Trauma Season

 

Recorded January – March 2003

 

Tyler Martin – Singing, Keyboards, Trumpet, Guitar, Bass, Percussion

Conner Martin – Drums, Percussion, Recording

Vanessa Waring – Flute, Cello

 

-with-

 

Grayson Soenke – haunted guitar in ‘Monsoon’

Megan E. – assistant vocals in ‘Spite’

All Dead – backing vocals in ‘Spite’

 

1. Lost

2. Monsoon

3. Check

4. Weekend

5. Spite

6. Chateau

7. Colombia

8. Solid

9. Combustion

10. Academy

11. Volcano

12. Maniac

 

Lost

 

Travels down this road, so many

Image problems, I’ve got plenty

Hear me crowding out vapors and clover

Hear me crowning, no, I won’t go for

Goes down easy, and through so quick

Got plans for you straight through to the sick bay

I hear crowding up roads so tired

And I hate sleeping, am I just shy or

 

Lost… I’m clearly

So tight and agonizing

Lost… and fearing

Some sort of retribution

 

You hear me scream, though I don’t like it

Got a smoke, but why’d you light it?

Travels down, baby hits the bottom

Of the streets and such, angry autumn

Sullen summer and such a spring

Winter, I dare you to even blink

See, dust in my eyes, hardly caring

Dancing wildly, hardly caring

 

And I couldn’t, I couldn’t stand it

 

 

Monsoon

 

Monsoon, the cops are gone

But I don’t know how to face it

So alone for the summer

With the winter with the springtime

You would relax, relax

And I’ll pour you a cup to go with that

 

The sooner you admit

Your a shade of human decency

Is the second I forget

Why I came here in the first place

But, relax, relax

And tell me I’m a decent person

 

Soon the shutters close

And I’m really quite concerned about the place I’m in

Rocking like an atmosphere that’s been provoked to violence

I’ll take it in

 

Clearly speaking loudly, so I gather your attention

In this room, it is silent, but my stance demands attention

Say, relax, relax and I’ll clue you in a minute

 

A patronizing side, evokes spirit like you mean it

But your motion is just sad and your stance is so broken

Say, relax, relax and tell me I’m a decent person

 

But soon the pity’s gone and I’m nebulous like crazy

About the place I’m in

And representing sadness, like its even coming close to that

I’ll take it in

 

 

Check

 

Oh what a check when your clear, and your clear at one point one

When the census shock turns you in as two people to one

Kind of dragged out, looking kind of beat up

Kind of freaked out, taken with a grain of salt and shake

I like it when you

 

Riot cause I’m not yet spent all at once

I’ll riot cause the party has not yet begun

So cheer up challenger, take me back to twenty-five

Alive because

Align because

Your going so strong

 

Oh when the bank teller clicks and the image is in flight

When the Calvary shifts cause the party’s dressed in white

Cause its star struck, home front war and act

Prices so deliberate and styles like you cannot even know

You cannot even

 

And I cannot redo this tastefully placed pity

Make caution like its going out of style

But my consultants say you aren’t worth it

Oh, its over in a while

 

 

Weekend

 

When I arrive by chopper at the great golden gates I’m so amused

Because that sunset style is going to capture my eyes, but now I’m out

Cause that price is handy and I’m a horrible man, divide by two

When I run out past that border I’ll cook in the sun

And so I bruise

 

Running around heals nothing, sleep is so spare, I’ll take that bet

Carry me back to the point where I could not let go and say I’m there

When I am tired and turning to wake is to break and end up dead

When I’ve crossed the knife screaming and turning over backwards

Never lose

 

And despite our better judgment, we’re loving it

Copy me twice; oh you’ll never let me know

When your too tired to look, to send

Repress it this weekend

But how many more do I have to lose?

 

When I arrive past sun up at the old central park I’ll check my coat

Because that pickpocket style is so city and wild, how could they not?

Unless I’ve missed something somewhere, I’m a hell of a guy, this much I know

And when I’ve reached the end, I will have had no regrets

And total health

 

 

Spite

 

Yes, its crazy, but I’m right there

Full of ready, full of spite there

Time off ticking, good-looking actors

Tear me a minute, some other practice

While I’m sitting here without you

Time goes slower and I’m getting older

Zero sanctions and I’m right

But time goes slower, I’m getting older

 

Down and crazy, such distraction

Play me out and play me often

Ignore groupthink, you’re the winner

Think for yourself, so thoughts may vary

We’re all blessed and we’re all dressed

For doing better than you think

Zero problems compared to others

Your doing better than you think

 

Time when I was feeling low

 

Insane action, full of active

You deserve it, so desert me

I’m no good for forward thinkers

Twist around do it better

Lots of stock in cinder blocks

I’ll punch right through them, thinking of you

And oh, one day, things are so clear

That time just stops and I’ll think it over

 

 

Chateau

 

Living so happenstance, happen to be swimming

Vague pools and cheap motels

Won’t you go away?

