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Land Of The Living (1986)
Waves of sound
Waves of motion
I cast off the anchor
And drifted out into the night
I was bound
By some foolish notion
Lashed to the mast
Cast adrift on a sea of emotion
Welcome back
It's time for forgiving
Land of the living
We're in the land of the living
On solid ground
I heard waves break in rhythm
Never thought that the song of the siren
Could lure me away
I sang a round in harmony with them
Never thought that their sad orchestration
Would lead me astray
Welcome back
It's time for forgiving
Land of the living
We're in the land of the living
Well, I nearly drowned
Lost on the ocean
I crashed on the rocks
Just a castaway
Back in your arms
I found sanctuary
But I can't help but thinking
About the one that got away
Welcome back
It's time for forgiving
Land of the living
We're in the land of the living
© Jessie Jacobson (May-November 1985, 9/86)
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2. |
The Game
04:19
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The Game
Said hello, thought goodbye
I did not know and I wondered why
All these things stay the same
We pull these strings, play the game again
Play the game
When I said I do, somehow meant I don't
When I say I will, we both know I won't
All these things stay the same
We pull these strings, play the game again
Play the game
Said goodbye as my mind screamed stay
But these lips they lie and you've gone away
All these things stay the same
We pull these strings, play the game again
All these things stay the same
We pull these strings, play the game again
Play the game
© Music: Jarrett Lesko-Brian Bielski-Jessie Jacobson-Jerome Faulkner (2/18/86)
Melody & Lyrics: Jessie Jacobson (3/20/86)
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3. |
Love's Not Lost
04:13
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Love's Not Lost
When the madmen come to their senses
When true heroes lay down their arms
Under sheltering skies
Silver lining, cold grey clouds disguise
When the preachers loosen their collars
When the righteous let down their hair
Flowing into the light
Certain, knowing nobody's wrong, nobody's right
Love's not lost, only hiding
Lurking just out of sight
Love's not lost, only hiding
Hiding in the night
When four billion hearts race in rhythm
When all eyes are focused as one
Holding each other's stares
Silent, knowing somewhere somebody cares
Love's not lost, only hiding
Lurking just out of sight
Love's not lost, only hiding
Hiding in the night
© Music & Melody: Jarrett Lesko (1985)
Lyrics: Jessie Jacobson (4/86)
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4. |
Rapture (Capture Me)
03:58
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Rapture (Capture Me)
Reached the end of the line
Heard no welcome, saw no sign
Head in my hands, cried like a baby
The cutting edge had left its scars
Long ago it seemed so simple
My faith shone like the stars
Rapture, capture me
Oncoming light as in a dream
Life in slow motion, I slipped upstream
But it felt so incomplete
As my heart beat a dull retreat
Rapture, capture me
How in heaven will we know
When to let these hidden feelings show
Lost in love's reflected glow
How in heaven
Had a laugh poised on the brink
What choice was this to swim or sink
Sometimes life's a bitter pill
But if you'll love me, I’ll find the will
I will
Rapture, capture me
© Jessie Jacobson (Music: 12/4/85 & 12/25/85 • Lyrics, Melody: 12/83 & 12/26/85)
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5. |
Say It
04:35
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Say It
The silence calls
A distance so deep and blue
A shadow across the moon
Why won't you?
Say it, say it and I will believe it
Say it, save me, join the pieces
Bit by bit
As patience falls
You leave me without a clue
As you weave your grey cocoon
Why don't you?
Say it, say it and I will believe it
Say it, save me, join the pieces
Bit by bit
The empty walls deceive me
But truth shines through
The colors will fade too soon
Why can't you?
