Smokescreens Leftovers
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While the Trial Of Errors leftovers felt as strong as the grouping itself, these are more of a mixed bag.
Getting it out of the way off the top, Lost And Found is one of my favourite things ever. It should’ve been on Smokescreens and I’m not quite sure why it isn’t. While it doesn’t reinvent the wheel, there’s something about it that I’ve always loved. My only theory is that I didn’t think it fit at the time, but come on… it slaps! It’s definitely better than some of the stuff that made the cut.
Anyway, Given Out is a favourite and End Of My Rope isn’t too shabby either. I only say that about the latter because I didn’t really get those lyrics right until years later. Working on a side-project called Seasons In Colour, they were included in a grouping called A Melody For Every Season. (Be sure to check it out along with other Seasons In Colour stuff in the Fireteddy National Library.)
Drive It Home is forgettable to me, but a version of The Past Contracts that almost ended up on Smokescreens can be found in the Fireteddy National Library. In the end, I went with the less positive lyrics for that grouping itself because they were more interesting and fit the mood better.
Lyrics Content
01. Lost And Found
02. Drive It Home
03. End Of My Rope
04. Given Out
Lost And Found
It’s in my generosity
Confidence, hypocrisy
All the things that make me up
They try to drag me down
Lost and then I’m found
I’m lost and then I’m…
A need I find insatiable
A past that’s not erasable
All the things that make me great
Leave me wandering around
I’m lost and then I’m found
I’m lost and then I’m…
Lost and then I’m found
I’m lost and now I’m…
Trying to settle down
Trying to settle down
But it howls and then it hounds
It howls and then it hounds
Trying to settle down
Trying to settle down
But it howls and then it hounds
It howls and then it hounds
Come apart and now
I’m losing to be found
Losing to be found
Losing…
Lost and then I’m…
Lost and then I’m found
Lost and then I’m…
Lost and now I’m…
Drive It Home
A name that comes from hell
You’re always better still
Most times I can’t tell
Stuck inside the will
Oh you never had control
You lost it long ago
You’re digging bigger holes
You’re thinking I don’t know
Well move yourself into the car
Drive it, drive it, drive it home
You never really get too far
Pretty soon you’ll be alone
All the while, reciting lines
Things you know you’ve said before
Hey man, we are not your kind
Now prepare to be ignored
And you’ve never shown restraint
You should look for someone else
You’ve got your number one complaint
With these rumours to dispel
So what is this today?
Are you looking for respect?
Can’t hear a thing you say
I’m afraid I won’t forget
So move yourself into the car
Drive it, drive it, drive it home
You never really get too far
Pretty soon you’ll be alone
All the while, reciting lines
Things you know you’ve said before
Hey man, we are not your kind
Now prepare to be ignored
Prepare to be ignored
Prepare to be ignored
End Of My Rope
I don’t want to be here anymore
My anger turns to apathy, my anger turns to apathy
To watch it go ignored
I’ll be bored and go without
It’s only apathy and doubt
How do I get out?
How do I get out?
Everyday you’re living, some innocence gets lost
Everyday you live it out, you’re living out the costs
Everyday you’re living, some innocence gets lost
Well everyday you’re living…
Everyday…
And these days I’m not sure of where I’m at
My anger is my honesty, my anger is my honesty
These days I’m a rat
And that’s all that’s left to say
Some apathy today
How do I get out?
How do I get out?
Everyday you’re living, some innocence gets lost
Everyday you live it out, you’re living out the costs
Everyday you’re living, some innocence gets lost
Well everyday you’re living…
Everyday…
And baby, I’ve been bought
And baby, I’ve been bought
Don’t ask me if I’m living
Because these days I am not
These days I am not
Well baby, I’ve been bought
Well baby, I’ve been bought
Don’t ask me if I’m living
Turned to something that I’m not
Turned to something that I’m not
Given Out
If I’m gonna break, break myself in two
If I’m gonna lose it, I’ll blame it all on you
How do we get out? How will we go down?
I don’t know why I’m asking when I know you’re not around
There’s a star that’s in the distance
And it’s burnt out, your curse for me
It’s devil sticks and magic tricks
To erase the things you’ll be
In your perpetuated destinies
There are changes that have formed in me
You’ve given up and given out
Given up and given out
If I had a wish, I’d wish to be there now
So I could find a way to mend these lines somehow
How will it end up? How does it subside?
Why am I still asking when I know we won’t survive?
There’s a star that’s in the distance
And it’s burnt out, your curse for me
It’s devil sticks and magic tricks
To erase the things you’ll be
In your perpetuated destinies
There are changes that have formed in me
You’ve given up and given out
Given up and given out
Now there’s nothing left to see
Nothing left to hope for, nothing to believe
So there’s nothing left for me
Nothing left to realize, nothing to receive
With our future still in doubt
You’ve given up and given out
Given up and given out
Given up and given out
It’s what you’ve given