James Rabbit
“Distracted”
Recorded September 2002
Tyler- singing, guitar, keyboards
Conner- drums
1. Distracted
2. Blue Screen
3. Walking Away
4. Balcony to Beach
5. On Fire
6. Interr
7. Champion
8. Charming
9. The Wash
Distracted, likely pulling out her
hair
And meet me, climbing blindly down
the stairs
Its open to the vigilante press
And further, down that corridor of
stress
Don’t trust me, I’m a broker in
disguise
Adjust me until I’m strong enough
to try
Something else than this
repetitive drip
Acknowledge this common shift
There’s nothing that you can hold
on to
No values to anything you once
held to
This problem, it seems so apropos
Don’t worry, it’s safe to say your
so
This is the vast christening of
Downwards, I look vacantly at
times
Morbid, like geographers
Concerned with protest, I’d double
backwards
Instead of reason, I use this
vagueness
To appease them, that shocked
crowding
About the town square, that shy
disaster
And yet so pretty, drive away
faster
I’m alarmed it seems
Keep the underground please
I’d sure love to be
Up on that hopeful blue screen
This is a great endeavor to
concern you with somber matters
Wake up in lonely towns where you
don’t belong
And make it harder for those
around you
To come to terms with how absurd
you carry yourself
Over the valley and through the
minefield
Where you are blessed and you are
sacred
Slow mind and down,
But your commitment makes it seem
much worse
Slide on down,
Morbid and sly, but not at all interested
So break it off,
Walk to the back and cause some
trouble
It makes me sick
To feel a little better at the
expense of others
But I’m walking away
Mind on the gutter and eyes to the
ground
Walking away
Feet hit the ground, and its
faster and I’m gone
No better days
I’d wake feeling horrible and look
for some attention
Seen better days
I’d go to bed so lonely and wake
up with a jackhammer
So slow me down
Sleep it off for days at once, I’m
better now I promise
Hopes running out
IDs in my wallet, and its lonely
way back home
Balcony to beach, ensuing plummet
pitches calmer
But there’s no two ways
Nondescript as you’d like it to be
some reason other than
The fact your wearing
Insane wash
Stuck back in traffic
Find some other way to save me
Find some other way to talk
Balcony to beach, this missive
calms her up and down
Around the edge
Lacking all tone, you’d love it to
be so ambivalent
There’s nothing there
Insane style
Stick with the market
Find some other way to save me
We can fine some other way to work
it out
With honest subtlety, pulling deep
Down alleyways and vacant streets
On fire
With all the cash, I’m breaking
free
Through open deserts, midmorning
scenes
Down, cashier, I’m a maniac
Trust and liberty and stones and
slack
And fire
Caught between two frame of
references
Here in the zone of lost lake
premises
There, I’ll know that talk is jive
But I’m still too weak to fight
Blue in the face from lack of
breathing
Health and calmness as luck’s
receding
I’ll try to keep the cool
But this champion makes no
promises
Tired in town in place of business
I’ll treasure you all ‘til things
go different
And dumb like most before me have
been and too bad
Likeness, not a way to treat
This matter but you’d know that
things would think
That we are two great wastes
together
Why, something has to snap
Dragged in the room from four
floors down
And yet, I still can’t move my
mouth
Articulate whats breathing you
And fall apart
Mind that we’ve an audience now
And move to the floor where things
wear out
The style can’t be compromised
And we deflect
Time to roll the eyes
Better not, lest we get along
You would guess that nothing goes
wrong
Sincerely fell deep
I promised nothing and delivered
across
But what is motion when you’ve
bought it at cost?
So, hows about trying this
self-destruct fashion?
Clean it up, and I’ll write you in
A nervous interlude that’s gotta
begin
Somewhere those fault lines
Drive dementia towards a polar
coast
A rougher wind that divides us the
most
Its charming
Trap me with the bill
Alone with objects your determined
to see
But once behind them you’ll no
longer believe
Push back the waste
Along with symptoms too dull to
care
About me, just another one that’s
never there
And charming
Stereotypical, found high living
lies
And the starkness wraps around you
In a wash of incongruity
Dental plans, mass communicative
spines
Turn to water as their wearers
Plunge further down the drain
Rush through all that old stuff
Forget you’ve hardly lived
I’ll laugh until I’m crying
And lead those fears away
Brought up in seedy bars
About ten miles from the shore
And the waves would hit the water
And the sun sank into sand.