Say it, say it and I will believe it,
Say it, save me, join the pieces
Bit by Bit
© Music: Jarrett Lesko • Lyrics: Jessie Jacobson (1986)
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Words Into Action (Version 3)
Words won't make you feel what you should feel
What you once felt
Words won't reveal what is real
They'll just mislead you from the start
They will seal and constrict
Charismatic tongues
As they conceal
They contradict the language of the heart
And so one word leads to the next
As conversation slips into text
Let's put - let's put words - words into action
Words into action
Words turn into shouts
Triggered by doubts
Fall on deaf ears
Words sprayed all about
Ooze from the spout
But no one hears
So automatic, reeled off by rote
Snag on your conscience, catch in your throat
Let's put - let's put words - words into action
Words into action
I would give anything to make you understand
No need to read my lips
Feel the warmth of my hand
Words mean nothing at all
They bounce off the wall and fade away
But feelings that beckon and call
No matter how small
Can still save the day
Somehow the silence says so much more
And in the stillness, love settles the score
Let's put - let's put words - words into action
Words into action
© Jessie Jacobson (Music: 2/5/85 & Lyrics/Melody: 2/18/85)
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Long Goodbye (Version 2)
In the endless summer of discontent
The tip of the iceberg on the darkest continent
Splintering puppets hiss through wooden grins
Toothless to bite the hand that force-feeds
Gets under their skins
This is the long goodbye
The deeper they go, the darker it gets
'Til blood stains the whitewash, liquidates idol threats
The country club's burning, body politic sweats
Soweto is up in flames
Out of time, far too late for regrets
This is the long goodbye
© Music: Jerome Faulkner (5/83)
Lyrics & Melody: Jessie Jacobson (3/85 & 7/83)
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Welcome To Paradise (Version 2)
The world revolves
In a dream-like state
When you turn around
When you stand and wait
But not today
Sky resolves
To a perfect blue
Perfect clouds retreat
Perfect sun shines through
What did I say?
Welcome to paradise
Welcome to life
The moon escapes
From behind the bluff
And it shines so bright (burns so bright)
But not bright enough
You’ve gone away
Nights all lay
Out like souvenirs
Perfect days drag on
Like a million years
Why won’t you stay?
Welcome to paradise
Welcome to life
© Jessie Jacobson (1988)
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9. |
Until Yesterday Comes
02:55
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Until Yesterday Comes
We’re always looking for something
We’re always searching in vain
We’re always waiting for someone
Someone without a name
We always search in the shadows
We always stare in the light
Melt the ice with salt
Spring and somersault
Falling head over heels
It’s too late, tomorrow’s gone
And today goes on and on
I will wait until yesterday comes
We’re always breaking the promise
We’re always stretching the rules
We always ask the wrong questions
We’re always playing the fools
We’re always scratching the surface
We’re always digging too deep
Melt the ice with salt
Spring and somersault
Falling head over heels
It’s too late, tomorrow’s gone
And today goes on and on
I will wait until yesterday comes
© Music: Jessie Jacobson-Jarrett Lesko
Lyrics & Melody: Jessie Jacobson (1989)
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Heaven's Gate (Version 2)
Sad eyes stretch shadows out of shape
Search in vain for some means of escape
From your heart
As the night falls into despair
And the time crawls
I want you to hold me
Open heaven's gate
Sad eyes search for silhouettes, a sign
For a lifeline to your heart
As the dawn breaks down into tears
And your mind aches
I want you to hold me
Open heaven's gate
I want you to hold it open
Don't make me wait
At heaven's gate
As the day breaks into a smile
It's been a long while
I want you to hold me
Open heaven's gate
I want you to hold it open
It's not too late
Don't make me wait
At heaven's gate
© Jessie Jacobson (4/87)
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11. |
Believe (1991 Version)
04:21
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Believe (Version 2)
Believe in you, believe in me
Believe in everything you do
Everything I see
Love lies with her bedroom eyes
Love cries empty lullabies
Love dies with his fading sighs
He buys her vacant hours
