Empty Head Words

by M.D. Edwards

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1.
Ex-Lover 05:02
EX-LOVER It was an ominous occasion but not a spectacle to see Just a shifting of framework in a paradigmatic dream A tepid symmetry, the right and left coyly mirroring Opposing yet complimentary, the nexus of harmony There was a term for the weather reflecting the mood And that term, it did escape me, but the thunder never could So should you see that rain a coming, ask it, What does it mean? And, Where has the sun gone on me? Every day moves faster than the last and divides us like a great earthquake All souls to break and be remade on your holy tectonic plates As my hands flow prematurely and I say, Pen, meet the Page And Pen says, How have you been old friend, and makes for an embrace But the Page, having been hurt before, and feeling somewhat betrayed Mourns, Pen, you can't just come back here after all these listless days Where have you been, ex lover, off on a lark While my tears fell down in pairs like beasts on the great ark So Pen extends an olive branch and a sacrificial dove: O If I could draw you one rainbow for each rainstorm, my love I would carry you closer to show you in the mist above That my colours could run beautiful across you in the wake of one more Downpour so torrential it could divide our great coasts Page interjects, If you look real close, your rainbow is nothing but a ghost A metaphor, I might point out, for your residence and post But Pen suggests, Empty head words are best often alone I needed time and space and in those two are everything It was nothing personal, you see, my omission and despondency Merely to not appear to be redundant in our intimacy As a fire needs air, a pen requires inactivity A solace for thought and a longing to be And a chance to miss you, my sweet Page, and with it a chance to reconvene And do what we do best, our compliments are opposites Let me show you what I mean
2.
Paper & Ink 03:32
PAPER & INK I went back into my mind like I had done so many times before until my eyes were wide like ocean tides of truth And you were spotted in a crowd and it was crowded and it was noisy and loud and I was anxious and I didn't know what to do But it was always on the back burner, back of my mind, the bottom of a pile high, I never found the time, but with more time I could have really seen it through That's always how it went, the time was spent too soon, I was frozen, watching my body move, not knowing who was controlling it, or if there was anything I could do But these are empty head words, they don't mean a thing A Rorschach Test, just paper and ink I went back into my mind and I'm not sure if you're the kind to be inclined to do the same if just to see Who could be spotted in a crowd when it is crowded and it is noisy and loud And panic sets in and sets the scene Cause it was always on the back burner, back of my mind, the bottom of a pile high, I never found the time, but with more time I could have really seen it through That's always how it went, the time was spent too soon, I was frozen, watching my body move, not knowing who was controlling it, or if there was anything I could do But these are empty head words from a very empty mind Stripped away the lies and there was nothing left behind But these are empty head sounds I have just let go If you interpret them, don't let me know For these are empty pursuits cause the fullness was too full And I don't believe in your world
3.
PAPER BAGS (FOR BREATHING IN) Stores that never close and always let you in Lights that never go off until they're dead Smiles you might believe and deals that never end Fuzzy feeling this is all there is Films to ease your boredom Music for your empty head Paper bags for breathing in What did you expect? Anaesthetics and pills so you can't feel Diagnoses and things to know as real Definitions and words to make things clear Moral standings and all you love and fear Buzz words and easy answers And every dog to have his day Sound bytes and small decisions What's with the long face? You can escape Closed circuit televisions And a longing to relate You will be someone different Wearing the same face
4.
INCOMMUNICADO Wonder where to go but I don't know no no no no Wherever feels uncomfortable as I fear those lows and anyone who asks for me to slow I don't want to slow down for you Can't you see we're running out of time And you could catch up to me if you like Anywhere I go I am solo incommunicado Any love I show is met with specious ego and everything your ugliness controls But I don't want to judge you by your cover O to pry beneath your surface level verse I've been known to read the final chapter first I want you to know I have weighed my soul in the depths of your woe And I want you to go I have seen the likes of your kind and I know... What is this joy for if we can't show it if they can't know What are these lungs for if we can't bellow and conjure dead from twenty thousand leagues below I don't want to hide my love from you love Everybody really seems to get upset But it's their issue if they haven't got here yet I want you to know I have weighed my soul in the depths of their woe And I want them to go I have seen the likes of their kind and I know...
5.
ARCHAIC SMILE We did the best we could with everything we had And what we had wasn't much but what we did, it wasn't bad Now I can't stay forever but I'll be here a while With the elements corroding my sculpted archaic smile Now everyone's a witness to what you made us see And everybody's an accomplice to the tragedy And everyone stands trial, subpoenaed of course They just had to hear your version of the story in higher court Now I am not a shepherd, but I am not a sheep But tell me, what's the greater torment, is it to follow or to lead? The world's gotten smaller since we've been living in this box But there's no final judgment, no, the judgment never stops In space it doesn't matter if you're a black hole or a star And I reread my invitation, it still said, ' come as you are' But still, I put on my best space suit and Saturn wore her rings And we rode in on the comet as I dreamed, dreamed of finer things We did the best we could with everything we had And what we had wasn't much but what we did, it wasn't bad Now I can't stay forever but I'll be here a while With the elements corroding my sculpted archaic smile
6.
Tornado Eyes 05:41
