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Keep in mind, not all lyrics are final versions. That, and Erzee's brain is full, so he forgets things.



I'll Be Around
(-The Snow Peas)

I could be the path for you to walk along, or the cloud that tags along with the cool summer storm.
I could be the lap where you could lay your head, and shut your sweet green eyes and sleep for a while.
Nobody's coming in through the front door, but I thought that I might.
Nobody understands what you've been through. I think that you're right.
Cuz I don't know what it's like.

You built me, you could just as easily break me down. You're both my lampshade and my lighthouse.
You have all my heart, my soul, my mind, my hands, to do with as you please, be it good or be it bad.
I'm silently stunned by the way that I need you more and more.
I'm thinking the best is just ahead I just need you to hold on.
For a little while more.

You don't need to be this strong. You don't need to face this alone.
I will always be yours.

You may be the only thing that I've done right. If you'd let me I could be the anchor in your life.
We could be the perfect chords to the perfect song, if you'll open up your chest and we'll see what's still wrong.
I'm waiting for the girl that I once knew so we can start again.
I'm waiting for you to finally see that I'm with you until the end.
To the bitter awful end.


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Fog
(-E.Eilander)

I want nothing more than to stay up, until my eyelids can't anymore
Then pinching the phone with my head and my shoulder and falling asleep on the living room floor.
Then tomorrow waking up and trying to remember the dream I just had, you were there I'm sure.
But it's stuck in the back of my mind forever and all time.

I need nothing more than the faintest of photos of you in the back of my mind
Then killing some time staring up at the ceiling and letting my thoughts just drift for a while.
Then tomorrow, just like always, it will be a little harder to recall how you looked last spring.
But it's stuck in the back of my mind forever and all time.

I'll hear nothing more than what I want to hear on my stereo later tonight
Just a chorus of coughs and a round of applause as the silence stings when the static dissolves.
Then tomorrow I will try to bring back what I did today. For some time I can live again.
But it's stuck in the back of my mind forever and all time.

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Tonight(new version)
(-L.Larson, S. Barker, E.Eilander)

You got me all uptight, you got me- you got me all weak inside.
You must have hit me from the blind side the way the light plays with your eyes.
The lines they cross my eyes. The printed word I can't identify.
I wish the books would help me simplify, this distraction I can't deny.

How far away, how far away from you.
Do I have to get before you'll stay out of my head

I watch you from the aisles, the way you bend and move is yo' own style.
My stomach is in a downward spiral. I'll never get to my final
I lose the self denial, ask for those seven digits to dial.
Like taking candy from a child, she was married all the while.

How far away, how far away from you.
Do I have to get before you'll stay out of my head

Tonight, tonight, tonight will be our night.
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A Brief Distant Fall
(-E.Eilander)

You are all I see, when I close my eyes to sleep.
You can keep me safe, before I rise from wake.

You fall like an angel down on me.
A light from above you came upon me.

Take my soul please, it's not something that I'll need.
Slip, I'll slip away, isolation is what I need.

You fall like an angel down on me.
You fall like an angel down on me.
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Funky Like That(Come Back)
(-E.Eilander)

Hush now don't say a word.
You might wreck what you said before.
So darling and delicate
Such frail words from your lips.
There's still warmth between us
Though the other side of the glass.
Although you're trying to turn your back
I'm still trying to hold onto your hands.

My feet barely touch the ground.
The sky drifts grey to red as we walk together
Along the sand.

A Holy sting from a stray breeze
Might cut me down to my knees.
Save this awful catastrophe,
None could take this voice from me
I'd gladly spill my blood,
Right here in this parking lot,
If you would just never leave,
Or swear you'd come back to me.

My head scrapes against the clouds
I'm so glad you are here as I'm lost
Inside my head
Would you come back to me?
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Pale Blue
(-E.Eilander)

I'm still a little surprised the moon's still up in the sky.
So big and full it might just fall into the sea.

Your face is bathed tonight in the pale blue.

Cascades from the crimson tides blood streaks up the shoreline.
Leave us in this glistening wine with stars we've never seen.

Nobody gets to me like you do.
No one effects me, girl, like you do.

No one sees a single thing. Ships dashed on the rocks in the sea.
For us, just a lovely scene wrapped in strips of white.

Nobody gets to me like you do.
No one effects me, girl, like you do.

The dull numb of the blackest wake. Starts out just ankle deep.
Swaps places with my screams and tears our hands away.