With cheap flowers and half-baked alibis
Love sleeps under seamless sheets
Love leaps and his heart skips beats
Love weeps tears so bittersweet
She keeps him safe at arm's length
Saps her own strength, beckons as she retreats
Believe in you, believe in me
Believe in everything you do
Everything I see
Love strays outside time and space
Love stays in her hiding place
Love plays at a breakneck pace
She lays beneath the covers
And discovers love reveal his new face
Believe in you, believe in me
Believe in everything you do
Everything I see
© Music: Jessie Jacobson-Jarrett Lesko-Brian Bielski
Lyrics, Melody: Jessie Jacobson (6/87)
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12. |
Don't Want To Know
03:49
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Don't Want To Know
You close your eyes but you’re not asleep
On the rise, the bluff, up on lover’s leap
You cover your ears, but you still hear a voice
You can quiet your fears while you still got a choice
I don’t really want to know
I don’t really need your say so
I don’t really want to know
I just want to paint a Day-Glo night
You shut your lips but the word still forms
Until out it comes but the blood still warms
You bite your tongue ‘cause it seems such a waste
When you’re so damned young, gotta get you a taste
I don’t really want to know
I don’t really want to lay low
I don’t really want to know
I just want to paint a Day-Glo night
Gonna feel the pull, you’re gonna feel the squeeze
You go light in the head, you go weak in the knees
I’ll spell it out for you, a four-letter disease
You got a feel but you got no defenses
It’s too damned real when you come to your senses
You got no clues, not too sure what this dance is
But you pays your dues and you takes your chances
I don’t really want to know
I don’t really want to go slow
I don’t really want to know
'cause it’s just one hell of a way to go
I don’t really want to know
I don’t really want to know
I don’t really want to know
I don’t really want to know
© Jessie Jacobson (1990)
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13. |
Tomorrow
04:30
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Tomorrow
They’ll wipe that smile off your face
They won’t even tell you why
Take your time, take your place
It’s already passed you by
Too much too soon, too little to lose
It’s late, too late
They’ll squeeze you in on the sly
And push ‘til you’re too far gone
They’ll cut you off at the knees, rip the wings off the fly
And tell you whose side you’re on
Too much too soon, too little to lose
It’s late, too late
Tomorrow is a fade away
Tomorrow, shades of grey
Tomorrow is here to stay
But it looks like yesterday
You can’t do it like this, you won’t make it like that
But there’s never an in-between
There’s no view from the ground, the world has gone flat
Sucked into the tv screen
Too much too soon, too little to lose
It’s late, too late
Tomorrow is a fade away
Tomorrow, shades of grey
Tomorrow is here to stay
But it looks like yesterday
Take your eyes off the wheel, the hands off the clock
And backdate the calendar
Bounce your thoughts off the wall, draw the chain in the lock
Become part of the furniture
Too much too soon, too little to lose
Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
© Jessie Jacobson (1991)
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14. |
All Fall Down
03:49
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All Fall Down
We’ll slip and slide through the thick and thin
We’ll wheel and glide and wrestle with the wind
To turn the tide as sands of time rush in
This great divide
Seems the king slipped on his crown
All fall down
All fall down
We’ll toss and turn the whole world inside out
Chug and churn and slowly come about
To crash and burn in ignorance and doubt
So watch and learn
Seems the king slipped on his crown
All fall down
All fall down
The machinery’s well oiled
In the heartland and on foreign shores it grows
It’s a clear and present danger
And it’s camped under the sleeping giant’s nose
Seems the king slipped on his crown
All fall down
All fall down
All fall down
All fall down
© Jessie Jacobson (1989 except 1980: bridge lyrics)
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15. |
Pictures In My Head
04:18
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Pictures In My Head
You said this was forever
You said I was the only one
I close my eyes, I see your lips move
Soft and pink, I feel your skin breathe
Cross-fade to real time
A flashback in stop-frame motion
