The Would​-​Be Plans

by Jimmer

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released June 26, 2013

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Track Name: The Far Left Side of You
I used to sleep upon
The wrong side of my life.
And now that you are gone,
The other side is mine.
The chairs are on the ceiling
And the walls I've painted blue.

I would surely sing your song
If I could only hear the tune.
But right now I'm just singing
On the far left side of you.

I used to dream a dream
Of a grown man put aside.
But right now it's just something,
And some things can't be bought.
The bedroom door is broken
And the bathroom's broken too.

I would journey to your heart again
If I could only find my shoes.
But right now I'm just standing
On the far left side of you.

I used to sleep upon
The wrong side of my life.
But now that you are gone,
The other side is mine.
The chairs are on the ceiling
And the walls I've painted blue.

I would stand up for myself
But it's too difficult to move,
So right now I'm just sitting
On the far left side of you.
Track Name: Empty
I feel as empty as a gun
After the shooting spree is done.
And when the blue-black night is gone.
I feel as empty as the dawn.

And I know I just couldn't be wrong.
And I know I just couldn't be bad.

My country when it's right or wrong.
My lover drunk or sober.
My brother when he's good or bad.
This conversation's over.

And I know I just couldn't be bad.
And I know I just couldn't be wrong.

Come on come on and walk with me.
Don't feel as full as we oughta be.
Love can be quick and so it goes.
Blood may thick but water flows.

Faith is hard to come by now
Like winning the lottery
And I have had as much of God
As I think that he has had of me.

And I know I just couldn't be bad.
And I know I just couldn't be wrong.

Come on come on and walk with me.
We're not feelin' good but kinda free.
Love can be quick and so it goes.
Blood may be thick but water flows.

I feel as empty as a gun.
After the shooting spree is done.
And when the bottles bought are gone.
I feel as empty as the dawn.
I feel as empty as the dawn.
Track Name: Big Ball of String
I dreamt I had a dream about
A ball o' string unwinding on a road.
Unraveling while I'm asleep
And pickin' up some speed just as it goes.
But sure enough when I awake
I roll it all back up into a ball.
And face the morning sun knowing
That sometimes I may stumble but won't fall.

Changes come like summer rains.
Soak the past and wash away.
And as the night dissolves to day
I wait...waiting for the big ball o' string.

I'm pickin' up the pages of a magazine
I like to call myself.
And reading it while walking on
That tightrope stretched between
Heaven and Hell.
This song I sing, Big Ball O' String
Says something I don't even want to know
Sometimes it's just the friends you make
And then again, that's all you need to grow.

Changes come like summer rains.
Soak the past and wash away.
And as the night dissolves to day
I wait...waiting for that big ball o' string.

I dreamt I had a dream about
A ball o' string unwinding on a road.
Unraveling while I'm asleep
And picking up some speed just as it goes.
But sure enough when I awake
I roll it all back up into a ball
And face the morning sun knowin' that
Sometimes I may stumble but won't fall.

Changes come like summer rains.
Soak the past and wash away.
And as the night dissolves to day
I wait....And I wait...
Track Name: The Would-Be Plans
How could it be I'm so young yet so much older than I should be?
Talk about your would be plans.
What would I say if I was asked to name the wonders of the sad though
I wonder why my dad's so mad?
How could it be that at twelve years old I'd think about the meaning,
Talk about your being sad?
Where should I pray,
If the church is just a fashion show on Sundays?
Talk about your one-day fads.

Why does dad have a hard time with his dreams?
I hope I'm not the reason he's so mean.
You can bet I'd forget them.

How could it be
I'm so young
Yet so much older than I should be?
Talk about your would be plans.

How could it be that the world is edging me to grow up faster?
Talk about your master plans.
When will it end, all the push and pull of living with a madman?
Know he's not a bad man, man.
Why should I be the one who always settles all the bad stuff?
Laughing through the sad stuff and...
I want to be like the kids I see come smiling in my school now
Hiding in my room now, dad.

Why does God think he's watching a TV?
I wish he'd switch the channel on to me.
You can bet I would let him.

How could it be
I'm so young
Yet so much older than I should be?
Talk about your would be plans.

Talk about your would be plans.
Track Name: She Has Good Records
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah
La, la, la, la, la.
Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah
Bah.

I'm outside her door, she's inside bored
She goes "la, la, la, la, la."
But she can't hear me even though I scream
She goes "la."

She likes to hear a tune with a poppy groove,
It goes "la, la, la, la, la.
But she can't hear me even though I scream
She goes "la."

