rows of corn and rose’s thorn
and yearning for the day we’re born
from guilt to mediocrity and alms
by foot, mule or golden rule
the beard of honor on a fool
gray the truths that etch along our palms
as is written there were chapters full
but my own pen never moved
as is written by our past
the future’s proved
I’m sorry I grew old on you
and to my final end
i’ve sworn to never do the deed again
we become the story no one ever told
the only one that never aged
we’re but subtext
written upon the page
where our own narrative will never
see the light of day
we hold our ground
to carry on and away
hold our ground
where I can see the end approaching
here as is written
to carry on
the only word that never aged
MISS MESSY BRAID
well you’ve left me right beside
her meddling
miss messy braid
i can’t explain
that at arm’s length she will still
come into play
when we get close
she pulls us away
but she’s never gonna see what we were hiding
in every knot you knew that she would find
but she’s never gonna see what we abandoned
where our tangles unwind
in a love left behind for everyone
how can i pull away from her
over and under you
how can i hold between her
over and under you
you are beauty when you
weren’t trying to be
miss messy braid
made easily
like the way the three of us are
weaved together
loosely but still
stuck to each other
but she’s never gonna see what we were hiding
in every knot you knew that she would find
but she’s never gonna see what we abandoned
where our tangles unwind
in a love left behind for everyone
how can i pull away from her
over and under you
how can i hold between her
over and under you
caught in a flurried omen
whither we go?
through all the motions
still we follow
up in the attic
you left spring in the air
given a choice
i would remain there
we were meant to take the same way out
but you chose to lead me on another route
enshrined as the end of an era
out in a galaxy
all covered in dust
you were the wonder
time could not trust
and i’m like
the wet wood smolder of a firepit
on a voyage of a love in idleness
through the lane and the speed of a splittin road
through the sigh of a second snow
not knowing of the danger
through the frame of a future that we dissolve
through the waver of young resolve
we may be better strangers
for we’ll never be as close as we are now
for we’ll never take the same way out
the end of an era
delicate maiden
of such allegory
who do I trick
to keep my story
coarsing through another’s cluttered veins?
making every last mistake we knew we’d make
through the lane and the speed of a splittin road
through the sigh of a second snow
not knowing of the danger
through the frame of a future that will dissolve
through the waver of young resolve
we may be better strangers’
for we’ll never be as close as we are now
for we’ll never take the same way out
the end of an era
the course of a friend
a chill is returning
the months lay ahead
maybe i dreamed it
maybe i know
the weight of our imprint
is lighter than snow
WEEP ALONE
weep alone
did you ever have to
weep alone
hole up in your room
all on your own
to shrink
and moan
weep alone
all i do is
weep alone
cut my own worth
down to the bone
to all
unknown
don’t want anyone around
i’m chained by the weight of my woe
shamed by the river i didn’t
even know could flow
if the world was an abyss
it wouldn’t be deep enough
wouldn’t be far enough away to go
tears do nothing
and that is everything
nothing else feels right
weep alone
did you ever have to
weep alone
like a worm will hide
under a stone
and call it home
weep alone
lock the door
and weep alone
listen how this strange music goes
of mouth, eye, nose
no one in the world could know
and i could never sympathize
i would never offer a word to
ease another mind
all you goody goody souls
keep out of my company
keep out with all you think will heal me
heaven don’t know it
hell doesn’t show it
it disappears when the handkerchief dries
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