Your face is bathed tonight in the pale blue.
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Tonight(Old Version)
(-L.Larson, M.Baggs, E.Eilander)

I was feelin’ kinda trapped
In a prison without you
Come and take me by the hand
Lift a key tonight and disappear from view

Tonight tonight tonight come set me free
Tonight tonight tonight just you and me
Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight will be our night

Climb the walls stay close behind
Let the searchlights go on for days
Elude the guard make for the woods
Listen to the sirens blare for miles away, yeah

Tonight tonight tonight come set me free
Tonight tonight tonight just you and me
Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight will be our night

Feelin’ pretty relaxed
Livin’ in Juarez survived it all
Got no reason to watch my back
That rusty jailhouse key’s hangin’ on the wall, yeah

Tonight tonight tonight come set me free
Tonight tonight tonight just you and me
Tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight will be our night
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The Hartford Loop
(-L.Larson, S.Barker, E.Eilander)

It's darker there beneath the skin
It's colder there than I can stand

Your lips brushed my cheek
And finally settle underneath
My left ear where silently
Your voice trembles as you speak

These tremors effect my hands
And though I fight I can't hold still

In the absence of the day the moonlight streams in
Traces sofly on your neckline softly on your chin
Cascades down to your shoulders where it can begin
To caress your figure and linger on your skin
Your lips brushed my cheek...

We hold each other near the edge
We venture out into the black

But don't be scared, because I'm scared too
You can hold me as tightly as I hold you
I hope these arms don't give out until
The dawn brings light and the night is through
In the absence of the day...
Your lips brushed my cheek...
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Win, Place, or Show
(-E.Eilander)

Win, place, or show, just pull the door shut behind you, it locks on its own.
I can't see with your eyes but if I could I would give them right back, before they go blind.

Don't go down to the water's edge. There are secrets that it keeps.
Don't travel down that dusty road alone, it might not come back here.

How long until there's no more threat of bombs falling on us anymore?
Until the skies become blue and all the children can play outside where no threat of danger looms.

Don't go down to the battlefields, they'll shoot you in the back.
Don't travel down that dusty road alone, you might not make it back.

Win, place, or show, just pull the door shut behind you, it locks on its own.
Win, lose, or draw, just pull the door shut behind you, when you go.
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Mahogany
(-E.Eilander)

The last line that I read tonight was scrawled across the sky
From a sparkler you held, you wrote both of our names and added a heard shaped frame.
I stumbled out onto the roof with my eyes closed up tightly
Hoping never again to have this view fade from my sight.

But when this red-hot wire burns through flesh, down to bone, I won't make a sound.
I'll just stare into those brown and green eyes, mahogany lines, and we'll just burn up together.

The last light that I saw tonight was from a fire downtown
So we sat down below an old sycamore and watched as it got out of hand.
We watched as the bright orange glow bled out all other lights
Except for the occasional approaching siren's red and white

But if these flames ever get this far, I won't move or flinch at all.
I'll just stare into those brown and green eyes, mahogany lines, and we'll just burn up together.
And we'll just burn up together
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Anna My Dear
(-E.Eilander)

Anna my dear, as I walked by the house where you grew up I caught myself staring at the wallpaper the new owners put up
Anna my dear, I thought it best if I did not keep up my end to write you letters every chance I had and send them off on the weekend
Anna my dear, I can't see you anymore. Anna my dear, alone I can't support the weight of this world
Anna my dear, it just killed me to see them cover up those walls and destroy all evidence you ever lived here at all
Anna my dear, I know it took a lot for you to say goodbye, from a courtesy phone at a Motel 6, in the middle of the night
Anna my dear, I can't see you anymore. Anna my dear, alone I can't support the weight of this world
Those pictures speak to me, your cold eyes cut through me, written in all caps with a Sharpie, the notes you wrote to me
'I'll see you in the summertime.' she said, scribbled on a legal notepad
'I'll see you there some other time.' she said. Never even got the message
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In Summarization
(-E.Eilander)

Scent of the lake from the second floor window
We could drive down to the city and watch the sun go down from the spaces between the buildings
Our dynamic lighting shines down from above, coming from green and red incandescent bulbs.
But you and I never go anywhere
Sound of a car from a neighboring driveway
It's taillights float away but the valve tick stays around a second later
And our amber moon just smiles down from above. We can watch his procession trickle into the night, sitting on the curb
You and I never go anywhere
The unmistakable sound of an opening suitcase
Fluorescent lighting bleeds a pale blue cast that streams into the hallway
A shattered exit sign shines down above. The stark and honest contrast coming from green and red incandescent bulbs
You and I never go anywhere
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Morse Code Symphony
(-L.Larson, S.Barker, E.Eilander)

