Release Date: January 13, 2009
Produced by Daemon Familiar
Pablo Mena - Lead Vocals, Guitar
Brian Ruhe - Bass, Vocals
Wendi Freeman - Drums, Vocals
All songs written by P. Mena, except: “Oprah” written by P. Mena and B. Ruhe.
All songs arranged by Daemon Familiar
Lyrics available at daemonfamiliar.com
Produced by Daemon Familiar
Engineered and Mixed by Brian Ruhe
Mastered by Collin Jordan at The Boiler Room (brmastering.com)
Album design by Tom Kelly
Photograph by Nick Kloth
Daemon Familiar would like to thank family and friends, Dan & Bill of Unibrow, Fabien, Tom Kelly, Elizabeth, Monica, Brooke, Al, Eileen, The Old Town School of Folk Music, Hoyne, chicagoCO-LAB, The Catchelorettes, the Tuesday night ladies of Innjoy, Marci, Sean, John, Elle @ mpshows, Clem, Geoff Benge, and Collin.
Pablo would like to thank his dad, Peps, Duke, Else, Yvonne, Nick, Bean for the diagonal riff in 'All's', Mark, Gwen, and Gable.
Brian would like to thank Mike, JB, Lisa, the lab slaves, B.A.M.N., Pinata & Mark, Blair “the Canadian”, Doc Hansen, and CW.
Wendi would like to thank Kelly Freeman, Eric Montoya, SGI-USA, Nailbunny, Dina Discipline, Michael Nameche, Dangomatic, Honey Badger, and Josh.
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The papers all proclaim how much you love them.
The very people you stepped on to get where you are.
And now you’re gonna give ‘em all your money.
But I bet you’ll still drive around in a fancy car.
'That’s all right,' you say.
'Haven’t I earned my way?
And what the hell have you accomplished lately?'
The good book says don’t judge lest ye be judged, yeah.
Keep your mouth shut if your house is made of glass.
But yours is a fifty-story mansion.
And you’re just covering your high-falutin’ high-taxed ass.
And though you’d like to believe that we all get a do-over.
I’m afraid it’s too late, that leaf’s too dead to turn over.
And in the end we all just burn so
Come on think it over, and I’ll think it over
We all can think it over and see there’s nothing we can do.
Still every now and then I get to wonderin’
Have I taken my cynicism a bit too far.
But then a second later I remember
You’re just a post-modern capitalistic czar.
And though you’d like to believe that we all get a do-over.
I’m afraid it’s too late, that leaf’s too dead to turn over.
And in the end we all just burn
So come on think it over, and I’ll think it over
We all can think it over, and see there’s nothing we can -
Come on think it over, and I’ll think it over
We all can think it over, and see there’s nothing we can -
Come on think it over, and I’ll think it over and
Oprah think it over, and Bill think it over, and
Rupert think it over and Martha think it over and
Richard think it over, and Larry think it over and
Bono think it over, Brangelina think it over
We all can think it over, and see there’s nothing we can do.
It's a lie I've told before
Half a million times or more I guess.
"I’ll never let you in."
Still I don't know how you got this far
Without tripping my alarm systems.
Looks like you win.
All’s forgotten, All’s forgotten, All for thee.
You were standing at my door
With a look I'd never seen before.
The one that says, 'I do.'
And you were just so damned surprised
To see that same look in my eyes.
What could you do?
All’s forgotten, All’s forgotten, All for thee. All for thee.
All’s forgotten, All’s forgotten, All for thee.
As you close the door behind
You and move across the floor to me,
I don't know what to say.
You were right there all along,
Singing a familiar song.
It's time I joined in.
All’s forgotten, All’s forgotten, All for thee. All for thee.
All’s forgotten, All’s forgotten, All for thee. All for thee.
All’s forgotten, All’s forgotten, All for thee.
After everything’s been said before.
I’ll look you in the eyes and I’ll say it to you.
After everything that we can do has all been done,
I’ll take you by the hand and I’ll do it with you.
And though all these dreams I had
To change the world and make it worth my time
Are now dried out empty husks,
You found a way to fill them with your sighs.
Oh fuck it, all I’ve said were lies.
I never had dreams and I don’t have you.
And if I ever had a fire burning inside,
I spit out the ashes in my youth.
So try to sympathize.
Try to understand what I’ve been through.
To taste once, but not again.
Your bitter feast a poison for this fool.
So please replace me
Before I go insane.
Let some other git step forward
To fall victim in your name.
I concede there is no conspiracy.
My hopes like Cathars burn in vain.
