The way we drank there was hardly any money for music

by Trackjackets

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03:39
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02:53
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04:12
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02:51
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02:34

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This is a compilation from the first three years of Trackjackets. Tracks 3 and 6 originally appeared on _Wired to Fly_ (2012). Tracks 1, 5, 9, and 11 from _Signal/Noise_ (2013). Tracks 4, 8, and 10 from _Chump City Sons_ (2014). Track 2 from 502 South's _Philly Rock Comp: Vol. 2_ (2014). Tracks 7 and 12 previously unreleased.

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released December 7, 2014

All songs written by Adrian or occasionally by Adrian and Matt, with noise by Adrian/Eric/Jon/Matt/Shawn/Steve. Chirping Ostrich Music© 2012-2014. All tracks recorded and mixed by Jason Baliban at High Sundry Studio highsundry.com​​, except track 12 which is Adrian's home demo.

For more free music, please visit trackjackets.net. For our band members other projects, please visit Readership readershipmusic.com and Adrian Morse adrianmorse.com.

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Track Name: Arc
Years spin ‘round like a 45
Singing along to the same old lines
Humming out of tune just to keep the beat alive

Oh, the rhythm of the same sad song
With the same sad excuses just to get along
And the beat slows down but the beat goes on and on

This is the sound, this is the sound
This is the sound of our history repeating

[Blink and you might miss it]

And it might seem trite
This star-crossed night
But your white skin
In the arc of the light...
It seems to me this is why we’re alive
It's clear to me this is why we’re alive
Track Name: Fiction
Give me fiction, darling
'Cause the truth is so alarming
I can't help it if these feelings never fade

Everything you know is fleeting
Those teenage dreams were so misleading
And life, it takes us off in unexpected ways

So much for things that haven't happened yet
So much for the sentiment

I fall so easily in every way
And I die a little every day
True love, oh, it's the whitest whale
For the drunken promises we make
And the sober hearts and bones we break
In balancing our tipping scales

Give me fiction, darling
'Cause the truth is so alarming
I can't help it if these feelings never fade
Give me fiction, darling
'Cause your words are just disarming
I can't help if this will not go away

I tried to quit you like an addict
Just one more pull then I'll kick the habit
And it's always just more of the same
It shouldn't come as a surprise
Those blue eyes complicate our lives
Time passes, nothing changes

Give me fiction, darling
'Cause the truth is just disarming
I can't help it if these feelings never fade
Give me fiction, darling
'Cause your words are just disarming
And I don't think that we'll ever be okay
Track Name: Shame and Disaster
You're so patient, you're so kind
Up until you change your mind
When it comes to you and me it's always a shame
But it's always a good time

And it's only a shame til it's a disaster
And it's only a disaster when we open up our eyes

Well you and me, we ought to know better
You're so charming, I'm so clever
When it comes to you and me it’s always a shame
But it's the best I ever …

And it's only a shame til it's a disaster
And it's only a disaster when we open up our eyes

You can’t show me anything that I haven't already seen
You can't give me anything that I know that I don't need
I have this compulsion to crush beautiful things like you
I have this compulsion to crush on beautiful things like you
Track Name: Ghost Coast
Throw away your cell phone, burn your TV and your radio
Signal’s gone silent now, the hum has faded out

We got the wind at our backs, we got the sun in our hair
And we’re singing our youth into the air
We’re gonna live til the sun goes down
We’re gonna live til the sun goes out

Everyday’s a Sunday now, in our seaside town
The streets all emptied out, the hum has faded down
Track Name: Hope
Give me just enough hope and I’ll hang myself
Instead of sitting here to sulk when I am with anyone else
And if that silence is telling, you could hear a pin drop, no one’s gonna change, least of all, I’m not

And pretty girls make a mess of everything
Pretty girls make a mess of everything
When you give them their own song to sing, when you let ‘em pull at your heartstrings
And I don’t! But pretty girls, they get away with everything

Bluebirds over Manhattan are crows in New Jersey
But I only hear a joyful noise when you’re flying over me

Dear Miss, how can this be?
When I close my eyes, yours is the only face I see
But soon you’ll be running and then you’ll disappear, I’ll be the one left stranded here
Like a kite, twisting in the breeze, where happy endings are not guaranteed

SO LET IT GO, DON’T SAY NO
SO LET IT GO, DON’T SAY NO
Track Name: Come On
You rattle around inside my chest
Like a steam train along rusty tracks
Shaking me down til I'm out of breath
But you know these bones, they keep disaster at bay
And my heart, my heart's not made of porcelain anyway

So come on, come on, let’s jump that train

You said that you were always ready to run
That we’re all just wired to fly
And standing with you then on the outskirts of nowhere
On the state line of nothing, it’s just empties and ashes

I think maybe, this is our time
Maybe, maybe not...

