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1. Brick Wall
  lyrics
2. Boy
  lyrics
3. Carousel
  lyrics
4. Neon Nothing
  lyrics
5. Ice Cube Crocodile
  lyrics
6. Stones and Bones
  lyrics
7. Women Whisper
  lyrics
8. Strangers
  lyrics
9. Parachute   lyrics

Brick Wall
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Triana Volonte)
Sarah Scott (vocals)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar & composition)
Triana Volonte (lyrics & melody)
Dale Fanning (drums)
Trey Gunn (electric guitar)
Brad Houser (bass)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Boy
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar & composition)
Brad Houser (bass)
Eyvind Kang (erhu, viola)
Pat Mastelotto (drums & percussion)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Carousel
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar & composition)
Dale Fanning (drums)
Brad Houser (bass)
Jessica Lurie (saxophone)
Skerik (saxophone)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer


Neon Nothing
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar, lyrics & composition)
Mike Dillon (tabla)
Brad Houser (bass, bass clarinet)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer


Ice Cube Crocodile
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals & lyrics)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar, lyrics, melody & composition)
Mike Dillon (vibraphone)
Dale Fanning (drums)
Trey Gunn (electric guitar)
Brad Houser (bass)
Jessica Lurie (saxophone)
Skerik (saxophone)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Stones and Bones
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (acoustic guitar, percussion & composition)
Dale Fanning (drums & percussion)
Brad Houser (bass & percussion)
Jessica Lurie (saxophone)
Skerik (saxophone)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Women Whisper
(by Jonathan Kochmer & Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals. lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar, lyrics & composition)
Mike Dillon (percussion)
Dale Fanning (drums)
Brad Houser (bass)
Jessica Lurie (saxophone)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer


Strangers
(by Sarah Scott & Geoff Krause)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics & melody)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar)
Paul Black (percussion)
Brad Houser (bass)
Geoff Krause (electric guitar & composition)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer


Parachute
(by Sarah Scott)
Sarah Scott (vocals, lyrics, melody & composition)
Jonathan Kochmer (electric guitar & composition)
Brad Houser (bass)
Pat Mastelotto (drums)
R. Chris Murphy (piano)
Produced by Jonathan Kochmer & Mell Dettmer

Two Loons For Tea
self titled debut CD

LYRICS:

Brick Wall
(lyrics by Triana Villante)

Should I have a heart of stone?
Should I wear a face of glass?

If the love that I feel is torture
Then these thoughts of you should never last

In a world constructed of glass and stone
I’m the only one that I can call my own
In the rivers that flow and the sun that shines
Comes a feeing that clings like an ivy vine to a brick wall

All of my love goes wasted
All of my passion lay covered in dust
At the top of my closet
With my faded photographs
There’s a vase of tears
That’s beginning to rust

In a world constructed of glass and stone
I’m the only one that I can call my own
In the rivers that flow and the sun that shines
Comes a feeing that clings like an ivy vine to a brick wall

Well, you’re making sure to keep me at a distance
But you’re good enough to acknowledge my existence
Safe behind your reason you refuse to think
Safe behind your brick wall
Will you ever love again?

In a world constructed of glass and stone
I’m the only one that I can call my own
In the rivers that flow and the sun that shines
Comes a feeing that clings like an ivy vine to a brick wall

Boy
Stand in line
Take a number
You’re no different from one to the other, no
I know he’s just a boy

He’ll be replaced
You best believe it
You’re gonna lose yourself
If you don’t leave him
I know, he’s just a boy

You tell yourself
He’ll never love anyone the way he loved you
But you know, you know
This is just not, this is just not true

He’s just a boy, a boy
He’s just a boy, a boy

Crescent moon
Silver stars
Strewn around her neck
Throw some coins, choose a card
She’s got seven, she’s got seven decks
She says angels follow her around
They always interfere with love
She’s out on, she’s out on the town

She wants a boy, a boy
She wants a boy, oh, oh… a boy

I know you think you won the prize
Because you’re sleeping in his bed
But before too long
Out to the pasture girl you will be led
So stand in line
Take a number
You’re no different from one to the other
I know he’s just a boy

He’s just a boy, a boy
He’s just a boy, oh, oh…  a boy

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye boy
I’ve got to move on
I’ve got to move on

Carousel
There she goes again
Off to ride the carousel
Off to gather kind words and compliments
In a very short dress
In a very short dress

Leftovers and lovers
Consumed before the light
Every one looks pretty
As long as there is night

Losing coats and hats in lovers’ cars
You’re losing friends
You don’t know who they are
Climbing ladders that don’t interest you
Chasing rabbits, well, you always do

Tie your tiger to an old tree root
You’re sticking pins inside your soldier’s boots
Want everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything…

Leftovers and lovers
Consumed before the light
Every one looks pretty
As long as there is night

Neon Nothing
Cracked faces, with cracked smiles
Cracked pavement, speaking in tongues
Hungry for rain

Trying to escape
The blue light of an earring
You wouldn’t believe where I’ve been
You wouldn’t believe where I’ve been
You wouldn’t believe where I’ve been

Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on,
Let’s go.

Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on
Come on, Come on, Come on,
Let’s go.
Let go.

Living in boxes, living out drama
In aisle three searching for tacos
I’ve been waiting in line
For a lifetime
I’ve been waiting for my people
To come and say
We’ve been waiting for you

Could you take a photo
Of my soul before I go
Could I take a photo
Of your soul before I go

I open my mouth to speak
And a bird gets stuck between my teeth
I though it was gone
But at night my dream was blue
And cut like facets of a jewel
Like a thousand windows
Broken and shattered
I take a shard and anoint myself

With blue jewels, blue jays
Red blood, red birds and cardinals

Somewhere above my pillow
Hovering
A neon nothing
I don’t know who you are
I’ve never seen your face
Except for when I was awake

I open my mouth to speak
And a bird gets stuck between my teeth
I though it was gone
But at night my dream was blue
And cut like facets of a jewel
Like a thousand windows
Broken and shattered
I take a shard and anoint myself

Ice Cube Crocodile
Prowling through the bar room
Like a movie star
Will he buy your drink
If you give him your best wink?

Feel the empty space
Melt an icy face
Throw the dog a bone
Can you take him home?

The woman’s in red
The man is blue
The light is green
What will they do?

The coast is clear
The weather’s just right
But how will they feel after tonight?

Rubies in a glass
Ruby makes it fast
Home away from home
In seduction mode

Do you have a pen?
What’s your name again?
Can I have a light?
Can I take you home?

Flame is every color there is
Passion, ruby red the coast is clear
And will he climb aboard?
Will he follow through?
The train of fascination
Bound to leave soon

Ice cube crocodile
Crocodile of tears
Feel her hosiery
Rub her rosary

Keep your feelings stashed
Courtship wears a mask
Honesty’s a drag
Chewing ice cubes made of glass

The night is young and so are we
What’s to come, what will come to be
The night is young and so are we
Kiss me now or leave me

Flame is every color there is
Passion, ruby red, the coast is clear

Stones and Bones
Stones and bones and marigolds
Flowers stones and bones
Stones and bones, you’ve scarred my soul
This is not my home

In the house upon the hill
Things are out of hand
Everyone’s undone
Foundation made of sand

The lovers who once loved
Now in separate beds
Playing little games
Messing with each others heads

Stones and bones and marigolds
Flowers stones and bones
Stones and bones, you’ve scarred my soul
This is not my home

The trees are dancing in the wind
To the songs of the chimes
Hope that I can make it through
These are trying times

The children laughing loud
Dogs are barking, too
Mowers mowing lawns
This is not where I belong

Stones and bones and marigolds
Flowers stones and bones
Stones and bones, you’ve scarred my soul
This is not my home
This is not my home

Women Whisper
Women whisper by the window
Watching the open sea
Are they waiting there for someone?
Are they waiting there for me?

Don’t you worry your pretty little head
Daddy’s gonna love you
Till the day he’s dead
Hold his hand
And do a little dance
He’s directing traffic
With a bottle in his hand

He wants a virgin
He wants a whore
He likes to listen to me
From behind the door

Sweet as marzipan
Then we’ll watch
Then we’ll watch

What’s to come
I’ve begun
The world hums

I didn’t ask for the sky
But there it is
I didn’t ask to see the truth
But there it is again, again

The end is near I fear
So let’s drink wine
And toast
To the New Year
Everything is ready
Everything is ready to go
Everything is ready
Ready to explode

Strangers
I won’t change my name for you
‘Cause I want to travel round the world
See things that I never seen before
You’d just hold me down
You’d just hold me down

I see you in shadows, in faces, in cafes
Your image is constant
You are constant

Isn’t it strange that we are strangers now
How strange that we are strangers now
I have one thing that I hold on to
I knew you when you were young

I knew you when, I knew you then
I knew you when

I knew you when, I knew you then
I knew you when

I take it back
I didn’t mean what I said
It’s too late anyway
You didn’t wait anyway
It’s never as simple as it sounds
Simple as it sounds

Isn’t it strange that we are strangers now
Oh, how strange that we are strangers now
Once we were one
Oh, we were one
We were one
We were one

Parachute
She wants to glide in a parachute
Paper-thin
She feels so large up there
Looking down at them

Oh, fire up the forgiving
You – are you dead or living?
Another day, another fifteen cents
Where is my tiger, he’s over the fence

You never tell her
What she needs to hear
Just keep her guessing
You fill her up with doubt and fear

Oh, fire up the forgiving
You, are you dead or living? 
Another day, another fifteen cents
Where is my tiger, he’s over the fence

You, with your loud pride
Mixed with Haitian rum
You with your sidestepping
The decay of your love
You sit and smoke with a stranger
Don’t stay too long

I know that you said she was crazy
But you needed someone
Oh, fire up the forgiving

You, are you dead or living?
Another day, another fifteen cents
Where is my tiger, he’s over the fence.