I never heard one word that you said
But I still paint these pictures in my head
This was forever
I was the only one
I close my eyes, I taste the acid of your words
You had me tongue-tied
Cross-fade to real time
A flashback in stop-frame motion
I never heard one word that you said
But I still paint these pictures in my head
Painted with the broadest brushstrokes
Splashed across the color field
Tainted with a touch of sadness, so real
Sadness that’s real
Sadness, so real, I feel
These pictures in my head
And if that was forever
Well then what is this that stretches outwards
Soft and slow, it snakes around me
Nestled in the never never
This was forever
This was forever
Cross-fade to real time
A flashback in stop-frame action
I never heard one word
Hung upside down in traction
Cross-fade to real time
A flashback in stop-frame motion
I never heard one word that you said
But I still paint these pictures in my head
© Jessie Jacobson (1991)
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16. |
Sinking Feeling
04:18
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Sinking Feeling
Shiftless are the locks
Pointless are the keys
And there’s no sure passage
Just the darkest blue seas
Breathless are the sails
Empty are the nets
Just a sinking feeling
And the deepest regrets
The rain that trickles
Down the window pane
The sun that never seems to set
The polished surface
Never shows the strain
And you haven’t even hit the bottom yet
Twisted up in knots
Lost without a sound
You tried to keep your ahead above
You might as well have drowned
The rain that trickles
Down the window pane
The sun that never seems to set
The polished surface
Never shows the strain
And you haven’t even hit the bottom yet
That sinking feeling
Though you’ve crossed a million times
Still you’re stretched out at the rail
You stare down at the waves retreating
Balancing the scale
The rain that trickles
Down the window pane
The sun that never seems to set
The polished surface
Never shows the strain
And you haven’t even hit the bottom yet
That sinking feeling
© Jessie Jacobson (1991)
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All Wrapped Up
She sighs as her eyes recognize his disguise
That’s everything, everything all wrapped up
She knows more than she shows
She follows her nose wherever it goes
And that’s everything, everything all wrapped up
And though the seams are stitched together
They come apart
A patchwork where the pieces never quite fit
Too loose, too tight, too dull, too bright
For their own damn good
Too late for sainthood now
So tired, one wasted, one wired
The things they desired betrayed and backfired
But that’s everything, everything all wrapped up
And though they seem to fit together, they come apart
A puzzle where the pieces never quite fit
Too loose, too tight, too dull, too bright
For their own damned good
Too late for sainthood now
You’d think, when pushed to the brink
Nowhere left to sink
But, hell – what’s one more drink
But that’s everything, everything all wrapped up
© Jessie Jacobson (1991)
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18. |
Carnival Days
03:51
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Carnival Days
I slipped through the cracks
I fell through the grating
Suspending my time
Just watching and waiting
And the walls all seemed paper thin
And the walls just kept closing in
'Til the walls were a second skin to me
And the halls held a million doors
And the halls stretched down corridors
And the halls never changed their course for me
I dropped through the ranks
And I flipped through the stations
There must have been something I missed
While trying my patience
But the blind kept a quiet eye
And the blind turned away the sky
And the blind hid the whitest lie for me
‘Cause behind all the bars and rails
And behind all the paint and nails
And behind all the dull details was me
Take the time to take the time
Take the time to take a chance
Take a chance and take a ride at the carnival
In these carnival days
Between here and there
Somewhere between now and never
Between every high, every low
Where each yes and each no waits forever
Spinning round like a Ferris wheel
Spinning round like a circus seal
Spinning round on a reel too real for me
Round and round like a crazy top
Round and round ‘til I crash and drop
Round and round ‘til I finally stop to see
Take the time to take the time
Take the time to take a chance
Take a chance and take a ride at the carnival
In these carnival days
© Jessie Jacobson (1990)