I'll write down in binary, the most astounding symphony
I'll condense and compress and get along to your subnet mask
Does it mean the same thing? I want your flaws to come out swinging
My impeccably flawless tone and entirely memorable tone
Cut and refined to .cda my morse code symphony can say
Perfection does awful things. I want your flaws to come out swinging
The perfect hiss from a 45 and grainiest photographs are like
Freckles on your perfect face and gravely voice sound perfect to me
Does it mean the same thing? I want your flaws to come out swinging
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Again, Again, Again
(-E.Eilander)

How to walk backwards in a crowd and how to disappear without a sound
There must have been a beginning. Run everything again.
An apology, before a mistake, a free redo that no one gets to make
It makes such a strange symphony. D.S. Al Fine again.
Two forks lead back into one, a few empty shells hop back into their guns
I could rewind the sand before the line, but here I am again
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Sweet Lord
(-E.Eilander)

Sweet Amy, I don't know if I can hold you tonight
Not with your mind on that other guy, tonight
Lord I don't, don't know, if I can walk away
Lord I don't, don't know, if I can go away tonight
Take a walk with me and look into my eyes
Let's sort it out, because it's either everything or nothing, tonight
Lord I don't, don't know, if I can walk away
Lord I don't, don't know, if I can go away tonight
I had to believe she was the greatest thing that I could ever even hope to achieve
She's like some separate entity from somewhere way above me
I tried to write you a song, but the words and the rhythms tangled up and came out all wrong
I hesitated and you waited too long, oh my sweet Lord
You could never be pinned down like me
You could never be held down like me
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First Day of a Flood
(-E.Eilander)

Today's the day the rains began. I'm counting stamps and then I stop again
Today my shoes went out of tune. I took a step up to the edge
It's true, everything is beautiful, if you know what to look for
I got my back against the wall. I just can't keep up anymore
There's a purpose or so they'll say. We just can't see it where we are
It's true, everything is beautiful, if you know what to look for
One more light out baby, one more masterpiece that is left undone
It's true, everything is beautiful, if you know what to look for
It's not a choice we get to make. Your voice was always so soothing
Notice, we've got to notice these things. We just can't carry on like this
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On the Outs
(L.Larson, S.Barker, E.Eilander)

Follow sunset down railroad tracks. Look down at my feet, cause I'm never looking back.
To a town that I don't owe a God-damned thing. We've reached an understanding, it's best if I just leave
Stopped in sacred places and talked to preachers there. They give me inspiration, when I haven't got a prayer.
They speak to me of Jesus and they try to talk of God. They tell me that I'm not alone, but I'm guided from above
I've seen children crying in the streets. I see sunsets that I've never seen
Familiar faces from people on the streets. I see places that I've never been
Found my destination no one is around. Look inside the house, but a note was all I found
The words were plain and simple, but they brought me to my knees,
'Life is what you make it, don't waste a single thing.'
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Your Perfume
(-E.Eilander)

The reason I fear drowning, is the impatience that it brings. Among many other things, I wouldn't make that good of a victim
The reason I walk so slow up the stairs, is cause if I ever run, then something al-ways fol-lows me. I look back but I'm always alone
To smell your perfume and the rain constitutes a big mistake
There's something that mixture makes me miss you perpetually
The skyline bothers me sometimes. I try to make it fade but it never goes away. I pull the curtain before I can sleep
Pick a window from a building far away. Do you wonder what they're like? Are they ever looking back? No one sees ants they're stepping on
To smell your perfume and the rain constitutes a big mistake
There's something that mixture makes me miss you perpetually
To smell your perfume and the rain. To smell your perfume and the rain
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Pooring(coming down in droves)
(-E.Eilander)

You and I are more than the sums of our parts
Thought it would never get this far. The tension in this room makes breathing hard
You take away my breath sitting on my doorstep
In the pooring rain
On the stairs outside the door, I hang on your every word
In the pooring rain
And now we sound the torrent gathers up around
The tension in this room effects how the words can barely make it from my mouth
You take away my breath sitting on my doorstep
In the pooring rain
On the stairs outside the door, I hang on your every word
In the pooring rain
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Madeline
(-E.Eilander)

