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by Wild Daydream

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1.
Veronica Jackson's had a real hard year Barely ever started yet she's living in fear In her early twenties but late in life Overly-obsessed with playing in time A lonely lover so stuck in time Never got the chance to just enjoy the ride Her choices made on someone else's dime And everyday passes right in front of her eyes I'm cursed to never see what's in front of me Never understanding where I'm supposed to be Keep wishing on a star to just find a path One day be the master of my circumstance Veronica living that Brooklyn life Wall-to-wall sardining where the meanings hide Working to live but now she's lost her mind A house that's never built can't stand the test of time A restless mess, always on the move Her man is always coming down with stomach flu Those documentaries did always soothe The facts were more concrete than what the future proved You're cursed to never see what's in front of you Never understanding what you're supposed to do You shake your lucky eight ball to find a way One day find a life you could appreciate You're cursed to never see what's in front of you Never understanding what you're supposed to do You shake your lucky eight ball to find a way One day find a key to those pearly gates I'm cursed to never see what's in front of me Never understanding where I'm supposed to be Keep wishing on a star to just find a path One day be the master of my circumstance
2.
When your attic is emphatic So dramatic Cool it down! But it watches ever cooly Never putting your hand down Moving this way And a-that way Moving forward Side-to-side You’re past out on the counter Heaven knows you can’t unwind A slave to these theatrics A thought with no reply ‘Cause a fool can never answer without the company of lies Well you’re bound to win the oscar for actor who can cry Forget about your problems, kid ‘Cause they’re never gonna die You can choke them You can beat them up Put a thorn into their side For the days are moving faster, friend Start fasting while you’re high A bone to pick with Adam And Eve you criticize But your yells are being muffled by the company of lies Well do you play the violin while flying in the clouds Or does Orville kind of bore you? Puts on airs to bring you down Well you might play the fiddle Well it’s riddled with the dirt (I caught you?) Well you were pinching screaming pennies Collecting all you’re worth But a violin and fiddle are instruments alike It’s the genre that divides them with its company of lies The red one fought the blue one The blue one told his mom His mother, Mrs Hubbard went to ring the red one’s mom They were huffing and a-puffing Throwing punches blow-by-blow The commentator plays both sides for viewers back at home And meanwhile blue’s forgotten And red’s apologized They stream the fight on their telescreens: The Company of Lies! Woah!!!
3.
Tourist 03:40
Sammy at the factory Just counting the time He’s waiting for the punch out Assembling up fenders From 8:30-5 He fades into the background Malfunction at the junction As his gears start to grind Frying up the hardware Looking for a window, An air duct, an exit Desperate for a breath of fresh air Wave goodbye to your home Smoke it out of its hole Be a tourist Be a tourist Leave your baggage behind Hail a cab and you’ll find You’re a tourist You’re a tourist You’re a tourist! Sammy tells his doctor That his sockets are fried Under these conditions His doctor puts a finger to His mouth and replies “I’ll write you a prescription” Annexed with the xanax Mechanical static It’s automation, baby! The drones of the monotone Are keeping him stoned Conveyer belt crazy Leave your comforts behind Hail a cab and you’ll find You’re a tourist You’re a tourist Say hello to today Wave tomorrow away You’re a tourist You’re a tourist You’re a tourist!
4.
There’s a marching band Buzzing in your bonnet tonight Mary Ann, it’s been a long time comin’ for your moment to shine To the battle zone Drumrolls and flag poles And bugles blow Let the people know That nothing’s gonna get you down Rock n roll Tappin’ to the beat in the back Let it go It’s been a long time comin’ for your moment to dance Go to overdrive Kick drum thumpin’ gets your ticker pumpin’ Amplified No, nothing’s gonna make you cry Well, they could take caution tape Place a blockade in your way But you won’t be bound Ain’t nothin’ gonna keep you down Well, they could rain on your parade Put a damper on on your day But you’ll never drown No, nothing’s gonna hold you down Nothing’s gonna hold you down Nothing’s gonna hold you down
5.
War! 04:18