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Land Of The Living (1992)
Waves of sound, waves of motion
I cast off the anchor and drifted out into the night
I was bound by some foolish notion
Lashed to the mast, cast adrift on a sea of emotion
Welcome back, it's time for forgiving
Land of the living
On solid ground, I heard waves break in rhythm
Never thought that the song of the siren
Could lure me away
Well, I sang a round in harmony with them
Never thought that their sad orchestration
Would lead me astray
Welcome back, it's time for forgiving
Land of the living
Watched a flawless sunrise from a dirty beach
Saw the whole world waiting
Waiting just out of reach
Back in your arms, I found sanctuary
But I can't help but thinking
About the one that got away
Welcome back, it's time for forgiving
Welcome back, welcome back
Land of the living
© Jesse Jacobson (1992 version)
Lyrics, Melody: 5,7,8,9,10,11/85 + Bridge: 7/14-21/81 (from earlier Second Language song 'E=mc2')
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20. |
Prisoner (Demo)
04:20
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Prisoner
Once I walked invisible
I never felt the pull of gravity
I slipped through the cracks in the wall
Shadow-less passed down the hall
Soft as a whisper on wind
A prisoner, a prisoner of my own mind
Once I thought I blended in
Like a chameleon
Kept my true colors concealed
I passed through the crowds like a ghost
Silent like some unseen host
One lonely voice in the dark
A prisoner, a prisoner of my own mind
Following this well-worn trail
I had fashioned my own jail
Now the secret is not to fit in
Or play the part of citizen
Resigned to this cell in my head
A prisoner, a prisoner of my own mind
© Music: Jerome Faulkner-Jarrett Lesko (5/84)
Melody: Jarrett Lesko-Jessie Jacobson (6/84)
Lyrics: Jessie Jacobson (7/84)
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Love In The Realm Of The Senses
Love in the realm of the senses
Love's the voices in your head
Leaving nothing left unsaid
Doesn't matter what they say
You're not listening anyway
Love in the realm of the senses
Love's the mirror in your eyes
Its reflections hypnotize
You'll see what you want to see
You'll see someone but it's not me
Love in the realm of the senses
The realm of the senses
Is your private domain
Life's just present tenses
'Til you leave me alone again
In the realm of the senses
Love's your perfume in the air
The scent of heaven in your hair
Intoxicating, the taste so sweet
I lose my head each time we meet
Love's sensations on my skin
Touch my hand, the fits begin
I try to hold on, tighten my grip
But through my fingers this love will slip
Love in the realm of the senses
© Jessie Jacobson (Music: 7/31/85 • Words, Melody: 7/31/85 & 9/25/85)
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22. |
The Fire (Demo)
04:44
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The Fire
The fire burns sweetly, my child
The fire burns sweetly, my child
The fire burns sweetly, my child
In service until it runs wild
We're walking down an endless road
In darkness, and it's getting cold
We're waiting for the future to unfold
All looking for someone to hold
The fire will flicker and spark
Enticing alone in the dark
We're walking down an endless road
In darkness, and it's getting cold
We're waiting for the future to unfold
All looking for someone to
Tell us that we're right for the right reasons
Show us that we've come so very far
Help us see beyond the passing of the seasons
Let us know exactly who we are
The fire leaves nothing behind
No visions, no sight for the blind
We're walking down an endless road
In darkness and it's getting cold
We're waiting for the future to explode
All looking for someone to hold
© Jessie Jacobson (Music: 11/20-21/85 • Lyrics: 12/85)
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Under The Flame
Time has come
She said the time has come
Reason sleeps
I know that this time
We play for keeps
To court disaster
Yet still be sure
To take the poison
And know no cure
The time has come
She said the time has come
To take your name
To seal the kiss like wax
Under the flame
To scale the heights
Of Lover's Leap
To cross the river
That runs so deep
Runs so deep
Time has come
For tempting fate
Against all odds
To beat the devil
To taunt the gods
The time has come
© Music: Chris Hutchinson-Jessie Jacobson (11/81)
Lyrics, Melody: Jessie Jacobson (12/81)
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24. |
