Where I've Been, Where I Am- Greatest Hits

by Evan Schafer

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Saturday morning Comes and goes like an airplane I'm just sitting here waiting On Saturday morning Little by little It sinks into me slowly Coming by cautious Sinkholes left in my mind It'll wait, it'll wait, it'll wait ... Instinctual melody Coming out of the mouths in the room Doors are opening It'll wait, it'll wait, it'll wait ... I can see a light Returning to skies up above Disfigured thoughts In a room of contracted lots It'll wait, it'll wait, it'll wait ...
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[Instrumental]
3.
Lights go off, darkness comes Over the mountains and hills Keep you safe, make you warm Young man what are you doing in this part of town? Somewhere I stand And somewhere I'll fall I can hear the call Of a dangerous love But I'm alone here in San Francisco Tonight is a lonely night And somehow I feel good inside That tomorrow will come around again Blind man walks down side walked streets No one will give him the time of day Here I am, tall and proud Not afraid for them to see me anymore Somewhere I stand And somewhere I'll fall I can hear the call Of a dangerous love But I'm sleeping here in San Francisco Tonight is a lonely night And somehow I feel good inside That tomorrow will come around again.
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Well you feel so small in the world today But I see your smile Well it comes along with the carnival At the turn of tides Well I once wished that I knew you But the game is up How dare you try to move me From underneath the world Too much, too much, too much, too much Too much, too much, too much to see the day Before the rain Single words from the mouths of slaves That you hear at dawn The curtains drawn like a pencil sketch Of your memories Well I see you in the corner Left to go and die alone Well the day is the thing that you take in stride When your loved ones are gone Once upon a time There lived a world so close to us Once upon a rhyme.
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Contempt 04:23
So here’s the last goodbye So here’s the words I’ve been trying to say So why do people pretend to exist? Why do they come to me Asking, asking for love? So here’s where we will part our ways The pain inside me reeks of staleness So why do those who lose forget the meaning? Why do they come to me Asking, asking for more? Dunces and kings, overtones Lost on the moon, lost in the hallways I feel regret, contempt, remorse, no more I feel understandably so – gone I’m back in high school once again The lines are blurred from sitting so long Unearthed from dark lives, the homecoming queens Sleeping in many beds but never your own Remember when we used to dream Before those dreams became obscene? Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters stuck in the seams It was the wildest thing we’d ever seen.
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This isn’t the Indy 500 So why are you driving so fast? This isn’t a motor speedway For you to contemplate your fate This isn’t capital punishment I don’t see you dying now This isn’t your wife, this isn’t your son, it isn’t your daughter, so who has won? Tonight’s your night, Tonight’s the night, Tonight is right, tonight This world is alien to you So turn around, go back home This knowledge is far above you So read the book or make your way Tonight your sight is clear in view, Tonight’s the night to do On the other side, on the other side of me This isn’t the Indy 500 But you still control the gears The way you go is up to you A precious lane, a strip of highway.
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The furnace is hot, so hot it burns you without touching Close encounters banned like a long forgotten thing Lying here tonight like we are floating over land The record spins while we touch and explore our minds and bodies You smile at me Worlds collide here It feels so insane You drive me crazy Lying here, you smile at me, worlds collide here The Professor lingers on the question posed here, but what does it mean? Above the fort we lie Sounds like one of us might survive I ask you to stay but then I understand where you come from And yet the whistle blows Who knows where we'll go When you tell me you like me the same way Give it up, give it up, give it up ... Such a long time, such a long time ...
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Edge 05:13
It’s a cold world, stop and look at the signs It’s the renegade of the season, paralyzed It’s a young soul, you left too fast to be noticed It’s the pain you feel in the water, you are drowning Come off the edge It’s safer here, it’s safe in my arms Come off the ledge You’re loved like everyone wants you Come off the edge It’s painful but the story’s not over It’s a sharp blade, cutting over the soft flesh It’s a tight noose, around your neck you place it Thinking of the world, it’s hard to know your place Just a little more, just feed a little more ‘cause it’s hard to live with that face Lay down Lay in silence Lay down Lay in my arms.
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Icy 03:14
The ice is melting, Catalina Right turn, wrong time Justify the spirit giver And fall right through the cracks The ice is broken, Catalina Spin, run, turn round, fly Justify your precious lover And dance till the keg runs dry The ice is water, Catalina Trays go back into the freezer Justify the holy rollers Insatiate the common man Test 1, 2, 3 - this is a message for all of you: Days go by, days go by The ice is melting, Catalina!!!
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On the Roof 04:01
Consecrated, inundated with papers You took the train at 12 AM and you don’t know what your name is On the roof you said “I don’t want to be with you anymore” I took my time, I thought “Good lord, honey, you don’t know me like you should” You’re late for afternoon tea With the captain of two ships gone out to sea A considerable amount of overwashed and bashful incantations Spread it out so thinly it cannot breathe Levitating, it’s overrated Come perish in my presence Wait for me when you get over the hill And meet me on the roof Just meet me up on the roof You flirt with other men, it hurts, but I’ll get over it Catcher in the rye, stale bread, it spreads so thinly you cannot breathe Another day, another novel, another waking moment that you’re not there Not even the sisters of the callous vertebrae stir up the kind of shit that you do Cover me with everything that you see, it’s doubtful you’ll be The man I want you to be On the roof, on the roof.
