Mechanical in Nature

by Rebecca Jozwiak

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released September 25, 2015

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Track Name: Happiness Is
Happiness is knowing
you’re there
for nobody else but me.

Keep that smile tucked away,
my dear.
I don’t want to ask again.

I will be your shadow
for all time,
just to prove that you are mine.

Don’t try leaving me
I’m the only one you need.
Track Name: Lullaby
You’re the kind of person
who never turns right on red
You keep your flowers even when they’re dead

And your sleeves bear the names
of lovers from the past
Sewn in to the last stitch of thread

So close your eyes
and sing me a lullaby

And she’s the kind of woman
to curse you from the grave
Her tongue settles debts already paid

But her shoes tell the story
of sadness left unsold
Buried in her old palisade

So close your eyes
and sing me a lullaby

And the streets
ain’t got nothing
for her or for you
What more can a broken man do?

Your dreams are all but over
Your shoulder’s worn and gray
The driver led the way much too soon

So close your eyes
Don’t act surprised
Just tell me lies
And sing me a lullaby
Track Name: Mechanical in Nature
You ask for the truth
but you never believe it
Always something going wrong
And I cannot conceive how your convictions are so strong
Why you do perceive what isn’t there?

Well, forgive my empathy
I know that it grieves you
when I try to get along
You’d rather be mistreated than admit that you belong
to a line of repeatable affairs

Oh, let’s pretend we’re less mechanical. X2

Well I’m not so insecure
to tolerate this madness
or condone your behavior
It’s taken lots of practice to decide what to ignore
and may I suggest you do the same?

Because we’re all imperfect beings
and that, my dear, includes you
You’d do better to forget
how much you’ve been secluded
and get over your regrets
and every pursuit you had to trade.

Oh, let’s pretend we’re less mechanical. X2

You ask for the truth
but you never believe it
My assurances are sound
Am I really naive to think that in you I have found
a willing and semi-conscious soul?

So I’ll take you by the hand
and lead you inside
There’s one last favor that I ask
You must not be guided
by the familial angst
that drives all the injury you hold

Oh, let’s pretend we’re less mechanical. X2
Track Name: Close to Gone
I’m through fighting your kindness
I do act terribly mindless
and you put me in my place

I’m suddenly spineless
Your face, all happy and crimeless
The space between us is gone

Here come the sweet expectations
The sum of weak dedications
becomes more than it should be

I’m faking this smile
I’ll meet you there in a while
For me this is close to gone

Why did you say it?
And play it and play that song
over and over and over and over again?
Why did I let you
talk me into this?

I’ll stop, just say when.

I’m through with your kindness
And then, let’s cure your sick blindness
I’ll lend you tears from a jar

I bid you farewell
and so far, there’s nothing to tell this apart
from what’s already gone
Track Name: Dying to Sleep
This is what it feels like
when your lover keeps you down.
This is what it sounds like
when pieces hit the ground.
This is what it tastes like,
choking on your dreams.
This is what it looks like
when nothing’s what it seems.

And all this wasted time,
spent dying to sleep,
only to find
it was never yours to keep.

This is what it feels like
in the absence of space.
This is what it sounds like
in your empty embrace.
This is what it tastes like,
when I swallow your blades.
This is what it looks like
when tenderness fades.

And all the world closes her eyes
to the mirror,
and every day the consequence draws
a little nearer.

This is what it feels like
when your lover lets you down.
This is what it sounds like
when love hits the ground.
This is what it tastes like,
choking on bitter wrongs.
This is what it looks like
when you find out just where your heart belongs.
Track Name: Let Sleeping Dogs Lie
The old man in line stepped off to the curb
to ask for an autograph
from a former divine purveyor of truth
They’ve got the same reasons for
falling behind and losing their nerve
They’ll take the well-travelled path home.

The lovers decide to anchor the moon
and drift toward the open stars
and the paper divide that settles the sky
They’ve got the same reasons for
needing to find some happiness soon.
They’ll take the well-travelled path home.

And what’s ever in it for you?
You and your arbitrary sovereign dominion.
What’s in it for you?

She cuts off the light and walks to her room
Turns on the old phonograph
and breathes out a sigh, and stares at the wall
She writes down her reasons then
hangs them to dry on her mother’s loom.
She’ll take the well-travelled path home.

And what’s ever in it for you?
You and your arbitrary desperate opinion.
What’s in it for you?
And what’s ever in it for you?
You and your solitary sovereign dominion.
What’s in it for you?
Track Name: My Most Precious Lover
Oh, how I could stroll down the corridors
of your mind. What beautiful pictures,
and I know I’d find
the answers to questions I had left behind
for you to uncover,
my most precious lover.

