Pearljam [Ten]

@ALBUM: TEN

(for those that don't know, Pearl Jam was previously Green River and
Mother Love Bone and Temple of the Dog with different singers and drummers.)

Charles LeBeau count0@camelot.bradley.edu
Mahlon Inksetter mwinkset@thunder.lakeheadu.ca


@SONG: once

i admit it...what's to say
i'll relive it...without pain
backstreet lover on the side
of the road
i got a bomb in my tmeple
that is gonna explode
i got a .16 gauge buried
under my clothes...i play.
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
oh try and mimic..what's insane
i am in it...where do i stand?
indian summer i hate the heat
i got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat
i got my hand in my pocket
so determined
discreet...i pray.

once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
once upon a time i could love myself
once upon a time i could love myself

once
once
once



@SONG: even flow

Freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh, Feelin' maybe he'll see a little betters any days
Oh, head down, faces that he sees don't look it ain't that familiar
Oh, girlfriend he can't have when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah

Even flow
thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know
so he chases them away
someday yet he'll begin his life again
Life againn

Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read
Prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin', understands the weather or that winters on its way, yeah
Oh, ceilins people fall between all the legal halls of shame

Even flow
thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he don't know
so he chases them away
someday yet he'll begin his life again
Whispering hands, carry him away
him away, him away
yeah!
woo
oh yeah yeah



@SONG: alive

son, she said
have i got a little story for you
what you thought was your daddy
was nothin' but a....

while you were sittin'
home alone @ age thirteen
your real daddy was dyin'
sorry you didn't see him

but i'm glad we talked...

i...i...i'm still alive (3x)

oh she walks slowly
across a young man's room
she said i'm ready...for you
i can't remember anything
to this very day
'cept the look...the look...
now i can't see,...i just stare...

i...i...i'm still alive (4x)

is something wrong
she said
of course there is
you're still alive
she said
do i deserve to be
is that the question
and if so,...if so...
who answers?
who answers?

i...i...i'm still alive
i...i...i'm still alive
i...i...i'm still alive
i...i'm still alive
yeah yeah yeah yeah



@SONG: why go

she scratches a letter
into a wall made of stone
maybe someday
another child
won't feel as alone as she does

it's been two years
and counting
since they put her in this place
she's been diagnosed
by some stupid fuck
and mommy agrees
why go home?
why go home?
why go home...

she seems to be stronger
but what they want her to be is weak
she could just pretend
she could play the game
she could be another clone

why go home?

what you taught me
don't come visit
put me here
mommy dear



@SONG: Black

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of plain
Her legs spread out before me as her body holds still
All five horizons revolved around her soul as the earth to the sun
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn

Oooo, and all I taught her was everything
Oooo, I know she gave me yarn(?) that she wore
And now my bitter hands shake beneath the clouds of what was everything
All the pictures sent all been washed in black
...tattooed everything

I take a walk outside, I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?

And twisted thoughts that spin round my head, I'm spinnin'
Oh I'm spinnin', how quick a sun can drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything
All the pictures sent all been washed in black
...tattooed everything
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all that I'll be yeaheah

Uhuh...uhuh...oooh
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life
I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky
But why, why, why can't it be...how can I be more?


@SONG: jeremy

at home
drawing pictures
of mountain tops
with him on top
lemin yellow sun
arms raised in a V
dead lay in pools of maroon below

daddy didn't give attention
to the fact that mommy didn't care
king jeremy the wicked
ruled his world

jeremy spoke in class today
jeremy spoke in class today

clearly i remember
pickin' on the boy
seemed a harmless little fuck
but we unleashed a lion
gnashed his teeth
and bit the recessed lady's breast

how could i forget
he hit me with a surprise left
my jaw left hurtin
dropped wide open
just like the day
like the day i heard

daddy didn't give affection
and the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear
king jeremy the wicked
ruled his world

jeremy spoke in class today
jeremy spoke in class today
try to forget this...
try to erase this...
from the blackboard.



@SONG: oceans

hold on to the thread
the currents will shift
guide me towards you
know something's left
and we're all allowed to dream
of the next time we touch..........

you don't have to stray
two oceans away
waves roll in my thoughts
hold tight the ring...
the sea will rise...
please stand by the shore...
i will be...
i will be...
there once more.........



@SONG: porch

what the fuck is this world
running to?

you didn't leave a message
at least i could have
heard your voice one last time.

daily minefield
this could be my time
how 'bout you?
would you hit me?
would you hit me?

all the bills go by
and initiatives are taken up
by the middle
there ain't gonna be any middle any more

and the cross i'm bearing home
ain't indicative of my place
left the porch
left the porch

hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
walk beside me
i just need to say...

hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
what can i take? (?)
i just want to be
i know that i would not ever touch you
hold you
feel you
ever hold
never again



@SONG: garden

the direction of the eye
so misleading
the defection of the soul
nauseously quick

i don't question
our existence
i just question
our modern needs

i will walk...with my hands bound
i will walk...with my face blood
i will walk...with my shadow flag
into your garden
garden of stone

after all is done
we're still alone
i won't be taken
yet i'll go...

i will walk...with my hands bound
i will walk...with my face blood
i will walk...with my shadow flag
into your garden
garden of stone

i don't show...
i don't share...
i don't need
what you have to give...



@SONG: deep

on the edge
windowsill
ponders his maker
ponders his will
to the street below
he just ain't nothin'
but he's got a great view...

on the edge
know-nothin' town
feelin' quite superior
the aged come
to the sky above
he just ain't nothin'
but he's got a great view...

on the edge of a
christmas clean love
young virgin from heaven
visiting...
to the man above her
she just ain't nothin'...
she doesn't like the view
doesn't like the view
doesn't like the view...
but he sinks himself deep.

can't touch the bottom
in too deep
can't touch the bottom

can't touch the bottom
in too deep
can't touch the bottom

can't touch the bottom
in too deep
can't touch the bottom
can't touch the bottom
deep...



@SONG: release

i see the world
feel the truth
which way to go
windowsill
i see the words
on a rocking horse of time
i see the birds in the rain

oh dear diane
can you see me now
i am myself
like you somehow
i'll ride the wave
where it takes me
i'll hold the pain
release me

oh dear diane
can you see me now
i am myself
like you somehow
i'll wait up in the dark
for you to speak to me
i'll open up
release me
release me
release me
release me