War! War! There’s a war goin’ round Everyone fights for their piece of the ground From shoreline to border There’s war all around Come get me when new peace is found Sun! Sun! Under the sun Built by a million but lived in by one All scared of each other, We’re men on the run But nothing’s new under the sun Here! There! Words here and there Illegible writing No time to prepare We’re drawing up letters with no thought from where Just throwing up words in the air Sale! Sale! There’s an island for sale And like Moby Dick: We’re obsessed with the whale So sing with your sailors before your ship sails No man is an island himself Trust! Trust! In money we trust We buy what we sell ‘til we’re sold and then bought We pay it on credit until we’re ripped off In heavenly money we trust Minds! Minds! Mathematical minds Summing up others, we learn to divide We add by subtraction A fraction we find Our fractured, mathematical minds Eyes! Eyes! Open your eyes The American Dream: Ambien in disguise But sooner or later, the sun has to rise Remember to open your eyes War! War! There’s a war all around Everyone fights for their piece of the ground From shoreline to border There’s war all around Come get me when new peace is found...
6.
Deeper Down 03:46
I don’t know how to stay Been digging after dark Always know what to say, My bite’s worse than my bark Howlin’ through the night I don’t wanna be trained These old tricks do me fine Stealing bones from their graves All returning to the ground And I’m falling deeper down I can’t be that again: That creature of the night Never know how to keep my Jekyll from its Hyde Scratching all the time He don’t wanna be caged Outta sight, outta mind Caught up chasing my tail All failing to the sound I’m still falling deeper down Howlin’ through the night I don’t wanna be caged These old tricks do me fine Stealing bones from their graves Now I’m sleeping in the ground And still falling deeper down
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P-P-Paranoid 03:41
They’ve got a camera eye Record the things you’ve said You’ve trained your poker face So you can’t be well read It’s made you cynical Gives you a sense of dread It’s got you paranoid it’s gonna be your end Paranoid You’re paranoid Every man for himself Another game of clue With every breath you take You know they’re watchin’ you Well you’ve been schizzin’ out It’s that big brother blues They’ve got you paranoid with nothing left to do Paranoid You’re paranoid Paranoid So, so, so, so, so paranoid And when it’s built to find S-s-search and destroy You’re f-f-freakin’ out P-p-paranoid And when you feel alone Afraid of your own voice You start to wonder when (how?) you got so paranoid And when they blast down your front door with so much joy The one that’s had your back’s now got you paranoid You know they earn your trust only to exploit They’ve got you paranoid Oh yeah! Woo-hoo! You feel suspicious Always itchin’ where they left that wound You’re feelin’ anxious as they take up what the Lord gave you They’re gonna gaslight Make you ask, “why do I feel this way?’ All paranoia’s been (bein’?)’ employed along the USA Paranoid You’re paranoid You’re playin’ hide and seek but there’s nowhere to hide You’ve got Gene Hackman listenin’ on some secret line Whether the IMF or the FBI They’ll steal your livelihood to destroy your life Paranoid You’re paranoid Paranoid So, so, so, so, so paranoid And when it’s built to find S-s-search and destroy You’re f-f-freakin’ out P-p-paranoid And when you feel alone Afraid of your own voice You start to wonder when (how?) you got so paranoid And when they blast down your front door with so much joy The one that’s had your back’s now got you paranoid You know they earn your trust only to exploit They’ve got you paranoid Oh yeah!
8.
I let the tide in I dig up holes I’m always asking, “Are we friends or foes?” Forgot to let it go Let it go Behind the bullpen ‘til I’m toe to toe Once again I’ve lost control I’ve got to let it go Let it go Oh won’t you let it go Let it go I hold onto it L-L-Look out below! It always come back B-B-B-Blow-by-blow Forgot to take it slow Take it slow Up at the surface It leaves my throat Vinegar meets baking soda Take it slow Take it slow I’ve got to take it slow Take it slow Ooooooo! Keep all your riffin’ inside your song That’s why God made rock n’ roll So you could let it go Let it go Oh won’t you let it go Oh won’t you let it go It’s time to let it go Ooooooo!
9.
On a String 02:57
When you’re told all your life, you’re in a Shakespeare tragedy When you're fed by a tube, what’s the point of anything? When you’re drugged up, Dumbed down, Numb to the bone When your life’s on rent, but you’d like to own it Someday I’ll take back the precious life that you stole from me There’s a hand up my back Now I’m a puppet on a string And my fairy god mother’s new lover don’t want her to love me When you’re leashed up, Beat down, Worked like a dog Well life ain’t fun when you’re told something’s wrong with you Would you kindly return the precious life that you stole from me When your juggler mugs you and shrugs at the end of the fight When your teleprompter parks all your deer in its headlights You’ve been built by pieces of others you know You can’t grasp who you are when it’s already stolen Now, I’m gonna steal back the precious life that you stole from me Would you kindly return the precious life that you stole from me? Someday I’ll take back the precious life that you stole from me