And oh, if I could pull back the valances
of that shrine. What strange mechanisms,
and I know you’re blind
to the answers to questions I had left behind
for you to deliver,
my pretentious giver.

Would you invite me back?
Would you invite me back in
to the haze, and the craze,
and the sad, lonely place where you live?

And oh, if I could tear down the cinder blocks
one more time; see through the insanity
of your mind. Imagine the vanity left behind
for you to discover,
my most precious lover.

Would you invite me back?
Would you invite me back in
to the haze, and the craze, and the maze
and the sad, lonely place where you live?
Track Name: Sunrise Blues
I spent a long time waiting for that apology,
But the truth is, I doubt your sincerity.
And after tonight, when I saw everything with clarity,
I could take a step back.

I spent seven years blaming my uncertainty
for the fallout, and the whole goddamn calamity.
But after tonight, when you said every day was misery,
I could take a step back.

So it should come as no surprise
that I can tell your truth from lies.
But in the morning I’ll still have the sunrise,
the sunrise blues.

You gave seventeen reasons for disbelieving me
when I called out your lack of credibility.
Don’t forget that night when you promised me love and stability,
then you had to take a step back.

Now you’re telling me stories of your fidelity.
You realize you just weren’t quite ready.
But after tonight, when I saw everything with clarity,
well go ahead, and take a step back.

So it should come as no surprise
that I can tell your truth from lies.
So in the morning you’ll still have the sunrise,
the sunrise blues.
Track Name: Dead Man's Jacket
Well I wanna start wearing a dead man’s hat,
but they don’t come easy and they lie kinda flat
on a head like mine. That’s fine.

And I wanna start wearing a dead man’s jacket
‘cuz I’m running out of reasons and I think I’ll need the practice
for the funeral rhyme. That’s fine.

You can surely try to get me a dead man’s heart,
but they don’t come cheap and it ain’t too smart to spend a dime.

And I know it makes you mad when I talk about dying
but you’re wasting your breath, man, there’s no use trying
to buy me time. And I’m fine with that.

‘Cause when it’s time to get going all you gotta say is knowing me was fun.
And that’s it.
Just make sure that I’m leaving with my dead man’s heart, that I’m wearing my dead man’s hat, and my dead man’s jacket.

Well I wanna start wearing a dead man’s sweater,
you know, the kind that’s got a pocket, you can probably hold a letter
inside. That’d be fine.

And I wanna start wearing some dead man’s boots,
‘Cause the shoes I always wear will prob’ly come loose
over time. And that’s not fine.

You can surely try to get me a dead man’s watch,
but like everything a dead man owns, it’s already stopped.

And I know it makes you mad when I talk about dying
but you’re wasting your breath, man, there’s no use trying
to buy me time. And I’m fine with that.

‘Cause when it’s time to get going all you gotta say is knowing me was fun.
And that’s it.
Just make sure that I’m leaving with my dead man’s heart, that I’m wearing my dead man’s hat, and my dead man’s jacket.

Well I wanna start wearing a dead man’s hat,
‘Cause the hipsters haven’t picked it as their latest fad,
how kind. Yeah, that’s fine.

And I wanna start wearing a dead man’s jacket,
‘Cause it comes in mostly black so it’ll match the casket
sign. Yeah, that’s fine.

And if you really get me a dead man’s heart,
hope you get a good deal on the part.
Don’t waste a dime.

And I know it makes you mad when I talk about dying
but you’re wasting your breath, man, there’s no use trying
to buy me time. But I’m fine with that.

‘Cause when it’s time to get going all you gotta say is knowing me was fun.
And that’s it.
Just make sure that I’m leaving with my dead man’s heart, that I’m wearing my dead man’s hat, and my dead man’s jacket.
Track Name: Your Happy Ending
The night’s descending
Your happy ending
The pressure’s off, just like you wanted
How beautiful, your days unfolded

And I catch your breath
in these tired hands

I said I would
You said I could
I said I would

So we say goodbye through the camera lens
It should be good
You said it would
It should be good

How beautiful
Your happy ending
Track Name: With You Around
Listen up, if you think we’re good enough,
then let’s raise our glasses.
The ticket stubs that prove we are still in love,
they’re framed in the hallway.
I count the small ways
we came around.

Your patience, dear, it trumps the dark atmosphere
I swear I was born in.
That you hear my slurred and drunken fears,
it speaks precious volumes.
Cast away costumes
onto the ground.

The Sunday nights, next to your quiet side,
I’m wrapped in the moment.
It’s only right to say how I need this time
to rest on your shoulder.
I could grow older
with you around.

I never wanted to be
as safe as you make me feel.
Like I’m free to fall,
and you’ll be there
to stop it all from going wrong.
And so this song I give to you.

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