Moses Guest

In by Moses Guest

Moses Guest

Disc One:

  1. Saint Mo
  2. Cellophane Man
  3. I Do Not Love You
  4. Boogie Heartache
  5. Rag Doll
  6. A Phrygian Way
  7. How Does It Feel
  8. In Transit

Disc Two:

  1. Song For Dead
  2. U N Mi
  3. Best Side Up
  4. Stealin’
  5. Elohw’s Path
  6. Waterville
  7. Over The Car
  8. Mario’s End
  9. Take Me

Lyrics

How Does it Feel

It’s one day then another
It’s just one more day you got to get up – get up
One way or another
Just one more way you got to get out – get out now
Of this town
It’s a burden on me
And anyone and anything – in it to
Shake this isolation, yes this isolation
You gotta hit the ground running

Upon the wheel; it’s your fate accomplit
How does it feel, to do anything you please
Anytime, anywhere ‘cause they box ‘em up
And they sell ‘em right back to you

It’s good to take a train ride
It’s good to take a train up on the mountain – straight up
Straight up to the window
It’s good to take a ride up on the window pane – High up on
Well high up to Chicago, and then again, to Madison
Where everything has always been – waiting
For my complication; it’s my complication
You gotta hit the ground running

Upon the wheel, it’s your fate accomplit
How does it feel to do anything you please
Anytime, anywhere ‘cause they box ‘em up
And they sell ‘em right back to you

Well I fell for you. You fell for me. We fell together for a while. We fell in love.
I felt alone. I could not fall asleep. I fell down and fell ill. We fell apart.
Well six windows to midnight; these ties are unbinding me.
Why do you talk so much when I am trying to sleep?
Quietly dreaming of falling out quietly – quietly falling out, dreaming of wandering away…

It’s good to take a train ride
It’s good to take a train up on the mountain – straight up
Straight up to the window
It’s good to take a ride up on the window pane – High up on
Well high up to Chicago, and then again, to Madison
Where everything has always been – waiting
For my complication; it’s my complication
You gotta hit the ground running.

Upon the wheel, it’s your fate accomplit
How does it feel to do anything you please
Anytime, anywhere ‘cause they box ‘em up
And they sell ‘em right back to you