I'd love to hold you all night until the morning
We'll awake to the chorus of the crickets and I'll pick the leaves from your hair
And you're with someone you really love, Madeline
You're with someone you really love
The most staggering shade of green is lost when your eyes are closed
Part of me wants to pull them open and stare straight into your soul
And you're with someone you really love, Madeline
You're with someone you really love
This fencepost marks the forest's end and keeps us safe from what it keeps in
You'll awaken to the chorus of crickets and hum along to their horrible song
And you're with someone you really love, Madeline
You're with someone you really love
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Broken Legs
(-E.Eilander)

She picks up her dress from the cleaners and asks if it still looks alright so I tell her, it's more beautiful than ever
She asks me again as she sits on the banister, tell me the shade of my eyes. So I tell her, 'They've lost some of their color.'
She wakes up to see if I'm still with her. She sleeps in the crook of my arm
I couldn't leave if I wanted to anyway. We belong here
She pulls up her sleeve to the scars on her shoulder and asks if it makes her look 15 years older. 'Of course not, never.'
She shows me the place where her heart used to be before. She asks about feelings and plans for the future. I plan to stay right here
She wakes up to see if I'm still with her. She sleeps in the crook of my arm
I couldn't leave if I wanted to anyway. We belong here
She broke both my legs. She broke both my legs. She broke down
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Destructible
(-S.Barker, E.Eilander)

I can't tell if my hear is beating at all
Or if my chest's become still from the cold
But now, the strangest of feelings, of head touching ceiling
Trying to get up, but I still can't budge. I have become destructible
The sights and sounds penetrate all reason
I can't deduce the color of the ceiling
But now, the strangest of feelings, of heart that's sent reeling
Trying to get up, but my feet won't budge. I have become destructible
Lying on my back, asking myself
'Is this a lucid dream, or something else?'
But now, the strangest of feelings, of losing all meaning
Trying to get up, barefeet won't budge. I have become destructible
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Driving
(-E.Eilander)

It's five to ten, on no particular Thursday night
Too soon to sleep, I climb into my car and drive
Thirty miles from here, the needle touches the empty line
It's five to ten, on no particular Thursday night
You might be my last road out of this city. You're my only choice
I'd love to see you again if they'd let me. But they won't
Driving south, counting headlights passing as I go
An old Pixies song crackles through my radio
In my rear-view, an endless expanse of road
Driving south, counting headlights passing as I go
You might be my last plane out of this city. You're my only choice
I'd love to sing you to sleep if they'd let me go
I stopped at your house about an hour back. But no more stopping
To my left I see the sun begin to rise
From a black to a peaceful yellow sky
Looking down the needle ends it's slow decline
To my left I see the sun begin to rise


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Anna My Dear

A song about a real life event walking past a house of a girl I used to know a long time ago. There was some woman standing by the front window messing with the drapes for some reason and I was in awe that the front room wall was covered with some blue wallpaper with some design on it. I know for a fact that wall used to be white with a few pictures hanging on it. It probably bothered me much more than it should have.
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In Summarization

This song is about the things these two people could do together in a big city one night. All sweet, innocent little things people do together when they're in love. And it really doesn't matter what they do, as long as they're together. My bedroom is on the second floor and you get a really strong smell from the Great Salt Lake when the wind is blowing before a storm.
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Morse Code Symphony

Exactly how much does the artist's brushstroke mean to the beauty of the painting? We can get much more precise lines from computers but, we miss out on that little human element that makes things meaningful. My voice isn't great, but if I write a song, at least it means something if I sing it. I guess eventually computers will be advanced enough to simulate imperfect little human effects in music and art. Still it won't be the same.
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Again, Again, Again

This song is about a long discussion I had with a friend about what might happen after we die. We both thought if we end up being some sort of ethereal beings that could do or experience anything, why not take one person's life and run it back and forth exploring every little facet and route that person could take in life. I think we'd be suprised what one person could have an effect on.
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Sweet Lord

I had been home sick from school for like a week when I was compelled to do something so my week wasn't completely wasted. My guitar was barely within reach so I groaned and rolled out of bed for a minute. My throat was so sore I could only whisper a few words about some girl I was infatuated with at the time. I wrote it down and completely lost my original strum pattern, which seemed much cooler at the time.
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First Day of a Flood

FDoaF is about suicide. Not really trying to justify it, but trying to understand it. This person is right on the verge of killing himself and he hears some overly happy pop song from the 50's. So he quotes it to himself sarcastically, 'everything is beautiful', right before he does it.
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On the Outs