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Out Of The Spotlight
Ebb and flow
Give and take
This for that
It’s touch and go
Make or break
Like a weak-kneed acrobat
We’re slipping through the cracks
As they turn their backs
So we brave the high wire
With no net
Each a slave to desire
Strung out like a marionette
Each string so tightly knit
A spider’s web
A noose of idle threads
Out of touch
Out of sight
Out of love
Out of the spotlight
Glass and steel
Pen and ink
Push pins and paper clips
They don’t feel
They don’t think
The ventriloquist’s words on their lips
Each promise a charade
A shadow play
Each mime falls on deaf ears
Out of touch
Out of sight
Out of love
Out of the spotlight
Kept in the dark
Out in the cold
Buried deep
In the underground
We will dance on command
To the whip
In the organ grinder’s hand
As he tightens his sweaty grip
Dance like monkeys
We’re led around by the leash
We’re left chasing our own tails
Out of touch
Out of sight
Out of love
Out of the spotlight
© Music: Jerome Faulkner-Rick Winward-Jessie Jacobson (12/27/83 + 12/28/83)
Lyrics, Melody: Jessie Jacobson (12/30/83)
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25. |
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No Flight Of Fancy
Eyes closed
The bloodless moon dangling
Sleep warms
Through the chill of night rains
But comfort’s somehow softly strangling
Shadowed forms sheltered by dreams
By dreams
Silence cloaks the world on the outside
Inside all hell’s breaking loose
In violence
Daydreams give way to nightmares
As despair does its best to seduce
To seduce
To seduce
No flight of fancy
We saw morning sun burning
Ice cold ran the blood in our veins
Such a slow thaw
Feelings started returning
As memories tear us apart at the seams
At the seams
At the seams
No flight of fancy
My eyes may open each morning
But my eyes never really see
Waking, dreaming
Never a warning
I would be my own worst enemy
Enemy
Enemy
No flight of fancy
© Jessie Jacobson (Music: 1/28/85 • Lyrics: 2/85)
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26. |
The Call (Demo)
03:53
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The Call
Tighter than right, quicker than sand
Holding you now, I can’t tell you
Your giving touch, I’m hiding much
We’re just stoking the fire
I’m going to shake, I’m going to bleed
I’m going to crawl on my knees
Cause I can’t run 'til I can walk
I feel the road bend as we talk
Just hold me now and in your dreams
Let it be me that you’re loving
I will be strong, forget the wrong
I’ve felt the pain of living
You remain in my mind
Though we both built this wall
Still I’m seeking to find
Are you answering the call?
I stumble, I fall
I crumble, I crawl
If you cushion this fall
I’m going to get back on my feet
I’ve got the power to survive
And the will to stay alive
We’re going to make this world a better place to be
We’re going to make this world a better place to be
We’re going to make this world
Are you answering the call?
We’re going to make this world a better place to be
Are you answering the call?
Are you answering the call?
Make this world
Are you answering the call?
Are you answering the call?
© Lyrics & Melody: Toni Zeto
Music: Jessie Jacobson-Toni Zeto (1985)
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27. |
Mask (Demo)
04:54
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Mask
You were driving me crazy
Living in dreams
You were driving me crazy
Thinking I’ve got a scheme
I was caught in the daytime
Never finding the sun
I was lost in the meaning
Finding right, finding wrong
Take off your mask
It’s just you, it’s just me
If I could do anything
And make it come true
I’d have you believe me
Like I believe you
Can’t you look in my eyes
Can’t you see that it’s true
You run and you hide
What am I meant to do
Take off your mask
It’s just you, it’s just me
My thoughts are more sincere
Than you’ve ever known
Though we’re both afraid of love
I won’t let go
I don’t see any reason
To run from your heart
I don’t see any reason
To make love in the dark
Stop denying your being
You belong to this earth
You have to know that I love you
Don’t you treasure its worth
Take off your mask
It’s just you, it’s just me
© Lyrics & Melody: Toni Zeto (1982)
Music: Toni Zeto (1982) & Jessie Jacobson (11/25/85)
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28. |
Idle Hands (Demo)
03:42
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Idle Hands
Nervous fingers
Poison ink
Faceless snipers in the stands
Idle hands, idle hands
Pen is envy
Vain and soft
