you say my strings are out of tune, well, you sold me this guitar
and if it doesn’t work that well I’ll never get that far
and you think that I can’t hit the notes, I was born with these vocal chords
and I’m trying my best with the best recording equipment I can afford
because I’ve tried and I’ve tried and I’ve c-c-c-cried
but with the cards you’ve dealt me I will always be denied
but that’s fine, cos it was everyone’s fault but mine
and though it never seemed that way at the time
I was innocent of every crime
you say I acted like a fool last night, well you were buying the drinks
and your generosity’s to blame for my inability to think
and if I give you a lift somewhere and my driving’s not the best
then it’s not my fault, it’s the examiner who passed my driving test
because I’ve tried and I’ve tried
and I’ve c-c-c-cried
but with the cards you’ve dealt me
I will always be denied
but that’s fine, cos it was everyone’s fault but mine
and though it never seemed that way at the time
I was innocent of every crime
I fell in love with the girl from the camera store
but when my camera broke I had no reason to go there any more
though I walked past the window every day, it wasn't the same because I never got to hear her say
"come back for your pictures at four"
I just want to be captured on film with her
and at the blink of the shutter
we'll make indecent exposures
so in a flash, my dreams had been over-exposed
by the time I'd saved some money up, her business had been foreclosed
I stared through the window at the hand-written sign, it was faded by sunlight but I could read it fine
it had not been there long, I suppose
I'll admit I lost my focus, but not for very long
a poster nearby informed me that she had an exhibition on
though her beautiful pictures covered the wall, that wasn't what captured my attention at all...
she was smiling at me through the throng
do you ever wonder if you've missed your chance
for fame and fortune, or that great romance?
do you ever wonder what might have been?
well, that's why I'm building this time machine
'cos with a flick of a switch
and a flash of light
I'm going back in time
to put things right
I know that it's unorthodox
but I will break this paradox
modern life is full of worry
everyone's in such a hurry
it's hard to find the time to think these days
I've got a secret fantasy
that maybe you will share with me
I'm going through an imaginative phase
cos if I was a goat
all my stress and woe would quickly disappear
replaced by noble horns and a wispy beard
with a mischievious look upon my face
and nimble grace
I wouldn't fear for my life
there's less call for the butcher's knife
than if I'd been a cow or pig or sheep
I'd spend my days just exploring
I'd eat pretty much anything
and curl up in a pile of hay to sleep
These songs weren't finished - we had a bit of a break from recording when Mandy had her baby, and when we went back to the studio afterwards, our recordings had been lost in a hard drive failure.
Hence most of these tracks are a bit rough around the edges, or in some cases right through the middle.
credits
released October 10, 2009
Tom Morton: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard
Nathan Wilson: Bass
Mandy McKirdy: Keyboards
Kristian Podhorodecki: Drums
Cover art by Tom.
Recorded at Snug Recording Co.
Bonus tracks recorded at home by Tom.
Track 7 remixed by Luke Elliott: lukeelliott.bandcamp.com