I’m just the tail of happiness distributed.
I am the great cosmic counterweight.
Such is my fate.
So try to sympathize.
Try to understand what I’ve been through.
To taste once, but not again.
Your bitter feast a poison for this fool.
So please replace me
Before I go insane.
Let some other git step forward
To fall victim in your name.
I feel good but not myself
But you insist I’m no one else.
That we’re one but not the same.
That we’re all just drops of
Rain, let it flow, into the gutter far down below.
Did you get that from your books.
I bet one read was all it took.
I’d like to see you shave your head.
Or trade your mansion for a
Shed. That’s okay
I wouldn’t want it any other way.
It’s been a long time coming.
I’ve been a long time running.
I’ve spent my whole life running into your sea.
You’re Narciccus to my Goldmund.
And I won’t give up on you too soon.
So sing your mantras and your chants.
But in the end don’t you forget
How we feel is the only thing that keeps us real.
It’s been a long time coming.
I’ve been a long time running.
I’ve spent my whole life running into your sea.
I feel good but not myself
But you insist I’m no one else.
I can tell that we’re the same.
So let’s go stand out in the
Rain, let it flow, into the gutter far down below.
It’s been a long time coming.
I’ve been a long time running.
I’ve spent my whole life running into your sea.
It's been a long time coming.
I’ve been a long time running.
I’ve spent my whole life running into your sea.
Into your sea.
Into your sea.
I'm shining up my shoes. Gonna wear a brand new suit.
Out the door just to say, 'Baby I want you.'
Tidied up my room. Tidied up my life.
Made myself good as new just to be with you.
You’re on the one PM, I’ll be there by noon.
Pins and needles, babe; You can’t arrive too soon.
I’ll be the one in front who’s chomping at the bit.
I won’t be right until I get a hit of you.
‘Cause I want you, and I need you
I’ll get down onto my knees and beg you.
No I can’t breathe if I don’t see you.
Hurry hurry and resuscitate me!
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me.
Do it from the bottom of your heart.
Come on, come on, baby,
Hurry up and start.
Kiss me, kiss me, darlin’,
Everybody says how much you’ve missed me.
Now I gotta see it for myself
We should never part.
I’ve lived so long
With this lonely condition.
But now I’ve found
What could be a permanent remission.
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me.
Do it from the bottom of your heart.
Come on, come on, baby,
Hurry up and start.
Kiss me, kiss me, darlin’,
Everybody says how much you’ve missed me.
Now I gotta see it for myself
We should never part.
Sun so hot, feels like you could hear it burn.
Watch as the ships sink down in the harbor
Streets all dead, AC’s buzzing overhead.
Observe the world expire in its parlors.
In its parlors
Nothing’s left, tell me what did we expect?
Careful lest what you get is what you dreamed of
Heads hung low, we’re praying to a great black hole.
Filled with the best-laid plans men are made of
But, baby, don’t panic yet.
Take three steps and one deep breath.
See the world without a one regret
I’ve been told step aside and you’ll behold
The gears of the world, your life just a cog then
Take a wrench, throw it in and don’t repent
Once the works stop we all will become free men.
‘Cause, baby you know
Everybody says that’s the answer
Everybody feels that’s the answer
Yeah everybody’s free. But you and I we
Know that never can we be free
Until we break the wheel. Oh I don’t know about
You. I don’t know about you.
But I could use a long vacation from the world
These motes of agitation;
My soul no longer to be burdened by the
Coil just the word
I wanna be free now of the sun,
I wanna be free now of the world,
I wanna be free now of myself,
I wanna be free now of the girl,
I wanna be free
I wanna be free
I wanna be free
I wanna be free of the girl.
I wanna be free now of the sun,
I wanna be free now of the world,
I wanna be free now of myself,
I wanna be free now of the girl.
Once I stood right in the middle of
Your indecision, your little riddles and
Now I got nowhere to stand, I got nowhere to move.
Fool me once, that’s not a problem, but you
Got me twice and now I’m just a moron and I’ve
Only got one thing to say to you.
Oh you - You took it all away from me.
And nothing that I do could leave you satisfied.
Satisfied. Satisfied. Satisfied.
Take your time I’m in no hurry and your
Foolish pride’s the least of my worries.
I don’t care, the bell has tolled for you.
Foolish games aren’t half as wicked as a
Foolish girl who punches half a ticket and
This’ll be the final stop for you. And I say
What you want and what you need.
You gotta give it away before you give to me.
You gotta push it all aside to make it turn out right.
Turn out right. Turn out right. Turn out right.