Overloaded
Undermanned
Idle hands, idle hands
Their watches run backwards
They miss every sign
But they always deliver
They're paid by the line
They've all seen the future
They'll rant and they'll rave
But they're always riding
The crest of the wave
Nest of vipers
Spit venom on command
Skins shed in shadow
Heads in the sand
Idle hands, idle hands
See the mighty brought down by the meek
Those who can do
Those who can't critique
Idle hands, idle hands
© Jessie Jacobson (1985)
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29. |
Listen
02:52
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Listen
You're refusing again to listen
You close your eyes so you don't have to see
You're refusing again to listen
You close your eyes
You're shouting out your existence
You're ordering me how to be
You're tearing apart my resistance
You're refusing again to listen
You close your eyes so you don't have to see
You're refusing again to listen
You close your eyes
You're refusing again to listen
You close your eyes so you don't have to see
You're refusing again to listen
You close your eyes
© Melody & Lyrics: Toni Zeto (1984)
Music: Jessie Jacobson-Brian Bielski-Jarrett Lesko-Toni Zeto (1984-1999)
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30. |
Time Has Come
05:00
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Time Has Come
Time has come
As reason sleeps
We invent our own rules
And play for keeps
Time has come
Time has come
It can't stay the same
We'll seal the kiss like wax
Under the flame
To court disaster
Yet still be sure
For tempting fate
Against all odds
To take the poison
And know no cure
To beat the devil
Taunt the gods
Time has come
'The time has come, the walrus said
To speak of many things
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax
Of cabbages and kings'
It's a slow burn
A cruel turn
Time has come
To brave the heights of lover's leap
Give up the ghost without a fight
To cross the current that runs so deep
To sacrifice forever for one night
The time has come
© Music: Sam Graf-Jarrett Lesko-Jessie Jacobson-Brian Bielski-Katriina Huotari (1995)
Lyrics, Melody: Jacobson (1995 & 1981)
Quote from The Walrus And The Carpenter by Lewis Carroll.
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31. |
Not Your Own Man (Demo)
02:28
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Not Your Own Man
You were a very lovely baby
An angel in the crib
A silver spoon to succor
No poor relations trickled down your bib
With your sunny disposition
You’re the fairest weather friend
It never rains on your parade
You’ll always be left standing in the end
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
Never were
It’s an out of body lifestyle
A second-hand world view
A twice-removed reflection
I’m not too sure whose eyes you’re seeing through
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
And in your darkest hour
Just switch the night light on
Your friend is always there for you
In reflective glory until the dawn
You glad-hand and you strong-arm
You shake until it hurts
The world’s your slice of birthright cake
For us, pie in the sky’s our just desserts
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
You’re not your own man
Never will be
© Jessie Jacobson (1991)
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Land Of The Living
Waves of sound
Waves of motion
I cast off the anchor
And drifted out into the night
I was bound
By some foolish notion
Lashed to the mast
Cast adrift on a sea of emotion
Welcome back
It's time for forgiving
Land of the living
We're in the land of the living
On solid ground
I heard waves break in rhythm
Never thought that the song of the siren
Could lure me away
I sang a round in harmony with them
Never thought that their sad orchestration
Would lead me astray
Welcome back
It's time for forgiving
Land of the living
We're in the land of the living
Well, I nearly drowned
Lost on the ocean
I crashed on the rocks
Just a castaway
Back in your arms
I found sanctuary
But I can't help but thinking
About the one that got away
Welcome back
It's time for forgiving
Land of the living
We're in the land of the living
© Music, Lyrics & Melody: Jessie Jacobson (May-November 1985, 9/86)
Demo version intro/bridge: Jerome Faulkner (8/85)
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Rapture (Capture Me)
Reached the end of the line
Heard no welcome, saw no sign
Head in my hands, cried like a baby
The cutting edge had left its scars
Long ago it seemed so simple
My faith shone like the stars