TORNADO EYES I needed room for you so I emptied my head And I did tie my tongue, but there was nothing to be said Fear not, my muted lover, you've hit no wall Fear not, my muted lover, your living says it all Then you remarked there is no dark, only the absence of light Only the soul is real and so you must fight Fear not, my vengeful lover, not for your life Fear not, my vengeful lover, rather, in spite So kill the head and the body will die Your goals, vain and futile, serve to imply All of your constant spinning, yes, it does align With the stillness of your centre, and those tornado eyes We are but aimless children and none can see Our sight: imagination. We make-believe. Fear not, my fertile lover, you must exist Fear not, my fertile lover, you gave birth to this And so I'm told there is no cold, only the absence of heat But when the fire dies we still must freeze Fear not, my frozen lover, you did combust Fear not, my frozen lover, you living dust So kill the head and the body will die Your goals, vain and futile, serve to imply All of your constant spinning, yes, it does comply With the stillness of your centre, and those tornado eyes All these totemic objects be too unreal Must have imagined them with unconscious zeal Fear not, my secret lover, quite inter-spliced Fear not, my secret lover, black between the white All of the world's salvation, it rests on you It's what you do with your life, not what life has done with you Fear not, my worried lover, meaninglessness It is with all this nothing you do everything with So kill the head and the body will die Your goals, vain and futile, serve to imply All of your constant spinning, yes, it does rely On the stillness of your centre It relies on the stillness of your centre and those tornado eyes
7.
Hush Hush 03:13
HUSH HUSH I was old but now I'm young these things can't be undone So some had better run who can't afford the hefty sum Of growing backwards from the hit and run somnambulated skeleton To growing up into a state of stagnation For I can see that standing still lags you behind And I find that feeling to be the feeling of dying Like feeling paralyzed And now I know that I was nothing short of kind My vision once was compromised so you could say that I was blind But now I find that where the grey mattered sublimely in my mind The time gone by has perpetrated that dubious disguise For I can hear that speaking mute is your consent And I feel that finding to be the cause of such lament Your state of indifference I could touch you if you understood my touch And wouldn't blush or go hush hush for it was all of it too much And plus what you don't comprehend, perplexes, is ridiculous So sorry our proximity was the cause of such nonplus Can you feel it in your walk the way you talk As I see that kinaesthetic spark came as a shock Sorry to have been mistook
8.
NOT A PROUD SUN BUT A JEALOUS MOON One night the moon stopped shining The earth lay grey beyond its years Half of its beasts heard sighing And all the clouds were crying and all the oceans filling up with tears 'What of this gross inaction?', the sun inquired of the moon, whose face bore no reaction, and with resigned detachment just floated there with nothing left to prove The moon rejecting kindness Free light to keep and pass along But filled with self-importance says 'I'd rather offer darkness than pass along the brightness of the sun.' 'Mistake not my intention, oh moon, I mean not to offend.' 'It's not that your light's blinding (and this is the moon talking now) But rather emphasizing my lack of luminescence in the end.' 'I just want to shine Not to outshine you But I refuse to hide All my light and life to comfort you.'
9.
THE SUN IS GOING DOWN (LOVE IN ALL CONFINES) Darkness takes the wake and Lightness takes the sleep but am I back again? Or conversely did I fall from where I ought to be and now a dream is what I seek? We, pilgrims to the night; we, moths to the light; and we, wakers the dark will not allow Well I was kind of hoping that something bigger and better would come around, but all I'm left with now, all I'm left with now… Is a little less time than yesterday, a little less energy and strength But a little more patience for the day, as I dumb down to remain In the world of rigid lines and copy-and-paste designs And your hilariously fashionable approach to love in all confines I was tired of talking to myself so I just walked out: I figured this picture's got to be worth a thousand words, so what the hell? Maybe I was barking up the wrong tree and I need to be kept on a shorter leash cause when I'm free is when I'm lost and when I'm lost is when I'm free I got tired of preaching to the choir cause our desires I think deep down are all the same, they're just differently inspired But I was kind of hoping that something bigger and better would come around, but it's getting kind of cold, and the sun is going down… The sun is going down on you, sister; the sun is going down on me The sun is going down on you brother; what other similarity do we need? Could you not just hold me for a minute, or are you too weak to admit defeat? Would you not surrender for a moment in the miracle chance that we meet? No, I've got to erase these empty-head words from off my face so The Word Of God can shine on down and I'll be wholly replaced What I could use is a clean slate or a fresh break but how long can I wait to be baptized, cleansed, forgiven and given a new name? I don't know if I've been put here just to see what's going on, like some sophisticated camera, and for an audience long gone But you know I was kind of hoping that something bigger and better would come around, but I'm managing my expectations better now And I'm not holding my breath, I'm not counting to ten And I'm not saying next time will be different In the world of rigid lines and copy-and-paste designs And your deplorably predictable approach to love in all confines
10.
WHEN YOUR EYES CLOSE When you wake up it will be a new day And all those memories, they will be a dream that you made Maybe from boredom, maybe for escape Maybe they told you it was just that way, Sometimes that's all it takes Placing value on its face But re-erase When your eyes close, the world stops existing When your mind goes, its people will be listening For the ending of the world as we know it For the spaceships to come back and restore it When you hear me I know that I am speaking When you feel me I know that I am feeling too And when your eyes close, the world stops existing.

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All songs by Matthew Davey.
Recorded and Produced by Russell Jennison in Kitchener, Ontario.

M.D. Edwards: vocals, guitars, percussion, harmonica
Russell Jennison: bass guitar, trombone
Ryan Dugal: drums
Lucy Luiang Zhang: violin
Jasmine La Grande Sauterelle: accordion
Additional vocals: Anthony Damiao, Kat Nantz

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released January 1, 2014

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M.D. Edwards Guelph, Ontario

Find my new project CONDUCTOR at conductorelectronic.bandcamp.com !

M.D. Edwards was the acoustic singer-songwriter project (2012-2014) of Guelph Canada's Matthew Davey (see also: CONDUCTOR, Nervous Wrecked, Lazu Lie).

The debut 7-track album 'Walk Through Paint' was released on 12" vinyl and download in May 2012.

The 10-track 'Empty Head Words' followed in January 2014.
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