Oh you - You took it all away from me, child.
Once I stood right in the middle of
Your indecision, your little riddles and
Now I got nowhere to stand, I got nowhere to move.
Fool me once, that’s not a problem, but you
Got me twice and now I’m just a moron and I’ve
Only got one thing to say to you.
Oh you - You took it all away from me.
And nothing that I do could leave you satisfied.
Satisfied. Satisfied. Satisfied.
Screw me over, turn me over, then burn me, please,
You have this fetish to see me on my knees.
You make me cringe, you me make me flail, and you make me squirm.
You’re the six-foot hook and I’m the worm.
Your midnight hair and those legs that go for miles.
You used to thrill me with that feel-good lay-me style.
But now the only thing you’re laying down are laws
And these carnal limitations they give me pause.
‘Cause when it’s late at night,
And I call your name for you to hold me tight
You just stare. It’s like you’re not even there.
You don’t notice me, you don’t speak to me,
But all is fair, and I don’t care.
I can see you don’t want me around no more.
I’m walkin’ away, have I got your attention?.
I can see that you don’t give a damn no more.
I’m walkin’ away, no need for reflection.
Push me over, pull me over, then shove me back
I’m a hydrogen balloon and you’re the match.
And that’s the spark to light my obfuscated mind
And burn my love in the kindling of your lies.
‘Cause when it’s late at night,
And I call your name for you to hold me tight
You just stare. It’s like you’re not even there.
You don’t notice me, you don’t speak to me,
But all is fair, and I don’t care.
I can see you don’t want me around no more.
I’m walkin’ away, have I got your attention?.
I can see that you don’t give a damn no more.
I’m walkin’ a-way!
Push me over, pull me over, then shove me back
I’m a hydrogen balloon and you’re the match.
And that’s the spark to light my obfuscated mind
And burn my love in the kindling of your lies.
‘Cause when it’s late at night,
And you call my name for me to hold you tight
I’ll just stare. It’s like I’m not even there.
You’ll try to look for me, as if to speak to me,
But all is fair, and I don’t care!
I can see you don’t want me around no more.
I’m walkin’ away, have I got your attention?.
I can see that you don’t give a damn no more.
I’m walkin’ away, no need for reflection.
I can see you don’t want me around no more.
I’m turnin’ away, no need for rejection.
I can see that you don’t give a damn no more.
I’m walkin’ away, I’m walkin’ away. Yeah yeah yeah yeah!
I drift, through the open sea,
my boat, my crew, my journey torn from me.
I sense that no good can come
from this island fast approaching in the midday sun.
I beach on the whitest sand.
On hands and knees I look up, and survey the land.
I spy on the highest hill.
a woman whose fell beauty makes my heart grow still.
We sit around the fire,
And I watch her comb her hair.
She gets up and approaches me,
Her lustrous locks so fair.
She pins me to the cave floor,
And makes me love her, yet
My thoughts so quickly return to one
My heart cannot forget...
By day she sees me crying
Into her sea the Lachrymose
And burdened by her love for me
She lets her guard down to remorse.
Should she let me go, should she make me stay?
She knows she’ll be stranded in either way.
For if I stay, she don’t know
If she can reap this pain she’s sowed.
But if I leave, oh what then, what a bitter pill..
‘Cause she love me
‘Cause she love me, yeah!
I am finally free, I’m making my way back home.
Have my whole life to see what it is I’ve
Lost and can never get back now, but I must try anyhow
To set to right all I’ve done.
I am free.
I’m free.
I am free.
She drifts, through the open sea,
Her love, her man, her mercy, gone with me.
She knows that no good can come
From this island that she’ll die on in the setting sun.
Everytime I wake up, everytime I see your face,
I remember how hard it was.
That first time that you left, I parted like a sea of tears
Dried out to the bed . All hope was gone.
All hope was gone.
Then I led you back like Orpheus,
But I didn’t look back once
‘Til the skies were blue and storm free over our heads.
Now we find ourselves together again,
And I’m happier by far.
Than if all the kings and queens commanded
My true enemy to turn up dead.
Times are certainly tough, so can you be the faithful one
When the money’s spent and life goes on?
Maybe I’ll just pretend that all the roles you played for him
Were the child’s clothes you’ve since outgrown.
Then you tell me I’m not Sisyphus,
And you’re not the rock I push
I can rest my legs now, lay down on the flat ground.
Now we find ourselves together again,
I should be happier by far.
Than if all the kings and queens commanded
My true enemy to turn up dead.