Rapture, capture me
Oncoming light as in a dream
Life in slow motion, I slipped upstream
But it felt so incomplete
As my heart beat a dull retreat
Rapture, capture me
How in heaven will we know
When to let these hidden feelings show
Lost in love's reflected glow
How in heaven
Had a laugh poised on the brink
What choice was this to swim or sink
Sometimes life's a bitter pill
But if you'll love me, I’ll find the will
I will
Rapture, capture me
© Jessie Jacobson (Music: 12/4/85 & 12/25/85 •
Lyrics, Melody: 12/83 & 12/26/85)
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34. |
The Game (Demo)
05:00
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The Game
Said hello, thought goodbye
I did not know and I wondered why
All these things stay the same
We pull these strings, play the game again
Play the game
When I said I do, somehow meant I don't
When I say I will, we both know I won't
All these things stay the same
We pull these strings, play the game again
Play the game
Said goodbye as my mind screamed stay
But these lips they lie and you've gone away
All these things stay the same
we pull these strings, play the game again
All these things stay the same
we pull these strings, play the game again
Play the game
© Music: Jarrett Lesko-Brian Bielski-Jessie Jacobson-Jerome Faulkner (2/18/86)
Melody & Lyrics: Jessie Jacobson (3/20/86)
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35. |
Love's Not Lost (Demo)
04:21
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Love's Not Lost
When the madmen come to their senses
When true heroes lay down their arms
Under sheltering skies
Silver lining, cold grey clouds disguise
When the preachers loosen their collars
When the righteous let down their hair
Flowing into the light
Certain, knowing nobody's wrong, nobody's right
Love's not lost, only hiding
Lurking just out of sight
Love's not lost, only hiding
Hiding in the night
When four billion hearts race in rhythm
When all eyes are focused as one
Holding each other's stares
Silent, knowing somewhere somebody cares
Love's not lost, only hiding
Lurking just out of sight
Love's not lost, only hiding
Hiding in the night
© Music & Melody: Jarrett Lesko (1985)
Lyrics: Jessie Jacobson (4/86)
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36. |
Say It (Demo)
04:21
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Say It (Demo)
We choose to be forgiving
To bend or let it break
One more choice
Say it, say it
Live it and breathe it
Say it, save me
Join the pieces
Bit by bit
We want to be loving
Yet lock all our doors
One more choice
Say it, say it
Live it and breathe it
Say it, save me
Join the pieces
Bit by bit
We make a show at caring
Yet turn our eyes within
One more chance
Say it, say it
Live it and breathe it
Say it, save me
Join the pieces
Bit by bit
© Music: Jarrett Lesko
Lyrics: Toni Zeto-Jessie Jacobson
(1986)
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37. |
State Of Mind (Demo)
03:38
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State Of Mind
You almost didn't come in time
You almost didn't raise the blind
You almost left me in the dark
But almost is a state of mind
State of mind
We almost lost our masterpiece
We almost left the work unsigned
We almost left an empty canvas
But almost is a state of mind
State of mind
Without a moment's hesitation
Strip off the uncertainty
It's off the deep end
To be free
I almost stripped the threads of fortune
I almost let this coil unwind
I almost crossed the wires of circumstance
But almost is a state of mind
State of mind
© Lyrics & Melody: Jessie Jacobson (12/29/86+1/16/87)
Music: Jessie Jacobson-Jarrett Lesko-Brian Bielski (12/10/86 & 1/12/87)
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38. |
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(see full version of 'Mask' earlier on this CD for lyrics)
© Lyrics: Toni Zeto (1982)
Music: Toni Zeto (1982) & Jessie Jacobson (11/25/85, 1987)
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39. |
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(instrumental version - intro only)
see Second Language website for full lyrics:
secondlanguageband.com
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40. |
The Game (Outro Excerpt)
01:21
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(see CD 1, Track 2 for lyrics)
© Music: Jarrett Lesko-Brian Bielski-Jessie Jacobson-Jerome Faulkner (2/18/86)
Melody & Lyrics: Jessie Jacobson (3/20/86)
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