Come on

Now we're getting older, maybe colder every day
And I worry, darling, have we grown cynical and vain?
Tonight I wanted to look at you the way I did so long ago
I never wanted anyone so badly and this you have to know

Like when you threw my clothes out on the lawn
And stumbled out with nothing on

And said, baby baby, come in to bed
Maybe, maybe not

And I know they're our mistakes, we get to make them all our own
And someday we'll look back and put the needle to the ‘phone
And someday she'll still be a woman, and you'll just be a song
But what's the point of playing it, if you can't sing along?

Sing for yourself
There's no one else who will
Track Name: Castaways
Throw a kiss goodbye, we’ve got maps and charts
Raise the bottle high, break it on the bow for the right start
Never think about hope when you think about lies
Never tie the rope around a sun-kissed smile

This boat is at the bottom of a bottle
This song is where there are only dragons

We're broken bulb beautiful
Eyes could set the sea on fire
But every bridge we burn has water under it
And everything we touch drips through our hands

This boat is at the bottom of a bottle
This song is where the sun don’t shine
Track Name: Signs
I've been waiting for you to come down
There always seems to be a reason your feet are never on the ground

Take the things we're given, baby
They won't take us very far
Take the signs that I'm receiving
They won't take us anywhere at all

You were the girl in the polka dot dress
Preacher's daughter grin, clever and cruel I must confess
Yeah, your head's on straight, it's your heart that is a mess
You can smile sweetly twisting a knife inside my chest
Track Name: Sun Damage
Cold water on a burning heart
You can douse the flames, but there’s always another spark
Cold shoulders and broken arms
And it’s such cold comfort seeing just how hard we’ve fallen

All my friends like you, don’t you know?
You wind ‘em up and then you let ‘em go
You know you’re so charming when you bat those eyes
You wind ‘em up and then you make ‘em cry

I'm always losing you
Who am I losing to?

All my friends like you, yes they do
It’s so damn easy to fall in love with you

I always wonder if we are enough or if we’re just not made to amount to much
I always wonder if we are enough

I am in love with your sun-damaged skin
And all the things that are bound within it
I am in love with the words you make
The way your mind moves you to create them
I am in love with the shapes your lips make
I am in love with the way the sounds escape
I always wonder if we are enough
Or if we’re just not made to amount to much!
I always wonder if we are enough
Or if we’re just not made to amount to much!

I always wonder if we are enough...
Track Name: Lydia L
From the gallows to the sea, I let a wave wash over me
Black clouds over The Gulf Stream

Oh, lord, we’re in distress
We made a plan, it was just a mess
We made a plan, it was just a mess...

With all our worst-kept secrets beaming on the radio
An echo of an echo of an echo
Lydia, dear, you know, you’re with me right here
I’m humming your songs into the air

From the shadows on the sea, I let the night pour over me
Sharks circling in The Gulf Stream

Oh, lord, we’re in distress
The map we made was just a sketch
The map we made was just a mess…

And I don’t know what to say
It’s a twisted chain
It’s a length of rope
It’s an open boat
Track Name: Sub
Your head's getting cloudy, you knew it would
The water's getting deep, and you can feel it in your blood
1000 leagues and you can't feel the sun
We've only each other to lean on

It’s getting heavy on me
And these are heavy things
We’re taking water in
We’re taking water in

Our satellites are falling down
We’re sinking deeper in the sound

And it's a bottomless fate we chase
So what when the machine shudders and shakes?
What when it's taken all it can take?
Will we chase it til there's nothing left to break?

This is our descent
Track Name: Purse
I had a dream I was a bicycle
You rode me everywhere
And we perplexed the passerby
Just open mouths and stares
But when you rang my bell
Applause would fill the air

If I were a ghost
I’d haunt you like a curse
Just to say I love you
In the fucked up sense that we deserve
But if I ever had the chance
You know I’d probably lose my nerve
Let go of my hand
I’ll sink until the end

And then there was a shark cage
But who would be a shark?
You’ve always been a biter
I thought that was a lark
And not about survival
I might have misjudged from the start

You’ll make a beautiful mermaid
A maiden fair
Whether sunning on the shelf
Or curled up in an octopus’ lair
Anywhere
These are just things I think about