This song is definitely the most spiritual song we have written. Unfortunately, it was written and re-written a few too many times, so I can't even tell you what it is about exactly. I guess this guy was kicked out of his city for some unspeakable reason, so he hits the road. I think this song gets less and less optimistic everytime I stop to think about it. So what is he doing? Is he on some kind of spiritual quest? Did the note he finds tell him he has wasted the best parts of his life looking for something he can't hope to find? There's a lot of bad stuff in the world and religion won't necessarily make anything better, is sort of the message starting to develop for me.
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Your Perfume

This is one of these songs that is about infatuation to the point of obsession. The chorus was written after getting back from a concert with some girl and having the faint scent of her perfume on the blanket we were sitting on. The next day, it was raining when I folded it up to put it in my trunk. I stood in the university's parking lot for, I don't know, ten minutes with this amazing smell shorting out my brain.
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Pooring(coming down in droves)

Another song about things that happen in the rain. Maybe it just makes things more dramatic. Maybe not.
This song is written about the peak and the very beginning of the decline of a relationship. It starts out with these people getting so close together and then not having anything to say to each other when they both know it's over. Then the song stops just as the fight is about to really pick up. But, it's already over by now, anyway.
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Madeline

I started to write for this attractive girl, but I gave up since I didn't really know anything about her. This is why it starts out as such an unbearably sweet love song talking about holding each other while sleeping and then it turns creepy very quickly. I was such a hold-out on the second chorus, because I haven't ever written any 'pure' love songs I have been happy with and I thought I could still salvage it. But it is much better this way. The girl might be dead. This guy may have done it.
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Broken Legs

When I wrote this I wasn't thinking about the film Misery at all. It certainly was on T.V. a lot at the time, so maybe it crept into my subconscious or something. Anyway, this song is about two people who have both been through some hard times. They love each other enough, but mostly they are just scared to go out and get hurt again.
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Destructible

This song takes place right after this person has some sort of accident, right when he is lying there trying to decide if he is alright. He may have died and his spirit is just still in shock over what has happened. The song doesn't specify, but we could argue either way. Nothing happens in this song. Just a guy lying on the ground, thinking to himself.
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Driving

This song is about the war on terror. I think it was on a Thursday when I heard the news that we were going to invade Iraq. Or Afghanistan. I don't really remember. I wrote this almost in shock that my country was actively starting a war. A war! I never thought I would have to deal with anything like that in my lifetime. The original version was very bitter, so I threw the driving analogy at it, partly to make myself feel better and partly so nobody would hassle me about it. It actually made the song feel more complete anyway.
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Funky Like That(Come Back)

This song is written about the most amazing person I have ever known. It's about when you realize you wouldn't be the same person without somebody in your life and you hope that things could stay exactly the way they are. It's a nice feeling.
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Pale Blue

This song is about what it might be like if the moon fell out of the sky. Two people are just standing up on a cliff watching the destruction spread out around them until finally a massive tidal wave sweeps them both away. It's a lot like Mahogany, in that way.
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The Hartford Loop

I wrote this song while I was lost looking for a friends house on a road called Hartford Circle or something while this little chord progression ran through my head. It is about an early stage of a relationship. One person is trying to reassure the other and tell them not to be scared, even though they are both going through the same things. They're both unsure about everything, but they are together though and that is what really matters.
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Mahogany

Inspired by the most beautiful set of green and brown eyes I have ever seen. This is a love/arson song. These two arsonists are together no matter what happens. I was obsessed with this idea of these two sitting back and watching something they created grow, destroy, and eventually get way, way out of hand.
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Win, Place, or Show

This song is about getting fed up with whatever angle government officials are trying to throw at you to get support for their causes. Then, after a certain point, just getting tired, and saying 'Hey, do whatever you want, since you won't listen anyway'. It's a hopeless song.
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Tonight(new version)

This song is about a guy that sees an attractive woman in the library. He is totally infatuated with her to the point that he can't get anything accomplished. Then late that night he decides to go back and find her, only to discover that she is married.
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Tonight(old version)

This song was the first one written by Robot Strong as a band. We wrote this in Luke's apartment to include an original song on a sample album when trying play some homecoming concert. We were very loud. This song contributed to him almost getting kicked out of his apartment. Just a simple song about missing somebody and using a prison metaphor. Maybe it's not a metaphor. It was originally, but it kind of has to be literal toward the end.
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A Brief Distant Fall

This is absolute infatuation to the point of it being unhealthy. I wrote this long, long before Robot Strong even existed. It doesn't really mean too much to me anymore.
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