Tony LEVIN

Analyzing - we're hardwired to keep digging into the mechanism of our world,
but maybe not of ourselves.

So it goes
When science keeps disproving things that
everybody knows
Got to find a place to hide your faith
Build a thicker wall

Deeper in
It takes you to a darker place where doubts and
shouts begin
Got to try to solve the mysteries
The theory of it all

Chorus:

Break it down break it down
The fundamental physics of the thing is what we

try to find
Break it down break it down
Try to see what lurks behind

We've adored
Those kits and bits of soldering a circuit board
The heat, the smell awakes in us
Connection to the core

Makes us laugh
The flash and splash of bringing up a photograph
See the silver oxide work for us
Revealing ever more

Chorus:

Break it down break it down
Elemental building blocks are there lo move around
Break it down break it down
Look and see what we have found

Far above, where we look to find reflections of our
deepest love
There's no need to subdivide the heart
Or to tear it apart, break it down

Space and time
A captivating jungle gym for every boy to climb
The thrill's about discovering
An answer for the day

Not their trip
The passion to examine one's relationship
That's a game for someone else to play
A chromosome away

Chorus

2. Places To Go

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Hello Mars, it's good to be back I^^H
Gee we left here in a hurry, didn't even bother to pack
It was way back three - four billion years ago
We didn't mean to be a stranger but we had a lot of places to go

It's a beautiful planet you've got here, lovely shade of pink
It seemed bigger when we lived here, but we were just spores then I think
Then one thing led to another, as they say in science 101
And just look at us now. oh I tell you evoloution can be fun

Chorus:

Hey. as a matter of fact this looks like home to me
Seems like the kind of place I always wanted to be
I'm gonna kick off my Reeboks. sit back and light up a smile
Cause it feels like home and baby i might stay a while

Hello Boston, it's good to be back
We haven't played this little club since it was just a rundown shack
Yeah, the dressing room's still dingy and the manager's stiil stingy, that may be
But it's the people who come here that make it fee! special to me

I used to live in this town until I left to go out on the road
Didn't take me too long before I forgot my own area code
Always meant to come back here and visit all the people I know
But that road stretches long and I had a lot of places to go

Chorus

Hello Grandma it's good to see you again
I have missed you a lot since you left us all way back when
And this new place you've been staying all the music they are playing is on strings
It seems the people are nice and I'm noticing that some of them have wings

Hey, is that Grandpa I see running round and not using his walker
I had some trouble getting in here. say. those entrance rules are a shocker
Guess I should have called ahead and made a reservation, I know
But I was just too busy and I had a lot of places to go

Chorus

Panspermta - the theory
that life came to the
cooling earth from
elsewhere. Observed and
shared was the excitement
about reaching and
exploring Mars - could it
have been homecoming ?
We who travel a lot are
sensitive to re-discovering
old homes, and this song is
about three of them: Mars Boston. Heaven.

3. Throw The God A Bone

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Gods - we look up, then looking down we see our pets look up to us, adoring us as gods.
They so want to please us, but do they misbehave ?
Sure, and feel real bad - sound familiar ?
Soon enough we'll create new life forms which we will program to play by our rules ...
or maybe they won't.

My dog Lilly thinks that I am a god
My dog Lilly thinks that I am a god
I think that she suspects I am not perfect
But we both know she doesn't really care
Cause she believes her food appears by magic
And she notices that I'm the one who's there

My dog Lilly .... My dog Lilly

My dog Lilly thinks that I am a god
My dog Lilly thinks that I am a god
I took her to our local doggie school
And she quickly mastered every trick they had
But once we got home she'd break every rule
Look up at me, and feel real bad

Throw the god a bone
If you can reach him on his cell phone
Cut that god some slack
If you expect to ever have him call you back
Give that dude a break
Before you tell him that he's made some big mistake
And you do not have to feel so all alone
Everybody sometimes has to wind it up and
Throw that god a bone

My dog Lilly thinks that I am a god
Say, every dog thinks that we all arc gods
They can see we all know how to drive a car
And we've just about built condos on the moon
That we might create life's not so bizarre
If not already it might happen soon

Being a god's not always great
Remember this before you start to celebrate
And gods have come and gone before
Sometimes it seems the sky is one revolving door
There are some godly fundamentals
Up on Mt. Olympus you can't buy
It's only rentals

My dog Lilly thinks that I am a god
Every dog thinks that we all are gods
And if one day we create some new species
Then we'll be quick to teach them how to pray
But you can be sure they will test their leashes
And do just what they want to anyway

Throw the god a bone
If you can reach him on his cell phone
Cut that god some slack
If you expect to ever have him call you back
Give that dude a break
Before you tell him that he's made some big mistake
And you do not have to feel so all alone
Everybody sometimes has to wind it up and

Throw the god a bone
If you can reach her on her cell phone
Cut that god some slack
If you expect to ever have her call you back
Give that babe a break
Before you tell her that she's made some kind of
Great big huge mistake
And you do not have to feel so all alone
Everybody sometimes has to wind it up and
Throw that god a bone

4. Utopia

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Connections - all around us, awaiting our attention.

