Click-a-clack
Loose scraps
Stacked trash
Distraction
And passion.
And can I keep the balance inbetween?

I killed a man who looked just like me
To see if I'd remain.
Now I'm gonna' know how it feels
Underneath my own weight.

To stay well fed,
I might regret just who I've been.
But how about instead we resurrect And then repair these broken plans?
Now let's be clear.

Living as lions, it's a long way down.
Been having our way so long,
Now we don't back down at all,
Just won't let it go.

As this sinks in
Take this chance and
Repair these broken plans.
Now now. There there.

Back from the dead, aloud.
A quiet concious breath,
A steady step.
No kidding, man,
It's a free world you see
When you're living.
It's got to be the place we all believe
Is Heaven.

To stay well fed,
I might regret what we could've been.
But how about instead we resurrect,
Take this chance and
Repair these broken plans?

music and lyrics | rick wright. vocals | rick wright. erin rubin. wolf carr. casey alexander. toms | rick wright. wolf carr. drums. shaker. guitars. rhodes. samples. morning bell. | rick wright. bass played by wolf carr and manipulated by rick wright.

If everyone could see into their own future,
Would anyone ever die?
If everyone could do the thing that really drives them,
How could we survive?

If everyone would tell themselves at the same time
This one little white lie,
That everyone else is cleaning up
Their own stuff now,
And I don't make much anyway so
Why should I?

The sky is soaking,
Pouring down pollution
We get more used to everyday.

Take a breath.
Take a step back and take time
To make your careful mind.

The sky is soaking,
Pouring down pollution.
We all refuse to look in the eye.

With all the fields that we burn,
To give life we always destroy first.
And if the bees don't return,
Then what next will we try?

To stay where we are?
Now, here we are.

We are starving,
Seeking some solution.
But we have everything we need.
We are building colonies on the moon now.
But is it too late here?

music | rick wright. casey alexander. wolf carr. lyrics | rick wright. vocals | rick wright. erin rubin. wolf carr. casey alexander. drums. bass. | casey alexander. guitar | wolf carr. drums. shaker. samples. rhodes. guitars. keys. wood slats. | rick wright.

Must've been submissive
I could make you mine.
I wanna mate to make a
Miracle mile.

Let's hang around this town
Until it breaks down all the tribes.
All of the scenes, don't you know
We could bring it alive
Like we're setting a fire.
You take a matchbox,
Trick it out and clamp the vice.
I wanna know what happens next
And I want you in step right beside.
On and on.

Hit me once with the matchbox.
Strike me twice, don't stop.
To generate the movement
You know I want.
To get me back on top.
To hit me right.
That's the spot.

To get it all,
Loosen on up, now.
You know you want to.
If everyone
Would just break it free tonight,
Just celebrate.
To get it all,
Give it on up, now.
You know you ought to.
If everyone
Would just sing this song with us...
Come on and celebrate.

Shake shake! Let's take the power.
Ya come alone then we communicate.
Shake shake let's break the borders.
Come together. Come together!

music | rick wright. wolf carr. casey alexander. erin rubin. lyrics | rick wright. vocals | rick wright. erin rubin. wolf carr. casey alexander. jennifer wilmoth. levi fuller. meghan fuller. james nixon. mike kelly. bass. keys. | wolf carr. keys. | casey alexander. rhodes. | erin rubin. drums. tambourine. samples. guitars. keys. | rick wright.

At first, at my worst,
A disaster flirt, with barbed wire words

I shook myself, gathered doubts,
And fired a few at you
To see if you're bulletproof.
Looks like they punctured through.
Now, back then, my regrets
Had left me for dead,
Filling my head.
And so, when I came around
And asked you out,
The last thing I expected was
When you said,
"I accept."

I'm no fool,
But you've gone too far beyond who
At first I thought you were.

I don't understand why I do this.
I love you and hope
That maybe I'll be all you need.
But I give all I've got to give you,
And it's never enough,
It's not even half what you give me.
I don't ever want to be this
Overcome by an unsettled feeling
I don't measure up.
I hope it's just a hiccup.

I make mistakes and
I get the shakes and
I don't see straight and I
Overcompensate.
I'm just naive,
Heart on my sleeve,
But this is all that I want.
You are a sugar cube,
You are a space suit.
You're just everything I want.
I've got to get this out of my system
So we can be everything that we need.

I do. I do love you.

music | rick wright. wolf carr. lyrics | rick wright. vocals | rick wright. erin rubin. wolf carr. casey alexander. jennifer wilmoth. levi fuller. meghan fuller. mike kelly. james nixon. bass. toms. | wolf carr. floor tom and wood block | casey alexander. drums. toms. shaker. tambourine. guitars. keys. rhodes. McArthur harp. | rick wright.

Kiss my sister, please,
"Goodbye."
Broken melodies
Midflight.

In the blink of an eye,
There goes the ghost with your whole life.
I'm doing everything I,
I cannot be alone tonight.

You never wanted me
To drive.
How hard would it be
To concede you're right?

I can't feel my legs.
But you. Your body is cold.
You can't break.
And I cannot look back.
It's too hard to see things like that,
The past, like a heart attack.
Stay here.

I've got no space to breathe.

Take my hand and
Through the fire,
Follow the voice of
The little boy.
Everything changes in the light.

music | rick wright. wolf carr. erin rubin. lyrics | rick wright. vocals | rick wright. erin rubin. bass | wolf carr. drums | casey alexander. rhodes | erin rubin. drums. cymbal swells. samples. guitars. keys. flutes | rick wright

Like your life is on the line,
Set your rhythm side to side.
Make yourself a real world camoflauge.
And blend into the floor.
No risk anymore.
Free to be space between boards.