10.
Lost & Found 03:10
All across the land and sea We were fighting on the future Sewing up our sutures, baby It’s in our DNA To believe there’s something better Ride that stormy weather But where’d the time set sail It’s gone to the lost and found No place to dwell Except where we are right now Back when there was finger peace We Fueled on pure emotion Can you feel that sense of victory Over forces old and evil Riling up the people But where’d those times set sail They’ve gone to the lost and found No place to dwell Except where we are right now But where’d those times set sail They’ve gone to the lost and found No place to dwell Except where we are right now Those times have sailed They’ve gone to the lost and found No place to dwell Accept where we are right now
11.
Wo-o-oah! Annabelle, only time will tell what your future holds But this deja vu plays its tricks on you And it takes its toll Spendin’ each week in your time machine Don’t look back ‘cause there’s nothin’ left you can do Oh, baby I’m homesick for you! Wo-o-oah! Reminisce with your clenched up fist as you punch yourself You’re a historian built in Lydian in a minor world Another flashback makes the future crack One foot forward but two steps back from the truth Oh, baby I’m homesick for you! Wo-o-oah!
12.
Out at Astro Park where the sightseers go On amusement rides down at Holiday Road Livin’ moment to moment Livin’ life like a tourist All the bright, shiny lights hypnotizin’ Forgettin’ where (what?) home is On the carousel, they say your life takes a turn But you don’t go nowhere Only back where you were Built by men to sell tickets Fooled by modern magicians There’s no tilt nor a whirl can give the weight of the world any meaning Rolla coastaaa! Woah! Takes you up so high just to drop you back down Hang out in the sky with your head in the clouds But the sound of the trumpet’s Gonna (sure to?) sober you up, man (kid?) And your skyscraper high’s gonna end with the lies that you wanted (And your skyscraper high only lasts ‘til you’re back in the station?) Day by day, you ride Always up in the air Raise your hands up high so the devil may care Join the carnie pirates Put your faith in the riots Every jaded your fadin’, but baby I know you can make it! Rolla coastaaa! Woah!
13.
I’m just a man in a maze A boy by the backdoor I’m just a child in a haze A prisoner in this war Oh baby, won’t you look my way ‘Cause even silence portrays what we’re trying to say Understandin’ what you just can’t take is a hard truth to swallow There goes the rat in his wheel The boy in its corner With all the people enslaved Trapped behind (in their) borders Oh someone cut your man a break Cause my mind’s runnin’ low on an empty tank And now I’m trapped in the maze I'm just a man in a maze!
14.
Hocus Pocus 02:22
Another tantrum Gonna beat my drum Kickin’ and screamin’ Now my toe is stubbed Oh c’mon I thought living was free I got knocked out cold I got bought then sold on a dream Rain go away it’s just a-not my day Pitter-patter-putter And I’m under it and I take what I can get when it’s free It seems a-real damn dumb to pay for all this love with a dream I need a-Hocus Pocus in my life Shower me with magic I ain’t got much time On a dime The parking meter’s expired And what can’t be appealed under my left windshield don’t come cheap No, it don’t…
15.
Happy, happy, happy birthday, dear Daniel Boy, you’re such a rascal You’re turning 6 years old Take a swing like a-Spiderman with your daddy He’ll help you climb up buildings ‘Cause it’s your birthday, son Hangin’ out at Danny’s A party Yes, everybody’s talking how cool his presents are Suddenly 40 bad guys appear out of nowhere The leader tells the guests there, “we’re takin’ Danny’s stuff!” The bad guys strike But Danny cries, “Get ‘em, Maxey! Those boys are acting trashy. Go take ‘em to the curb.” In swings Catboy to help Dan out What a fella! They save their good friend, Jenna. They’re super hero stars! I’m screamin’ happy, Happy birthday, dear Daniel! You saved us from the vandals What a 6 year old! All bad dudes are a-gonna lose to a-Danny And his sidekick, Maxey! They fight forever strong! Wo-oah! Yeah!
