First Release Lyrics

Karate First Release

I knew a love
that could scare all the wings off the doves,
outside my window as they'd stretch out their lungs.
From rooftop to rooftop it would come
with new weather as the blank dormers stared
at each other, or into thick Autumn air.
Was that Allston in late 89,
or some other place,
some other time?

Anyway,
it doesn't change what I'm trying to say.
It's just that something seems to be missing these
days:
Come's still around but the band doesn't play.
Gone is gone from Diskovery piles.
Chinatown seems like 3 more miles,
and I can hardly discern between styles
or kids' twisted looks,
and genuine smiles.

--

When I'm alone,
I want to feel like one kid getting stoned,
only to keep things a little more clear,
just to be able to hold on to a simple idea.
And when I'm with you,
I want to notice everything as we do,
to catch every bit bit of blur, squint, chill, and red,
from sand dunes,
San Soliel,
and sunsets.

You know that all was both heaven and Hell for me.
Smashed more than one glass gesture of jealousy.
Remember, three to two rooms, girlfriends made it more,
and you always left my singles on the bedroom floor.
bedroom floor.

--

Now I've got some friends.
They've been hanging around since God knows when.
They still like to tell me each and every time
I mouth off
or get out of line.
But these days I know to watch what I say,
although I still do things my my my my own way.
I still spin the same sounds for these unsatisfied
ears,
because there's always something new
something new to hear.

You know that all was both Heaven and Hell for me.
Smashed more than one glass gesture of jealousy.
Remember, three to two rooms, girlfriends made it more,
and you always left my singles on the bedroom floor.

I should not have left that shit go for so cheap.
I wish I still had that first release.
I was just trying to pay my rent, to keep on my feet.
I guess there are some things I should keep from back
then,
and some things I could leave.
and some things I could leave.

--

When I'm alone,
I want to feel like one kid getting stoned,
only to keep things a little more clear,
just to be able to hold on to a simple idea.
And when I'm with you,
I want to notice everything as we do,
to catch every bit bit of blur, squint, chill, and red,
from sand dunes,
San Soliel,
and sunsets.

You know that all was both heaven and Hell for me.
Smashed more than one glass gesture of jealousy.
Remember, three to two rooms, girlfriends made it more,
and you always left my singles on the bedroom floor.
I should not have left that shit go for so cheap.
I wish I still had that first release.
I was just trying to pay my rent, to keep on my feet.
I guess there are some things I should keep from back
then,
and some things I could leave.
and some things I could leave.
and some things I could leave.
and some things I could leave.
and some things I could leave.