performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards | noises

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

paul ambro: composition

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

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

paul ambro: composition

michael 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

all sounds by various artists

extra composition/production:

dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

paul ambro: guitar

michael ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

jason harvey: composition

paul ambro: composition

michael ambro: composition

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

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

omran shafique: guitar

jon beal: keyboards | voice

dennis harvey: drums

composition/production:

omran shafique: composition

jason harvey: composition

jon beal: composition

dennis harvey: composition

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

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

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

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

Charlatan brought such quality to the captivated crowd
But all along there were traps under their feet

In retrospect, there were such signs and signals
None of us recognized his photo on the walls
All we knew was that shiny things were so very pretty
Blanketed, choking on jewels in our jaws

Stop chanting and beating your chest
There's no cops
They've been chained in the cells and the stocks
Shut your eyes as the other shoe drops
Give a smile for the firing squad

Photographed, our mouths like open windows
Films and flags fought off the last of our resolve
The charlatan tripped the traps
We plunged feet-first into the gaps
Applauding as the earth collapsed

Pause
Your microscopes yield no fundamental flaws
Fall asleep to the clenching of jaws
When you wake up
Your eyes will be crossed from the blunt trauma of public relations

Charlatan brought such quality to the captivated crowd
But all along there were traps under their feet
Charlatan brought such falsity to the captivated crowd
But all along they were swallowing deceit
Charlatan brought such guarantees to the captivated crowd
But all along they were celebrating defeat
All along they were swallowing deceit
All along there were traps under their feet

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | 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