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I said “I know,” but knew I never did
I knew so little of things I thought I wanted
We traveled late one night down to the coast
Oil refineries burned with a cherry glow
We saw the surf moving roughly in the moonlight
It started storming and raining on that fateful night
As a violent wind began to howl and moan
We saw the faded sign so we pulled in off the road
I said it looked like some place a ghost would haunt
It was a pretty sad seaside restaurant
That woozy smell of vinegar and grease
Delicious fish and chips and salty margarita drinks
The waiter rushed up and smiled, he thanked us heartily
He was just happy that someone had come in to eat
The wind was restless. I stuttered nervously
Her eyes kept telling--by now she knew something
She turned to me and said: “what’s going on?”
I told her that I was fine, just feeling high-strung
But then I knew I could no longer lie
Yes, all at once, I just broke down and cried
I said I didn’t love her; I said I’m sorry
I said I’m sorry for wasting your time darling
I felt so ill inside I wanted to leave
No thought of pleasure, no, I only felt guilty
We made our way back out to the car
I had to ask her before we got very far
She looked indifferent, she didn’t care
Did it matter what I told her in there?
She only shrugged; lit up a cigarette
“I don’t expect you to understand” she said
“I knew that fire would always burn my hand”
“I knew the risk when I dated a younger man.”
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Barry Lyndon
03:28
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I’m sailing in uncharted seas
I’m moving toward obscure boundaries
Already, I can hardly breathe
And our chairs are only touching
In the desert, in a trance
I stagger blindly for your hand
Searching for the words to say
To make you come around my way
If I seem somewhat unsteady
Maybe my heart’s too top heavy
But I know that we can fix this
And make these muddled words a sentence
I want to make you so, so happy
Make you knock your socks off laughing
Your momma saw but made no mention
Of our flirting in the kitchen
Can we blend ice cubes and berries?
Can you try not to compare me?
I thought that you had learned your lesson
You know, I’m not like Barry Lyndon
With this brush we’ll paint a picture
With our love we’ll add the texture
Along the shoreline
The water dances at our feet, the waves rush up onto the beach
But all I notice is your eyes
As we walked we made confessions
Passing by Seven/Eleven
She ran in to buy a Maxi
While I tried to flag down a taxi
But every time they’d only pass me
She comes out and smiles at me
“I couldn’t get one, they wouldn’t listen”
Carry that weight Barry Lyndon
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About that time, words can’t define
You came outside, you looked divine
Your hair was moving in the breeze, standing by the apple tree
And we were coming down the hill, right above the soccer fields
In the arena of love, the gladiator’s dashing
The lady looks but her husband’s watching
And I told you this would come about
When the cuteness all runs out
What seemed so new and exciting, was really just a false feeling
Excitement spurred, a passion burned
We chose our site for a fortnight
At your parents’ house by ten, we were quiet sneaking in;
Driving around in the dark, looking for a place to park
We’re of sane minds, but we’re acting crazy
So Indiscreet, have we gotten lazy?
Evacuate, darling please, it’s time to leave
Eject my seat, when you push the red button
And I told you this would come about
When the cuteness all runs out
What seemed so warm and breathtaking, was truly just a false feeling
And I wish your boyfriend was an ass
But he doesn’t seem so bad
And we feel guilty for a lie we keep trying to justify
So I won’t be here tonight
And I won’t be there tomorrow
This is the last time, this is the last time
This is the last time
I swear I can’t see you anymore
I swear I won’t see you anymore
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Thailand
03:58
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I saw you leave
Heard you laugh and say you’re learning Taiwanese
You say some people run away from some things
You say you’ll travel alone across the globe, where nobody knows
You’re always searching for something you think will make you free
Well they say those Eastern stars
Can predict your fate, show you who you are
Reveal the unknown mysteries
And they say the mountains climb high, reach through the clouds up into the sky
And it’s the most beautiful place underneath heaven
I see the redness in your cheeks
I know you’re holding back the tears on the brink
Well the windows were foggy that night
And when you awoke you were surprised
In Thailand everyone speaks Thai
So take a breath of fresh air, and let the sunlight brighten your hair
And when it gets hard to contend
Know that Jesus still loves you even in Thailand
And I see the redness in your cheeks
I know you’re fighting back the tears on the brink
And I see the worry written on your face
I know you’re tired of standing on your feet all day
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Oogle Eyes
03:25
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Katie, can’t wait to taste your love
Put my finger in your pie
Everybody here got those oogle eyes, and so do I
And sing a little song around Mount Sinai
Katie, won’t you pinch me cause I’m hypnotized
And everything I once believed suddenly I could easily leave
Katie, you make my knees feel weak
I like the funny face when you laugh at me
And those cell phone towers lookout where pioneers
Once saw what we see standing underneath
So sing a little song to make your mind up
Katie, you’re the apple of my oogle eyes
You control the rhythm like the tribal queen
So shake your bones and move your feet
Katie, know my heart’s on the window sill
And you can have a piece if you think it’s real
And when it haunts your curiosity like a burning tree
You will be pleased
So sing another song around Mount Sinai
Katie, won’t you pitch me scratch I’m hypnotized
And lead me down before regret
Pull me down to the torn carpet
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Push Pin Voodoo
05:11
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Early in the morning you get down
Dry your hair in the warm sun
Moving through the eastern wind
Got your voodoo plan already workin
It’s really workin on this man
And you know sometimes you’re funny. Then sometimes you get low-down
Sometimes you mumble your words and like to lay around
But you never sink to what’s below your creed
And soon we’re laughing, moving up the street
And you’re wearing your midori sage.
You start to bloom in a perfect way
And we escape under a dusky moon
We slip into this jungle un-pursued
Babe, it’s no elementary love
Got so much to speak of
Girl, it’s so easy to deduct /deduce
I think we may fall in love
Ever since we met I felt a synchronization
The wind and water have new translation
I wanna run where the river flows
Into the village where the natives know
How your soul is breezy but your love is warm
The Feng-shui is sweet like a honey-bun
Blood temple diamonds and rubies, every brilliant jade
Next to you they can only fade
Girl, there’s no woman like you no
It’s so hard to control
Someday the sun will dry this clay
And we’ll give thanks to God each day
I won’t forget to speak, to give you all you need
I’ll love your lovin’ everyday
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Jon Antle & the Passengers Dallas, Texas
Jon Antle is a songwriter and musician from Lake Dallas TX.
In January 2014, Jon met Joey
McClellan from the band Midlake and asked for help to produce the EP Haunted Seaside Restaurant at Redwood Music in Denton TX.
Jon local Dallas musicians Alan Andrae (Bass), Jordi Martin (Lead Guitar) and later Rob Pacheco (drums) to form Jon Antle & the Passengers. The Band met via Craiglist
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