all sounds by various artists

extra composition/production:

dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar | voice

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar | voice

dennis harvey: keyboards | voice

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards | noises

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | noises | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording

extra performance:

randy kinard: hand claps

paul ambro: noises | voice

jason harvey: noises | voice

Polish the memory
Make it all shiny
Leave out the details, the regrets
You're allowed to say you would've done it right
You would've carried him home
That's where you're wrong
That's never coming true
No one is saving his place
Time won't run backwards as much as you want to erase

You had your chance
And it's gone

Find me a physicist
Buy him a drink at the bar and then stay as it bursts into flames
He says call 911
He says call me the one from now on
But everything's wrong
That's never coming true
No one is taking his place
Time won't run backwards
Instead it kicks you in the face

I had my chance
And it's gone

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition | mixing | recording

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

as John Lennon as Freddie Mercury as Brad Davis as Jeff Buckley as Mr. Samuel M. Jackson started to say, two lovers will sit on a park bench having broken and look into each others' eyes whispered softly "we are the hollow men and not empty but hollow as in never having been" which means
you have to love in order to long and this is me longing this is me watching a man with a cane watching these ducks skirt the water (the same as yours) and brother birds under the same roof as i this pen and longing
what darkness do you look for? in one place to hide in under the blankets as it's my mother and fatherless
wondering if father will come back the way he came
think of thinking of father - bad words bad children
think of thinking of lover - a martyr like me
back of hand to forehead fan with a feather?
man with a cane?
Use this grace in your divine way Jeff with the ocean washing over what questions i reply to such questions - such as where father is now? and mother as well?
a day like this is deep darkness as if you died in water
would you look back i moved your
grace
found a new father until the old one comes back this way but even he walked away but looked back once or twice as if to ask if you
were singing? which you weren't as you were screaming on grace as if your passion was more than enough which should've been as you deserved the world better than to have people mourn who did not know you and did and me, this water like the same as yours i sleep beside and my pen with the ocean washing over empty as in never having, and losing you too.

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

all sounds by various artists

extra composition/production:

dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | production | recording