The winter’s nearly over,
You’ve made me lose my head,
In the peaks and the drifts and the thoughts of your sweet bed.
And I know this ship is sinking,
But I don’t know what for,
Maybe father time’s drowning you under his hoary robes.
Tell me that you love me,
You’ll always feel the same
That the fire in your heart still calls out my name.
‘Cause there’s truth in what you’ve showed me,
There’s truth in what you’ve said,
But there’s also this truth hidden under your bed, Yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah -
Everytime I wake up, everytime I see your face,
I remember how hard it was.
Everytime I wake up, everytime I see your face,
I remember...
Everything I take from you I'm never giving back to you,
And if you don't like it you can find the door.
My whole life it seems has been a string of broken dreams
And I'm tired of always waking on the floor.
Oh the middle ground is a land I've always found
Populated by the foolish and the meek.
I don't want to give again, or ever lend a helping hand,
I just want to take and take and take ‘til you are weak.
'Wait a minute, darling, can't you see I love you?' That's too bad.
'That I'll always need you, always will believe you?' That's so sad.
And the saddest part is that my broken heart
Has been healing with each blow rained down on you.
Oh to see your face mirroring my own disgrace,
I guess I'm not so sorry in my turn.
'Wait a minute, darling, can't you see I love you?' That's too bad.
'That I'll always need you, always will believe you?' That's so sad.
Everything I take from you I'm never giving back to you,
And if you don't like it you can find the door.
My whole life it seems has been a string of broken dreams
And I'm tired of always waking on the floor.
Yeah it's time I broke somebody's for a change.
'Wait a minute, darling, can't you see I love you?' That's too bad.
'That I'll always need you, always will believe you?' That's so sad.
That's so sad. That's so sad, so sad.
I could never love you like you want me to - that's too bad.
That's too bad. That's too bad.
I could never want you like you'd love me to - that's so sad.
I could never love you like you want me to. That's so sad.
Release Date: June 19, 2007
Produced by Fabien Van der Stappen
It's impossible to describe the anguish one experiences when told that your beautiful two year old son has a poorly understood, incurable neurologic disease. For us D-day (diagnostic day) came on 3/24/06. We went to the evaluation to be reassured that Benji didn't have autism. We left in shock, our hearts feeling as though they had been ripped from our chests - numb, helpless and despairing.
A lot has passed in the year since Benji's diagnosis and the details could fill a few thousand cd jackets. With time we've regained our hope and our confidence that Benji will recover from this mysterious disease. His treatment regimen is diverse, time-consuming, experimental and expensive - running thousands of dollars each month. Our insurance covers $500/year for 'mental health' benefits which is how autism is inappropriately characterized. Yet we're among the lucky whose child is getting the care and attention that he deserves. By purchasing this cd you've not only contributed to Benji's recovery but to the future of the majority of children with autism who are being neglected by the government, the insurance companies and the school disticts. Enjoy the music and please recommend the cd to others. With love and graditude, Fabien and Susan
We wish to thank all of the musicians who contributed to this cd, our families who provided so much love and support over the past year and Benji's incredible team of therapists - especially Hema, Kristin, Candace, Dyanna, Sheila, Nicole, Brooke, Maureen and Zuzana. Extra special thanks to Wade for the mastering and Rebecca F.
Recorded, Produced and Mixed by Fabien Van der Stappen at www.fabsound.info. Mastered by Wade Alin. Cover art and Design by Stan Huaux www.uo.be . www.fabsoundrecords.com
I feel good but not myself
But you insist I’m no one else.
That we’re one but not the same.
That we’re all just drops of
Rain, let it flow, into the gutter far down below.
Did you get that from your books.
I bet one read was all it took.
I’d like to see you shave your head.
Or trade your mansion for a
Shed. That’s okay
I wouldn’t want it any other way.
It’s been a long time coming.
I’ve been a long time running.
I’ve spent my whole life running into your sea.
You’re Narciccus to my Goldmund.
And I won’t give up on you too soon.
So sing your mantras and your chants.
But in the end don’t you forget
How we feel is the only thing that keeps us real.
It’s been a long time coming.
I’ve been a long time running.
I’ve spent my whole life running into your sea.
I feel good but not myself
But you insist I’m no one else.
I can tell that we’re the same.
So let’s go stand out in the
Rain, let it flow, into the gutter far down below.
It’s been a long time coming.
I’ve been a long time running.
I’ve spent my whole life running into your sea.
It's been a long time coming.
I’ve been a long time running.
I’ve spent my whole life running into your sea.
Into your sea.
Into your sea.