 

Record and shy, won’t you go away?

 

Go away

 

Cut up and sleeping bad, standing in the corner

Shake softly once or twice

Tell them to go away

 

Your set up in piano bars

Wurlitzers and armored cars

I’m tuning for two now,

Struggling with cheap guitars

 

Make me an offer and I’ll trade it all for habit forming

Nothing can get to me like the sirens off from up the street

Nothing can get to me like the echoes off of empty streets

 

 

Colombia

 

A shining stare, hone valances to deferential shock

This value’s up, but the meaning is in the cleaning of the mark

Oh cost, you take me to a three for one plateau

Oh cause, I’ve lost it, you will never even know

 

Controlling, my mind is so silent

Colombia, you’ve bought me with violence

Don’t fi-fi-fire up that second story

You fi-fi-fire up

 

And less than full full coverage of that purgatory scene

You’ve been spotted but your figure as you know its less than lean

Watch out, we’ll take you to an icy cold and shake

Watch us, becoming and be leaving like you may

 

 

Solid

 

I’m solid like a rock, but vacant like a haunted house

Where industry, you go, when your looking for a cheap plot twist

And when I don’t pay off, you’ll shake your fist into the sunset

And when I don’t put out, you’ll look so glum and stare a bit

It doesn’t become you

 

And I’m looking for a town where class differences pull you down

So all this bitterness is justified by something wild

An incredible smile will pull you in for just a bit

But lady, I’m all lies

I’ll take you out and sink your ship

It doesn’t phase me

 

My heart begins breaking procedure

I want you and I may as well need you

And its fine,

I’m walking

 

My dreams are so decayed, for you to come and go away

But lately you’ve been missed, my image failing isn’t this

A lesson so deserved, you finally get your ego’s worth

But I just can’t be hurt, I’m metal liquid stone age god

And nothing escapes me

 

You cannot fail me

Anymore than you’ve already

 

 

Combustion

 

Normal til overloaded, cannot get away, floating on

Washboard by innocents, cannot get away, lonely citizens

Decide to vilify, no you cannot make me pay, I’m invincible

Going to double your time with a fancy hidden promise that I cannot hope to keep

Away

 

And this one-track mind of mine keeps me down

City hopping on the train, drunks and crowds

Let it take me back, I’m drowning and lost

Won’t you let it take me back?

 

Lines there so symmetrical, photographic takes under me

Gravesite so set and mild, there’s magic in the air, filter free

Ionic combustion, it helps me breathe at last, this peasant air

Ironic combustion, it helps me to at last, disconnect

 

One track slowly

Living boldly

Living only to serve

 

And fine, stumble out, faces flat, run on sentence down the street

Looking green, kind of pale with a flush red running through your cheeks

 

 

Academy

 

Played out, but academy’s sweet

How could I sleep for days and never try?

But my hearts in the right place

Just left of productive

 

Laid out and accounted for close

Your winking, but you know they’ll never know

Its just a heartbreak pattern

Production size of vanities

Know it’ll never last

 

Fun for the canon

Fun, and I’ll walk on by

Fun for the canon

And I’ll buy buy buy

 

Know your fading into air

Your special but you’ll never even come to that

Realization- times hotter the truth’ll even notice it

Oh, just let it pass

 

And I cannot even start, your on your own detective

Nothing feels better then when I’m picking sidewalk out my shoes

And when I find that trophy

You can’t know

And it’s a shame to see you go

 

Cinema’s academy sweeps

How could I sleep for days and never try?

But your hearts in the wrong place

Just south of the border

 

Played out, academy street

Going to crawl for days around that bed

But your heart’s still set on break

Just trust me, its nothing

 

 

Volcano

 

Training on a different track

I’ve killed as such, but keep on coming back

Why desire what you cannot care for

I am heartless nobody show for

 

Training, volcano

But you still can’t shelter, still can’t shine

Dreaming she’s perfect, but you still can’t shelter

And still make me sick

 

Faking a new kind of interest

I thought as much and I thought you’d like to know

Why bother when your soul is a grave mistake

I am shameless, nothing to live for

 

Trying, a little too desperate

Could have made something, but I came to my senses

Why desire?

 

 

Maniac

 

Supermodel crash, vague cash

Going to lash you on to every other word

And every other one’s a joke

When I’m fighting with the logic let me talk

I’ll go on

And I’m on

 

Get back and go, I’m maniac so how could you leave?

My eyes won’t close, can’t open so they’re just going to sleep

 

Designer’s basic flaw, no one saw

Now I’m paying for it

Years of hopeless grace

Loveless waste, couldn’t shake that smile and nod

Like you know

Like you know what’s going on

And I’m on

 

You’ve been down that old and green,

Stars on and on

Say, ‘how could you leave?’

And I’m on

 

So you go down the road five times, stand in line

And turn right on ethics

Until you get to the something where your life reads as a waste

Don’t shine, you are not

And the faithless ones are gone

So I’m on

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