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The Pieroglyphics EP

by The Pieroglyphics

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1.
Hearts in my pocket and my hands kinda shakin’ I spin around but the world ain’t taking Any more..... Mouth open widely my ears are pounding my hands have a grip so why I’m drowning, Everytime.....(I close my eyes) My eyes are shiftin’ and my feet are shufflin’ You looked away and now I’m sufferin’ Damn it all.......(I had to fall) My head is light and my mind is spinning Look down at the ball and I think it’s grinning After all............ Chorus: I am leaving earth again No more heartbreak, no more pain I am leaving earth my friend No more heartbreak, no more pain I am leaving this earth..... Hearts in my pocket and my hands kinda shakin’ I spin around but the world ain’t taking Any more...... Mouth open widely my ears are pounding my hands have a grip so why I’m drowning, Everytime..... My eyes are shiftin’ and my feet are shufflin’ You looked away and now I’m sufferin’ Damn it all.......(I had to fall) Chorus: My head is light and my mind is spinning Look down at the ball and I think it’s grinning After all............ Now my knees don’t knock and my heart ain’t lonley My eyes stare straight at my One and only Umm umm ummm Drifting.....................
2.
Still Tied 03:10
Look in my eyes, can you see far behind All the haze and disguise can't rub out all those lies Burn the books, hide the shame, build a wall, yes again It begins as it ends with just one, I descend. I said to you, they're not lies, not untruths But the colour of gray, such an alternate hue If I told you the truth, would you really believe Like a dream try to fly but my wings are still tied. CHORUS They're still tied, oh, but don't cry They're still tied, ah.... Don't sacrifice your low to get high Dig it out from beneath your desire to deny All the light that reflects in a moment of doubt Lips of wine, let it shine, let it never go out. I can't believe that this dream isn't real All the faces are clear, not a one is concealed When I'm cut I will bleed, feel the pain, feel the need To withdraw, to withhold, cover up, to mislead. CHORUS Look in your eyes, can you see far behind All the haze and disguise can't rub out all those lies Burn the books, hide the shame, build a wall, yes again It begins as it ends with just one, I ascend. I said to you, they're not lies, not untruths But the colour of gray, such an alternate hue If I told you the truth, would you really believe Like a dream try to fly but my wings are still tied. I can't believe that this dream isn't real All the faces are clear, not a one is concealed When I'm cut I will bleed, feel the pain, feel the need To withdraw, to withhold, cover up, to mislead. Don't sacrifice your low to get high Dig it out from beneath your desire to deny All the light that reflects in a moment of doubt Lips of wine, let it shine, let it never go out.
3.
Someone's got control of my hands and feet, It's like sitting in the passenger seat Driving me crazy with all of their lies, Where do we go, Honesty, I mean, honestly It's just All the same, in the falling rain We will sing now. CHORUS: Do do do do do deh, Down by the seaside Do di do da do do deh Down by the seaside I disagree with this tongue in your cheek, The fork is split in two, how you gonna eat The tide is ebbing, a heave and a sway...getting closer Honesty, I mean, honestly It's just All the same, as the stars refrain So we sing now. CHORUS Ahhh ahhh...... Take a little trip to a free society....by the seaside Be ya-self, don't settle for mediocrity...chuck it wayside Take a little chance with a dose of honesty...by the bayside Be ya-self, don't settle for mediocrity...chuck it wayside
4.
Photographs tell stories A thousand to one But pixellate don't resonate You hold the smoking gun Itchy index finger You draw, I draw too Babel's getting taller And nothing's getting through Chorus: A-E-I-O....U U U ( 2x ) What about coherence A place to belong A million little options So many of them wrong Chorus: A-E-I-O....U U U ( 2x ) Ask me foe a reason I'll give you reply A sentence full of letters But empty and contrived Look for deeper meaning But it's paper thin Illuminated billboards That outside's looking in Chorus: A-E-I-O....U U U ( 3x ) Look for deeper meaning But it's paper thin Illuminated billboards That outside's looking in What about coherence Not a place online A million little options So many of them wrong Photographs tell stories A thousand to one But pixellate don't resonate You hold the smoking gun Itchy index finger You draw, I draw too Babel's getting taller And nothing's, getting, through, to, you.....
5.
Manatee 03:37
You spot a small ray of sunshine And you paint it on your wagon No need to connect the dots Should the bucket tip right over Hold your hands out catch the water If you can remember her name Walk down to the water Just a little farther Someone there is calling me Wading through the Mangroves Saw a lady in her night clothes Something going terribly wrong I'm not blind And I don't mind If I've been duped Then that's just fine I can see Ahead of me The shapely curve Of a Manatee Oh can you see, Manatee Jumping out the sea, through the breeze
6.
This Air 01:50
Stuck in the middle, left right and parididdle, Never knowing what time, never knowing what time Peel away from centre you'll life will get better, Put your hand in mine, things will be fine. CHORUS: I want to ....believe that ...this air is all we need Peeling round the corner, there are shots without warning Never pay it no mind, and leave it behind Off of the road got my hand on your shoulder And-- I---- just got to finish this line. CHORUS

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Recorded at:
My house
The Barn in Dyer's Bay.

Mixing by: Ira Zingraff & Joe E.

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released October 28, 2011

All lyrics by: Ira Zingraff
Vocals: Ira Zingraff, Joe E.
Drums: Joe E., James Payment, MadadaM
Bass: Joe E., Tyler Belluz
Guitars: Joe E., Paul Swoger Ruston, Mike Brooks, Jim English
Pedal Steel: Mike Brooks
Trumpets: Ira Zingraff
Violin: Laura C. Bates
Theremin: Jono Grant
Strings: Jono Grant

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