They say that heaven's just for some
The ones who have the right connections
But in this world of ours you find
Connections of so many kinds

The smile a mother gives her child
The hand that reaches out to lift us up
The eyes that see the one they love
Inside them gleam reflections of
Utopia

And when the music's almost done
The fading echoes of the last guitar
Reverberate inside the mind
Releasing all the dreams they find

If I could hold my father's hand again
If I could be once more the boy I was
If I could dream again those dreams
Now I know they're windows to
Utopia

Child, a smile alights his face
Lifts us to a higher place
Love inside
You can see it there, see reflections of
Utopia

In mind reside
All the dreams inside all the dreams they find

I'd hold my father's hand again
The boy I was, remember when
I'd dream, dream those dreams
Now I know they're true, they're the windows to
Utopia

5. Beyond My Reach

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Loss - it comes to us all sooner or later, and we all struggle to deal with it.

The orange sun that warmed our day
Becomes an oval as it sinks into the bay
We used to marvel at how fast it slips away
Without a fight, so comes the night

So come the waves across the sand
So came the tides of time
Erasing what we'd planned
And now the wind tugs at these letters in my hand
The ones held tight against the night

Against the future looming like a cliff above me
Against the memories colliding below
The hardest lesson that this tide is washing over me
Comes a time in life the only peace we'll know
Is letting go

And so this day gives in to night
Across the bay the clouds go scudding out of sight
Like us the sky clings to it's memories ot light
But carries on when light is gone

I've scanned these words for what they teach
And now I close my eyes to see behind the speech
And let your letters fly like seagulls from the beach
They float away, beyond the bay
Beyond my reach

6. Shadowland

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(instrumental)

7. Crisis Of Faith

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This still-new storm-shaken century: collisions between knowledge hurtling forward, civilization retreating - collisions are good matter for poetry, and there are more than enough crises of faith to go around.

What would you do
Tell me what would you do

Oh

Hypertext markup in price of revelation in the ice,
generation that is frozen in its tracks frozen in its tracks, chosen is not facts it's cinematic syntax it's a fax floating forward
to nuclear reactory the twenty first century body building atrophy the hyper-modern
biblical frozen in its tracks and now underneath the aegis of a popular front
we find a secular collection believers don't know how to punt and after the fact after the arty
hearty artifact a hyper-modern a full and out crisis of faith

Oh

Tellmewhatwouldyou tellmewhatwouldyou do ?%

You booked a window a hyper-space shuttle got an orchestra seat to see the cosmic
kerfuffle cosmic kerfuffle, what would you do who puld you sue then again how
could you Google the question the answer isn't there it's in the hyper-vent icicle
language of debabelizing canalizing secrets in speeches we're sold and then
underneath the aegis of a secular front we find politicos egregious obeisance
joining in the hunt and up on the beach did we collfrol-z a species it's a rising crisis
a sinking stone fuzzy tone to the bone crisis of faith

8. What Would Jimi Do ?

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Jimi Hendrix - so moving, so unique - the everlasting inspiration to approach our own music with open options.

Lately I've been digging back into my salad days
Ennui creeping in from the past like some kind of purple haze

Thought we had a generation that talked about peace and wanted to
live it too
But I read the news today and I ask myself
Tell me what would Jimi do ?

Just today, picked up my guitar and try to make it burn
Ain't no way I can break out beyond the things I've learned

Where you look for inspiration; the shoulders of giants, and baby
it matters who
But 1 hear the radio today, and I ask you now
Tell me what would Jimi do?

Lord, but the man could play
Ain't nobody
Ain't nobody doing it
Like that today
Nothin like that today
Try to find that child inside of you
You gotta find the child and let it through
Another view
With something new
Out of the blue
You might
Right
Give it
Now
Some
Hit it
And show me what would Jimi do

9. Sabre Dance

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The Khachaturian piece was always a favorite - who doesn't like it ? And shuffle feel vs. even eighths; a happy tension.

(instrumental)

10. Fragile As A Song

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Panbaneesha - the song's not about a woman, but an ape. A few years ago Peter Gabriel called from Atlanta to ask if I'd join him there in playing music with Bonobo apes. They were stars of a language research facility, and were amazing at communicating and understanding language (and. for beginners, not bad keyboard players). Processing the magic of that day - that new kind of connection - took me a long time, but how better to process than with a song.

What makes one day unlike another?
Along our way the winds of change begin to blow
They scatter what we know like pages of our
scripted play
Blown away

I took a flight down to Atlanta
Another day of travel, of sharing space with strangers
Seldom re-arranges the way I know the world to be
From what I see

I saw you and you saw me
How music passed between us is a mystery
But there was a connection and it took me by surprise
A look of understanding in your eyes

I saw you and you saw me
What makes a little song become a symphony?
One heart finds its melody, another sings along
And all the walls between us are as fragile as a song

It's not the notes you play it's the ones left out
Not the words you say that speak what you're about
Spill the insides out, and give the world a chance
to share
The magic there

And so I reach for my guitar
And with my ape-like fingers commence to strum along
Attempt to find a song, express the things that came
my way
On that day

I saw you and you saw me
How music passed between us is a mystery
But there was a connection and it took me by surprise
A look of understanding in your eyes

I touched you and you touched me
What made our little song become a symphony ?
One heart finds its melody, another sings along
And all the walls between us are as fragile as a song

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