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The Farewell Party

by Tomten

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pipe dreamin' boy pipe dreamin' boy neither here, nor there it seems idling in the sunbeams not one to know but are you shallow? or maybe just a mess of doubts free, cos' it won't work out pipe dreamin boy pipe dreamin boy neither loud, nor clear it seems hiding in the slipstream and you're bound to go when north winds billow time to set the world to rights while others dim the lights i've lost my touch i forgot to much of who i am and what i hoped i would be pipe dreamin' me pipe dreamin' me pipe dreamin' me
2.
take the time you got allotted to you be it sad i've been on that cloud enough to bleed your ego mad she said "i'm glad that you're here." "so glad that you're mine." "that hope for the future, well it was only killing time." give me a reason tell me why let me forget my failures let me sigh oh baby oh mama oh my is it your despair on crutch to beg or cross to bear? i can see her now that ruby crown and gown she wears she said "i'm glad that you're here." "so glad that you came." "that hope for the future, well it could never lift our pain." give me a reason tell me why why should i rest on laurels when i can fly? oh baby oh mama oh my
3.
Asilomar 03:52
here again seems so long ago but that was then and this is now, i know lower your rope to me a drowning gull in the pea-green sea lesson learned too late in life, i say telling sign of the times today Noel, lower that rope to me that is all that i ask of thee all life's illusions on my lily-pad can't say you lost something you never had oh no here again and not so far to go more i've aged the less i seem to know under the waxing moon find me there dead on the dunes lesson learned too late in life, i say it's a part and one i poorly played at last, and finally i sunk a ship that was willing to be
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watchin' the sunlight paint colors on my wall its a windy autumn morning where the hours tend to crawl my lady's in north berkeley at a congressman's ball left me in a hurry no fare-thee-well at all no fare-thee-well at all and there ain't nothin' like bein' no one nothin' like feelin' small nothin' like havin' no one there to help you when you fall help you when you fall help you when you fall ain't no way of knowing what's around the bend you can have a good thing but it's bound to end now i don't have agendas and i don't hold no grudge i just wanna lay my head where i won't have to budge and if i had the notion if i could thumb that ride i'd be miles away from here with fortune at my side fortune at my side cos' there ain't nothing like bein' no one nothin like feelin' small nothing like havin' no one there to help you when you fall help you when you fall
6.
Thomasina 04:58
she sits on the stairs minding her air to be anonymous and once so saccharine to me how did i lose her trust? i'm writing a hymn to etch my madness in the sun a lament, and i look on everyday as though i've only lived through one without her love i'm alone i'm out in the yard taking it hard playing the invalid another burn out doomsday kid flippin' his lid and i fell in the holy dark shrouded and unseen i loosen my grip upon reality and crawl inside my dreams where i can be happy naive she sits on the stairs combing her hair ever illuminous the great enigma of our time will put me to dust i'm writing a hymn to etch my madness in the sun a lament, and i look on everyday as though i've only lived through one without her love i'm alone i'm standing in line dressed to the nines for my deliverance as aloof as she could be to my penitence and i fell in the holy dark shrouded and unseen i loosen my grip upon reality and crawl inside my dreams where i can be happy naive
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ooh she'll pass me by upon the early ride though i'm biding my time keep it in mind i know too well she'll never be mine ooh she'll pass me by mmm she'll pass me by she will pass me by bye-bye we've all got places to go and i'm on the errand of fools doncha know even if she never acknowledges me that's ok that's alright ooh she'll pass me by again on the evening ride maybe if i changed my ways she'd be within reach i'd correct my posture correct my speech ooh she'll pass me by mmm she'll pass me by she will pass me by bye-bye we've all got places to go and solitude becomes a habit you know even if she only belong to my sight that's ok that's alright
8.
Wayward Song 03:20
there was nothing that you could say and nothing that you could do to change my frame of mind or alter my point of view i know that i've been away i know that i've been astray but now that i'm coming home i intend to stay and troubles are over and done with today so toll every bell now i'm coming home and i wish you well it's been such a long time and i couldn't keep mine i was alone there was nothing that you could say and nothing that you could do but i was unhappy there separate with the few lovers that i outgrew and love that i never knew when there was no need to roam so far from home and high times will be here once more today so toll every bell now i'm coming home and i wish you well it's been such a long time and i couldn't keep mine i was alone
9.
this is the last hurrah hip hooray let all of us disappear we're all crumbs of yester-year anyway, anyway this is the last hurrah let people say i'm building a tower there to hang Gilderoy in the air over you, over you the things you left behind remind me once again the farewell party here to wildly entertain but i'm not one of those who strike a pose or rattle chains this is the last hurrah oh hip hooray we've grown very jaded here it's cheap and lost in chimneyed sleep anyway, anyway this is the last hurrah it wanes the day misfits by the muddy banks where good humor walks a plank over you, over you the things you left behind remind me once again all the farewell party here to wildly entertain but i'm not one of those who strike a pose or rattle chains
10.
love has come and gone from me how i long for its return love has made a cross for me on which i shall be burned now love can show a sweet disguise but love need not try love can never fully hide the weary world that waits outside
11.
i'm looking for to buy me some time got nothing to live for but i'm scared of dyin' yes, i'm looking for to buy me some time i'd sign on the dole if it puts my soul on someone else's dime who are you to say i done wrong? i got nothing to show you i've been down so long yes, and who are you to say i done right? well i say that i built that wall of guilt i pace every night but i ain't nobody's jester or fool who sits on high in st. alban's choir singing in the sky i'm just looking for to buy me some time i got no one to care for but i keep on tryin' yes, i'm looking for to buy me some time i'd fan at the flame if it gets my name upon the dotted line well, they're making me an offer but it's one i can't afford i've been cheated by the left hand of the lord

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released August 19, 2014

Produced by Jason Quever and Tomten

Brian Noyeswatkins - Piano, Organ, Mellotron, Guitars, Vocals
Lena Simon - Bass, Guitars, Clarinet, Vocals
Jake Brady - Drums, Guitars
Jason Quever - Guitars, Cello
Noah Freedman - Violin
Sarah Simon - Vocals
Galen Green - Tenor and Baritone Saxophone, Flute
Shawn Mickelson - Trumpet

Recorded and Mixed by Jason Quever at Hangar Studio - Sacramento, CA and Pan American Recording Studio - San Francisco, CA in
June of 2013. Additional Recording and Mixing by Andy Meyer at Crackle + Pop - Seattle, WA September-October 2013
Mastered by Paul Gold at Sal Mastering - Brooklyn, NY

All songs written by Brian Noyeswatkins
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under exclusive rights to Versicolor Records 2014

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