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Still Life 05:08
Hang up the phone, it’s ringing so late Don’t matter who’s calling tonight If it’s your art dealer, well you can tell him That I hated that abstract work of art or work of crap, depends on who you talk to Cut me off the line I don’t want to hear your voice Otherwise I’m sitting alone in here Someone told me your still life turned out crappy Still life ... You, me, everyone we used to know is gathered here tonight for your still life I hang up the phone, you’ve lost all importance to me Cast another line and maybe you’ll catch a whore “Someday”’s gone and never returns And you smell like you could get a burn from the sun Once bitten, twice shy, third ... who really knows? All in all I’m sitting alone in here Someone told me, it’s not funny, but your still life turned out like shit.
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Giuseppe made a friend down in little Brooklyn Called his mommy, trash the car for all the things he’s seeing Make a mess of all the trash cans and the confiscating “Oh Lord, I wish you weren’t talking and just masticating!” The tiny woman walks right on past the store front Collecting verses, masses, passes and the sound of your grunt Listen and you’ll find that music isn’t infinite A gesticulated lull that pulls and culls at your sight Gelling and selling your Psychotic impetus To underrated sharks in parks Your psychotic impetus is ... Giuseppe got in trouble with a police officer Called his daddy, makes amends for all the strict monikers A tad bit later he is down at the hospital for the mentally insane ... now figure that one out.
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Impact 03:49
Take another picture with your Holga Ram it down the throats of age-old dreamers Conflict for the derelicts Cause the impact for the things you lacked Way back then, way back when Present giving freaks overzealous and untrue virtues make you jealous Take another shot at me I used to be quicker – how’d I lose that speed? A fake gender, undefined and slender Way over there, makes me stop and stare Unforgiven last words are an ugly fact Who are you to create an impact? Way back when, way back then Way over there a contradictory flare You in a meteor shower, crusted and bare.
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One day I’ll tell you how much I love you One day soon I’ll make sure they know Give a lot, give a little, give in between Your stars align in the night sky These waters are warm from the sun up above Crash over and maybe it’ll go faster Teenage heartthrobs sparse and content with sound Billowing from towers overhead, in the steadfast lane Curious people One day I’ll be the killjoy that puts you Up on top of the smallest hill Take a bit, scrounge a little, mark down the ways Your vengeance is bright in the night sky These times are so fragile from the tricks of the trade Thumbelina and friends are turning the corner One day I’ll speak out clear as the bells And one day soon I’ll be sure they hear.
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Intro 03:22
[Instrumental]
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Apples 03:57
You make a mess of the orchards and I see you, baby ...
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Comets in the sky ... Sonic spectral incandescent lightbulbs Flash above my head Inconsiderate notions She flails without a purpose underneath the pale moon tidings Flash above my head Flashing above my head Commerce spellbound untidy transfers Cursing about my head Loud as shitstorms rolling in the harbor and pursing my lips with dread IT’S OVER Spurting flowers budding cultures widely Retract inside my head Visions of a world with all its hardware returning to Club Med Comets in the sky ... IT’S OVER
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Toreador 04:20
I heard a sound Screams from the caves Memory is so fragile, it scrambles like disease Take the picture, brother, we are stuck in this freeze I don't know, I don't know the secret anymore I won't search, I won't look it's hard to play the game when you're neither high or low I don't need your help to cry I don't need your help to cry I felt a shock Of dreams I have saved The knife, it turns inside my skin, it asks me how to please Forgive me in this nightmare, it is caught in the trees.
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You put me up in this suite I taste the orange it isn’t so sweet You put me up on a pedestal I taste the vodka as it pushes through my veins I am a stain on the floor The last tenant from a blackout city tour You set me up I smell blood, sweat and some dried up tears They cloak my coat With glistening lies They spread my legs I hope to hide From back to front I’m sterile I am ill You won’t kill Bill I am still from back to front.

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released June 19, 2013

All material produced, engineered, mixed and edited by
Evan Schafer

All tracks written and composed by
Evan Schafer

© 2013 Cherry Blossom Records, compilation
© 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013 Cherry Blossom Records

Tracks 1-3 from Alone in San Francisco (2010)
Tracks 4-5 from Contempt (2011)
Tracks 6-7 from Holocaust (2012)
Tracks 8-12 from Psychotic Impetus (2012)
Tracks 13-14 from The Sides of Honesty (2012)
Tracks 15-16 from Kissing Me Deadly (2012)
Track 17 from Hard to Swallow (2013)
Tracks 18-19 from Evan Schafer (2013)

Bill Schafer appears courtesy of Cherry Blossom Affiliate Group.
Paula Jones appears courtesy of Rock'n'Sound Labeling.

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Evan Schafer Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

My name is Evan Schafer. I am an indie musician with a strong grounding in traditional composition, but the material always has a unique flair. I guarantee not being bored out of your gourd when turning on one of the records. I produce, mix, and engineer everything myself, and have done so since late 2005. ... more

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