She has good records.
And I know,
If I'm outside her door too long,
I'm gonna have to sing this song
That goes:

Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah
La, la, la, la, la.
Track Name: Satellite
Give me a hit and I'll be your friend.
Give me a drink if that's all you've got.
This is my story from start to end.
Talk isn't cheap it costs a hell of a lot.

I had a dream and a family.
Of love and loss I know a lot.
Mom and Dad have gone away,
And there isn't a bongload big enough.
Enough.

So I get high
As a satellite might.
And I get high,
I couldn't help but try.

Take me away to another plane.
Faith is just a hangman's rope.
You might think I've gone insane,
But I saw God go up in smoke.
In smoke.

So I get high
As a satellite might.
And I get high,
I couldn't help but cry.

All I wanted was to mean something.
All I wanted was to mean something.

Give me a drink and I'll be your friend.
Give me a hit 'cause that's what I want.
This is my story from start to end.
There isn't a bottle deep enough.

So I get high
As a satellite might.
And I get high,
I couldn't help but try.
I get high
As a satellite might.
And I get high,
I couldn't help but cry.
I get high
As a satellite might,
And I get high
Hey, I'm a satellite.
Track Name: Molotov Moon
You meet the morning like you're meeting a wall.
Yeah, you meet the morning like you're meeting a wall.
And this isn't a crime, so you won't need a clue.

It isn't a mystery...it's only the Molotov Moon.

Well there isn't a door, so you won't need a key.
And there isn't a window so stop worryin' about trying to see.
'Cause this isn't a trick, and you don't get to choose.

It isn't a mystery...it's only the Molotov Moon.

Well who knows baby I might let you down.
Who knows baby, pick me off the ground.

Well there isn't an answer, so don't question why.
Better save your pennies, you nickels, your quarters, your dollars, your dimes.
'Cause this isn't a journey and you won't need your shoes.

It isn't a mystery... it's only the Molotov Moon.
It isn't a bad sound, it's only our hearts out of tune.

You meet the morning.
Yeah, you meet the morning
Just like you're meeting a wall.
Meet the morning.
Track Name: Just What You Don't
Summer quits while supper sits
On a seat between you and me.
Riding just to keep us company.
And the radio is broken
So I listen to the breeze.
As it cuts right through you
On its way to me.

It cuts right through you on its way
To blow again some other day.
I wish that it could take us both away.

And I wish that you would love me
But I know now that you won't.
You always think just what you mean
And say just what you don't.

Sacramento seems six thousand miles
Away from here.
On the Grapevine for the eighth time
Just this year.
And we don't know what we don't say
As we ride along the 5.
I wonder what things we won't say tonight.

And I wonder what things we won't say
As we put to sleep another day.
I wish that I could make sense of these nights.

And I wish that you would love me
But I know now that you won't.
You always think just what you mean
And say just what you don't.

Why, do you say just what you don't?
And why, do I reap just what you sow?
You sow, you sow.
I reap just what you sow.

And when you drive I keep my eyes
On the glance you sometimes steal
At my eyes and then at the passing fields.
As Lodi closes in, we sing that song
Just a little low.
And why it makes me cry I just don't know.

And I wish that you would love me
But I know now that you won't.
You always think just what you mean
And say just what you don't.
You always think just what you mean
And say just what you don't.
Track Name: With This Ring
With this ring I kill my giants,
Slay my dragons, tame my lions.
With this ring I thought that I might
Finally learn what all this was about.
But like this wall I rush to meet,
I never had too many doubts.

Wish this ring I build my house of
Extraordinary pain, love.
With this ring I promise that I'll
Never love you last and least of all.
But as a read by the lamp of your smile,
And the sign says "nobody's home."

Nobody's home.
There's nobody home.

Wonder what tomorrow's bringing.
Television living.
Someone better steal my TV.
I can't even watch it anymore.

With this ring I'd marry you.
I'm something old, I'm something blue.
With this ring there's no denying
I'd be standing, you'd be lying too.
And as you walk away from here,
I'd salt your anger with my tears.
I'd drive a truck between these lines.
And what I read says "nobody's home."

Nobody's home.
There's nobody home.
Track Name: Fall
It was over before it started,
Like some sudden summer rain.
And Wendy didn't know it
But I was dying once again.

I was dying just to see her
And I was dying for her to go.
I was falling like I was falling
Like I never had before.

Fall.

Summer came like a phone bill
That I knew I couldn't pay.
And Wendy, she caught me leaning
A little too far the wrong way.

There was something in her eyes that said
She was older than a star.
And she was sweeter than a Milky Way
But she was younger than my car.

Fall.

Pretend we didn't kiss.
Or something just like that.
Bye...Bye.

It was over before it started
Like some sudden summer rain.
And Wendy didn't know it,
But I was falling once again.

Fall.