1. |
If Only I Could Remember
02:40
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Why are we not transforming
Renewing our minds with greater cause
Instead always conforming to trends
Set by the beautiful and vain
Come down off your horses
And ride one horse
Nature takes us to dark places
We forget how to see the beautiful in being light
Now the greatest of these things cursed
Everyone is right, but no one is righteous
Everyone is free to do what they think is right
But no one is truly free
We worship ourselves and yet
Only others disappoint us
Good is evil and evil is endemic
We look in the mirror and only see our skin
Boy and girl growing old
How time flies when no one else matters
We always say they do...
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2. |
Gravity Takes its Toll
02:37
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"Gravity Takes its Toll" lyrics co-written by Jeff Price and Lance Higdon (Last stanza).
Hey
What is your name
Oh yeah
Who cares
Hey
What do you do
Oh really
So what
Tell me the score
Who won the game
Their fighting the wars
While we play our games
The atmosphere changes
I see it in the sky
I see the truth in things
Help me to deal with that
[Lance Higdon's part]
"If you are Ariadne
That makes me the Minotaur
So lead me around with your golden thread
Serve your new lover my severed head
And cast about for a reason
Maybe swath it in a song
Like Orpheus”
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3. |
Not Me
05:15
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The kids are alright
Women and children first
They fall from the sky
So take off your shirt
And dive in the ocean
All the pretty girls will be there
It's so unfair
You can smell the blood on them
They will tell you otherwise
They will take all your time
Taking all of your time
You can smell the blood on them
They will tell you otherwise
They will take all their time
Taking everything you own
As you yell yourself to sleep
The kids are alright
Women and children first
They fall from the sky
So take off your shirt
And dive in the ocean
All the pretty girls will be there
It's so unfair
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4. |
Standing There Gawking
05:09
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"Standing There Gawking" lyrics co-written by Jeff Price and Lance Higdon (Last stanza).
Hey you that live by pretending
Shut your mouths
Shut your mouths
Keep your thoughts and your opinions to yourself
Because we do not care at all what you think
You have been given platforms that are not deserved
You have been given time that is not earned
We all live out here among the wood and stone
You in your pretty walls and your fancy transport
Selling you soul over and over again
To remain pridefully soulless
Hey you that live by pretending
Shut your mouths
Shut your mouths
Keep you programmed causes
And your hypocrisy to yourselves
Because all we really need is you to pass the time
You have been given so much and done so little
You have been given power and you generate nothing
We live out here among the glass and steel
You in your private halls and high octane flyers
[Lance Higdon's part - sung with Mike Blackshear]
Please take me back...
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5. |
Mr. Mannhauer
03:14
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The micro managers reset
Reset the volume to nearly zero
Can you hear them
Can you hear them
Captivated by the same old, same ole
They don't measure up, so you have to
Blah, blah, blah is how they've be trained to motivate you
I sense the dream has nothing to do with this
But we all seem to channel our hearts after even lesser things
Why must I die
Why must I die to be able to live
People change when they want to
And they change back
In-between the changes are lost causes
I find myself trying to stay unchanged
Please help me to change that
So we wake up and try again
Make it through another day, a week
To get to another day that offers life
At least that's how we live
Outside the moment for the most part
The joke is on us
If we cannot laugh
Laugh at ourselves
Laugh at each other
I want to feel
What I've discovered
People cannot give
I want to know things
That people do not know
I see the truth in things
Help me to deal with that
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6. |
Lapse
03:44
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Another failure complete
And here come the elite in all their glory
To make sure you understand
They control the windows
That open and shut at their whims
But people follow like dogs returning to their own vomit
They no longer can think on their own
And they've been programmed to hate you for thinking otherwise
Distorted specters of heroes flash in
Yet they've been refashioned to suit the cause
So only a few actually win
Win a prize worth nothing
Another day spent doing nothing
And here come the captains to reel you in
They control the doors
They control the doors
That stay closed
That stay closed
You have no choice but to kiss or be killed
They say they care, but that only traps you further
And the day will come when it won't matter
Still the days are numbered
In fact, everything is numbered
And made to order
So the captains risk it all
So the captains risk it all
So the captains risk it all
For some feint view of what they think they are
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7. |
Escapades in Civility
07:25
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Downward spirals do not often reverse
Speaking out, speaking about
Healing words do not come easy
Kill or be killed that is the way
Shutdown the open arms
Lean in from the side
Show little concern
Show nothing at all
Kind words and elegance are so rare
Thinking too much
Thinking out loud
Thinking about what could of been
Avoiding the cause of pain is fleeting
Holding on to a dream
Holding on to something once said
Holding it up until your arms collapse
Entertain us
Pleasure us
Give us what we want
Tempt us
Lie to us
Then leave us alone
Feed us
Shelter us
Hold our hand
Train us
And show us
Then move aside
I look to the sky
With hands full of blood
I can't tell you why
I left it that way
Time and space
Have never been the same
I see you standing there
Just out of reach
If only I could recall the days
But all I do know now
Is from that last day
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Tambersauro Houston, Texas
Formed in 2003, Tambersauro is a Houston-based trio. Mike Blackshear plays guitars, Lance Higdon plays drums, cymbals, and operates laptop, and Jeff Price plays bass guitar, keyboards, and provides vocals.
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