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Antiques

by Patrick Joseph

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Lonely Little Queen, Let me tell you that it's all just a dream. That blood on your hand won't come off like you planned, You're losing your grip on your royal command Up in your castle made of sand, Your head is pounding like a military band, Are you sure that the banging, the pounding, the panging isn't just another scam? Aren't you tired love Of always looking over your shoulder? Aren't you tired, of stomping around on your battle ground Burning down your bridges Burning down your house There's no one to hurt you, no one to desert you but you go on anyhow Burning down your bridges Burning down your house You're killing yourself more than the law allows I've been trying to get to you For thirty lifetimes in a day But it's hard when your bones weigh you down like stones And your conscience is made of clay And I know that it's hard living in a world where you can't discern your friends from foes But I suppose that you chose out this life like a rose Like you were picking out your clothes And aren't you weary love, changing your face like a display case And ain't it dreary, love, marching home to the metronome Burning down your bridges Burning down your house Oh there's no one to hurt you, no one to desert you But you go on anyhow Burning down your bridges Burning down your house You're killing yourself more than the law allows Aren't you weary love, Dragging your feet down your empty street And ain't it dreary love, Closing your door like it was before
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Memories are nagging me again Cleaning out my brain like turpentine Epic tales of heroes hunting whales And mortal souls made out to be divine But I don't really believe it to be so No I don't really believe it to be so No I don't really believe it to be so, anymore Omnipresent streams of other peoples' dreams Fill my screens while I try to sleep at night Promises you're better off as someone else Promises that everything's all right But I don't really believe it to be so No I don't really believe it to be so No I don't really believe it to be so, anymore You're only worth the clothes draped on your back You're only worth the dollar that you're working for You're only worth the sunshine that you breathe And not a moment more
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Untangled 04:41
Counting hours one by one, So long as you're having fun While you're standing in line Just waiting for your turn I've forgotten my own name, was it loud or just mundane Could you read it to me, is it easy to be learned Won't you say it out loud? Won't you say it out loud? Won't you say it out loud? Won't you say it out loud? Say it out This whole wide world got me tied down and strangled I was stuck down in a hole, and I feel I was about to lose control But you came down and got me untangled Broken, beaten, tired, upset And burnt like a cigarette Was it lonely for you Just waiting for your time? Bending in and out of tune, and burst like a big balloon Couldn't take anymore, no reason to the rhyme I was chained to the floor I was chained to the floor I was chained to the floor I was chained to the floor Chained to the floor This whole wide world got me tied down and strangled I was stuck down in a hole, and I feel I was about to lose control But you came down and got me untangled My eyes were sore from staying conscious Hands were paralyzed My brain was brought back from its slumber Salvaged from disguise I was wearing down, I was wearing out, I was wearing down beyond all doubt
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Public Diary 03:23
Endless words and broken voices Swirling empty pages Hoping to hitch a ride on broken ears and eyes Desperate hollow realizations And false emancipations All written on display in public diary Don't, don't you ever keep anything inside? Don't, don't you ever think That some things are better to hide? Electric syllables of silence Of passion and of violence All pangs of vacuum corridors beneath your golden skin And I, I can hear you crying But I can't discern from lying A thousand ears can make a whisper disappear Don't, don't you ever keep anything inside? Don't, don't you ever think That some things are better off disguised? Don't, don't you ever keep anything inside? Don't, don't you ever think That some things are better off denied?
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Tried so hard to find my way On that cold bitter day And my mind was so frozen that I hardly knew what to say Once I had a friend I loved so dear But she gone and run away And I cried so hard, yeah I cried and my sorrow did stay Youre always coming and agoing as you please, babe Yeah you never give me warning, and you always got me on my knees, babe Wasnt really sure why I hung around Guess Im just a fool for your face Dont you know if I could Id forget you, yeah Id bury you away Once I had a friend, I tracked her down But I didnt know what to say And I stared for awhile, and I blew it and she left me on my way Youre always coming and agoing as you please, babe Yeah you never give me warning, and you always got me on my knees, babe Im always chasing after ghosts to get to you, baby blue Yeah you always leave me hanging and you wear me and you tear me down with ease, babe I dont mind taking a bullet once and awhile, Its the waiting around thats gonna kill me, thats gonna put me underground Youre always coming and agoing as you please, babe Yeah you never give me warning, and you always got me on my knees, babe Im always chasing after ghosts to get to you, baby blue Yeah you always leave me hanging and you wear me and you tear me down with ease, babe
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Hey baby jane, Don't you know that everything's okay And that the war is gone and over now You no longer have to hide away Hey pretty eyes Why do you always run from cloudy skies In fear of seeing clear that happiness is more than a disguise It's always so much better in pretend You make up ways to justify an end You can't always get what you intend, But don't you think you'd know by now, that it's okay? Your face it says, your face it says it all You wouldn't understand if it was painted on your wall Hello best in show Would it really frighten you to know The world will keep on turning when you're gone It'll go on, and on, and on.. Sugar and lies What'll it take for you to realize That your mistake is in the make up, You never listened when they told you that you're Worth more than what you bargain for And it's always so much better in pretend Create a maze to justify an end You can't always get what you intend, But don't you think you'd know by now, That it's okay Your face it says, your face it says it all You wouldn't understand if it was painted on your wall And I know that it's over when time passes by And I know that it's over when time passes by And I know that it's over when time passes by
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I don't mind the weather So long as it moves when you're light as a feather It wears down your shoes I know I done nearly everything that I could ever hope to do I know you give off the feeling like you’re really only passing through And I know that you're probably listening With an ear to the ground I hope you can hear that there's no one around You cling to a fragment Of a life you once knew When the weather is stagnant It's not hard to do I know I said all the words that I could ever hope to say The speed that you’re coming you can only drift away I know that you're probably listening Your ear to the floor With a map in your hand and a foot out the door I hope things are better now than they were before
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Dear little shadow don't you drag me along You know you've held my hopes and dreams for so very long You're sweet little specter, but you don't give me the time of day Dear lady midnight won't you lend me a cure? I've found that your communication's somewhat obscure Despite all my troubles I'm convinced that you'll be mine someday Dear apparition don't you pull on my chain You know that my condition's bound to drive me insane Confirm my suspicion that you just don't care to turn my way Sweet maid of mystery won't you lend me a pill? The comin' and the goin's fun but I've had my fill Despite the closing curtain I am certain you'll be mine someday

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Antiques is an appropriately-named collection of refurbished songs married with several new tracks that make up the debut full-length release from Patrick Joseph, a release that has been long in the making. Produced, recorded, written and tracked in entirety by indie singer-songwriter Patrick Joseph, Antiques consists of ten beautiful tracks that demonstrate his clever writing, production and performance skills. Mastered by Grammy Award-winning engineer Adam Ayan (Foo Fighters, Incubus, Rolling Stones) this record shines as an organic, textural tapestry of aural intricacy and is a brilliant achievement for the young songwriter from Los Angeles, California. Get your copy today!

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released November 4, 2010

All tracks written, performed, produced and recorded by Patrick Joseph. Violin on "Better Than It Was Before" performed by Morgan Paros.

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