I'm not seventeen
And going on nowhere fast
A decade lost in the East Bay fog
Birthday cards thrown in the trash
Last year's calendar
On the wall, collecting dust
My friends say to tear it down
But instead I'll leave it up

And now I'm 27
Driving to the 7-11<

Well she's kind of like an
artist
Sittin' on the floor
Never finishes, she abandons
Never shows a soul

And she's kind of like a movie
Everyone rushes to see
And no one understands it
Sittin' in their seats

She opens her mouth to speak and
What comes o

I drove a wedge between the day and night
My fear is casting a shadow
This guilt trips driving down the street tonight
My spirit takes me through this avenue

The time has come today
But I stopped two blocks away
Someday I will return
To the ashes that I burned
T

I was falling through the
cracks, now I'm piling up bricks
I was clutching for straws, now I'm gonna take the fifth
I'm gonna say nothing but my name and that will even be fake
Ha! Why'd you think I came here in the first place?

Piss on the angel, tear down the statue of V

At your funeral
Things will be different
I will feel so good

I'll pass out cigars
Bring a big ol' cake
a keg, yes!
I can hardly wait

Until they read your eulogy
Ha ha ha at your family
Let's be honest guys, I'll say
Better late than never

There w

I heard a song tonight
It made me think of you
All the pain the loss of love
That's gone from inside
You both seem so happy you could cry
She says she don't love you anymore
He says he doesn't need her anyway
Dreams have feltered
Plans have failed
The kids are

When you're just a sickly mess
You're worn + tired and scared to death
Well you, you can come to me
And we can share a disease
And talk and roll around in the debris, yeah

It's easy to be disappointed
When you got such high expectations
And things don't always go th

Well here's to you And your old crew For when you used to run this town Before the new kids came around Before you came back Before you went away Before everything here changed Here's to you A

Well here's to you
And your old crew
For when you used to run this town
Before the new kids came around
Before you came back
Before you went away
Before everything here changed
Here's to you
And your old crew
Before you played your cards too soon
Here's to

They're so proud of this city's history
Like an old war hero reveling in his faded glory
But the present day, that's another story
The old buildings they're so proud of are crumbling down
And the condos in the picturesque part of town
Are sinking, sinking into the bay

B

They paved paradise And put up a parking lot With a pink hotel, a boutique And a swinging hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you've got Till it's gone They paved par

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot

Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They took all the trees
And pu

Lippold wanted to create a
memorial
Something large enough to walk through
Like architecture, linear, in pure experience
Otherwise non-functional

Like a novel
Like the story of your life
Like Dahlberg's garden
Full of bucolic delights

So what did it mean<

Once I had a brother
ANd we grew up
Looking out for each other
And when he fucked up
I did me best to cover his lies
I hid him from the cops
When he was a runaway
Put him up when he was on the
Streets with no place to stay
And when he lied and stole
I look

Buffalo once roamed
The great expanse of our country
Now they stand in the sandbox
In the corner of the city
We had our picnics in the park
Watching the bison mope
Once a proud and noble beast
Now the butt of our bad jokes

You saw me off at the station
In yo

Election night in that wonderful
crowd
The president's speech wasn't half as loud as you
I listened, too
New year's eve at Rice Street again
We fell into the economy inn
After passing out on the steps of my hold

Let's flaunt it all unashamed
Give our friends a

He is good at certain things
Like making you feel guilty
And disappointing everybody
At breaking promises and plans
And talking shit behind your back
And telling you how you should live
While he goes nowhere fast
He says I only see his faults
But that's not true

This girl at another table
Started singing Danny Boy
And staring at me
With a mischevous grin
Drawing me in with her eyes
And then she held me there
With her lips

Everybody in the cafe laughed
Dazed, I walked back
To my table and received
Some very distu

Like a dull pain in my head
Buried by my fantasies
And crowded by old memories
I can't isolate the disease
So it spreads

Like a dull ache in my heart
Just one thought starts to spark
A raging fire of doubt
No juice to put it out
Cuz my creative wells are dry

Gotta find my place in this world
Gotta find my place in this world
I want to be more than just a face in the crowd
I want to be proud of my time in this world

Feel like someone's taken my place in this world
I feel out of place every place
Too much time on my hands