A fly on the wall,
That can't see at all,
You always avoid
The bones of flight.

No faith in you and me
And no space inbetween,
You flick this little fuse and make me burst.
Because your life is on the line
And you're sick and tired of trying,
I know I won't give in this time.

I won't make the same mistakes
I make everytime.
The bones of flight.

music and lyrics | rick wright. beat box. drums. samples. guitars. bass. keys. trombones. flutes. chalumaeux. piano. | rick wright.

You come to a point where
Whatever you feel
Comes off in layers,
Skin starts to peel.
Inside, an oasis
Carved in your chest,
A widening chamber
Through the planet.

The rest is obvious.

music and lyrics | rick wright. drums. samples. keys. rhodes. bass. guitar. trumpet. trombones. flutes. chalumeaux. vocals. | rick wright.

Try as they might,
They never could find
The source of their universe,
Though they were not blind.
They searched in themselves
And they scoured the sky,
But their eye for an ideal
Was flawed by design.

And barefoot on broken glass
And burning coals.
With dosed anaesthetics, they
Dissected souls,
And posed propaganda just
To fill the holes
With forced, false miracles.
And now, are they still floating out?
Only god knows.

Press to keep pace,
Then wait, then turn around and erase,
And no one will know you project
To protect all you cleverly hide.
Hope for the best, you've guessed
You never may find.
You just want to be where you have
The advantage point, sat on the fence,
Where thousands of
Mountainous fears have grown
And become your home.

I just want to see you and
Have a chance to experience
What thousands of thousands of
Years have shown
We all should know,
That you are just everything.

It's one thing to accept all this
As a thought,
And another to practice listening
To my gut.
I'm just getting acquainted with
What I want
And why I'm floating out
All tied to you.
I've frayed the knot
Trying to break through
And freely come back to you.

The song is our sight
For ages to come.
This life. Away we go.
This light is the way we go
On in love.

music | rick wright. wolf carr. casey alexander. lyrics | rick wright. vocals. | rick wright. erin rubin. wolf carr. casey alexander. jennifer wilmoth. levi fuller. meghan fuller. james nixon. mike kelly. keys. | casey alexander. rhodes. keys. | wolf carr. drums. shaker. samples. guitars. keys. | rick wright.

This trouble I've seen,
I will keep
And if I make a million more mistakes,
This trouble I've seen,
I will keep.

From now on I will live
From my heart,
Like a centralized, brilliant guiding light,
From now on I will live
From my heart.

Of all the lies I could have told you,
My love, this was like
Knives from my eyes.
All the senseless repeating,
And now there are cracks
And traumas that won't ever heal.
If I stay,
Will we break?

I will repeat this song
Until I learn
That if I want to have true love,
I will repeat these words
Until I learn.

music | rick wright. wolf carr. casey alexander. lyrics | rick wright. vocals | rick wright. erin rubin. wolf carr. casey alexander. bass. microkorg. | wolf carr. drums. | casey alexander. drums. samples. keys. rhodes. guitars. trombones. flutes. | rick wright.

The trembling lies
Of high school eyes
Artillary arteries
All cave in
A broken spoke
Left out of the joke
A missed matched message
The words he spoke
He meant to say
Another way
And clenching his teeth
He tied the thread
Through needle point
His lips were joined
Scar covering over
To seal the deal and now

All we are is
Snow melting snow
Broken bones
All we are is
Chrome covering steel
Crumbling wheels
All we are is
Rising steam and
Pinholes dreams

The silent life
Required his eyes
To zoom in and colorized
These black and whites
Misshapen forms
Of summer storms
Crowded confusion like
Stinging swarms
He sank beneath
The LA streets
Until he dissolved
Into the heat
To become a part
Of a failure's art
To sink and diminish
All we are to this

All we are is
Snow melting snow
Broken bones
All we are is
Chrome covering steel
Crumbling wheels
All we are is
Rising steam and
Pinholes dreams
All we are is
Skyscraping steps
Spiritless
All we are is
Rising steam and
Pinhole dreams

music | rick wright. wolf carr. casey alexander. lyrics | rick wright. vocals. | rick wright. erin rubin. wolf carr. casey alexander. bass. | wolf carr. guitar. | casey alexander. drums. shaker. samples. guitars. rhodes. trumpets. keys. | rick wright.

And in her dream came a crossroads
Where a whistling man
In the wasteland
Stopped her and said,
"Throw down! Throw down!
Throw down what you're willing to give.
I'll show you your reason for living.
Just one thing so simply distilled.
A palace on landfill."

All of a sudden,
The world around her became
A palace, a fortress,
The likes of which she never had known.
Around her the castle walls
Did not block out light.
Instead they transformed all
Soot into sunshine,
And climbing the curtains,
Revealed rolling countryside.

"Throw down
What you're willing to give.
I'll show you your reason for living.
Just one thing so simply distilled.
A voice from a static field.

Refining all down to one,
I don't take lightly,
So take your time."
And she sighed...

Shaking, she offered her soul
But he laughed and shook his head.
Shaking, she offered her voice instead.
But he laughed and shook his head
And said, "Instead,
Take all your troubles
And cluttered noise
And throw them away
To stake your claim."

All of this happened inside her head,
But to this day,
it's the life she has lead.

Decide what are you willing to give
For one simple reason for living.
I just want to write a song
As good as 'All You Need Is Love'

music and lyrics | rick wright. vocals. | rick wright. erin rubin. casey alexander. drums. samples. shaker. guitars. bass. rhodes. keys. morning bell. | rick wright.