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Mama’s been crying for quite some time Waiting by the window with a fishing line And I’m the little worm who got hooked alive Being an airborne ranger’s son Split a-into at the wishing well Dropping lucky pennies down a bad motel It’s pitch black, honey I can’t see too clear Being an airborne ranger’s son It’s time now to leave This plane’s going down Parachutin’ trooper flew the coup to hell Barbell crazed I’m amazed how I turned out Being an airborne ranger’s son One hit wonders and party clowns Reinvent the wheel to a square somehow Fight the spittin' image of a tape rewound Being an airborne ranger's son Won’t you take me with you when you leave tonight Take the training wheels off And teach me how to fly
17.
Mariposa 04:27
The girl from Peru The one that they call Mariposa She’s taking the bus and leaving her brother in Utah But across the aisle: a cowboy from Post, known as Andy He holsters a smile To her, he has taken a fancy Yes, I’ll wait and see Maybe you’re the one for me Maybe you’re my wild flower Just waiting ‘round for my company He sat next to her Tippin’ the brim of his stetson Too nervous for words Her cheeks burned the color of crimson But all the past jerks of her mother’s suitors made her panic Then she was caught by surprise when he spoke to her in fluent Spanish Well if God should choose that I’m for you Maybe then you’ll be mine too Won’t you free me from this cocoon Yes, I’ll wait and see Maybe you’re the one for me Maybe you’re my wild flower Just waiting ‘round for my company They rambled for hours Their words were like streams of a fountain He spoke of the plains She described every curve of the mountains When they reached his stop, he sang her a song with an accent… Happy trails to you, until we meet again Well if God should choose that I’m for you Maybe then you’ll be mine too Won’t you free me from this cocoon… oh! I said won’t you free me from this cocoon
18.
Atomic Heart 03:11
Draw your firearm, and I’ll put down my guard Send me curses, and I’ll serve you lucky charms Set me off, but I will never put you on, because my… My heart’s beating strong I’ve got an atomic heart that’s a-burstin’ with love Yes, a semi-automatic kind of feeling from above Oh, a nuclear ticker in the cage of my chest going off Vamp your violence, and I’ll play you some peace Steal my coat, and I’ll lend you my tee Breach my honor, and I’ll solder up them holes And still my… My heart’s beating strong I’ve got an atomic heart that’s a-burstin’ with love Yes, a semi-automatic kind of feeling from above Oh, a nuclear ticker in the cage of my chest going off Oooooo… Strike with your left, and I’ll hand you my right St-stone me down, and I’ll get you real high Push all my buttons, and I’ll sing you a song Because my… My heart’s singing strong I’ve got an atomic heart that’s a-burstin’ with love Yes, a fully-automatic kind of feeling from above Oh, a nuclear ticker in the cage of my chest going off Ooo, ooo, ooo… yeah!
19.
Country Down 04:58
Your green light’s turned yellow And headed for red Bruises black and blue consume your weary head You’ve been stretched too far, too long, and standing on the edge Used to be happy Used to feel alive But if life has taught you anything, it’s how to hide So you stay at home, all alone with your TV guide Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down Trash on the pavement Debris on the ground Your baby’s at the window with an anxious frown Tugging at your sleeve and asking why nobody’s out Your street’s been pourin’ red My river’s run dry Been searchin’ for the sun while you’re up at night Waitin’ on the day to raise that warm sunshine Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down Used to feel happy Used to feel okay But now I can’t believe anything I say And to my dismay there’s a storm cloud comin’ out Is there a reason? Is there a rhyme? For all this lonely pain that I feel inside? Tell me dear lord, is there more I can do right now? Tell Me! Oh my Lord, don’t let the country go down Oh my Lord, don’t let our country go down! Hey!

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Recorded from 2020 - 2023

This record is an old mixtape... a photo... a memory left up in the attic... yesterday...
Hold onto and cherish these past relics.

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released April 26, 2024

All songs written, arranged, performed, and mixed by Simeon Williams.
Produced by Simeon Williams & TJ Smith

TJ Smith | drums (tracks 2, 4, 6, 7, 9, 11-13, 15, 16, 19)
backup vox (tracks 11 - 13)

Grant Mcmahan | drums (track 1)

Patrick Hutcheson | lead guitar (track 7)

Jeremy Brandelik | pedal steel guitar (track 17)

Ryan Parker | backup vox (tracks 12, 13)
trombone, trumpet (track 11)

Fran Cacal Parker | backup vox (tracks 12, 13)

Anne Schmidt | backup vox (track 12)

Juan Galdamez | congas (track 15)

SFX on track 15 performed by Yusif Jafarov, Ian Mundie, Kari Williams, TJ Smith, Ryan Parker, Fran Cacal Parker

Mastering - Homer Ruiz
"Tex Randall" photo and album art design - Simeon Williams
Front Cover Photo - Anne Schmidt

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