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Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  

I'm keeping quiet til there's no more sirens
Lately it's hard to keep the hinges on with all the noise
I'll find my words when there's no one talking
The room is spinning, I have got no choice
Be patient, I am getting to the point.
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I can't remember when the earth turned slowly
So I just waited with the lights turned out again
I lost my place but I can't stop this story
I've found my way, but until then
I'm only spinning

I'm keeping quiet til the phone stops ringing
Lately it's hard to disconnect, I just want something real
I've found the words if I could just stop thinking
The room is spinning, I have got no choice
Be patient, I am getting to the point.

I can't remember when the earth turned slowly
So I just waited with the lights turned out again
I lost my place but I can't stop this story
I've found my way, but until then
I'm only spinning

Spin beneath the rooftop
Hold on, wait until the room stops
Spinning

I can't remember when the earth turned slowly
So I just waited with the lights turned out again
I lost my place but I can't stop this story
I've found my way, but in the end
We're only spinning

I keep forgetting when the earth turned slowly
So I just waited til the lights come on again
I lost my place but I can't stop this story
I've found my way, but until then
I'm only spinning

Spinning
Spinning

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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  

These hammers and strings
Been following me around
From a box filled garage
To the dark punk rock clubs
Of 1000 American crowds
And my friend calls me up
She says, "how have you been?"
I say, "dear I've been well,
Yeah the money's coming
But I miss you like hell.
I still hear you in this
Old piano, oh yeah."
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She says, "Andy, I know
That we don't talk as much
But I still hear your ghost
In these old punk rock clubs
Come on, write me a song
Give me something to trust
Just promise you won't let it be
Just the keys that you touch."

Give me something to believe in,
A breath from the breathing
So write it down,
I don't think that I'll close my eyes
'Cause lately I'm not dreaming
So what's the point in sleeping?
It's just that at night,
I've got nowhere to hide
So I write you a lullaby
A lullaby

These hammers and strings
Been following me around
Behind passenger vans
Through the snow, dirt, and sands
Of 1000 American towns
And my friend calls me up
With her heart heavy still
She says, "Andy, the doctors
Prescribed me the pills.
But I know I'm not crazy.
I just lost my will.
So why am I, why am I
Taking them still?"

I need something to believe in
A breath from the breathing
So write it down,
I don't think that I'll close my eyes
'Cause lately I'm not dreaming
So what's the point in sleeping?
It's just that at night,
I've got nowhere to hide

To the sleepless, this is my reply:
I will write you a lullaby,
A lullaby.

Give me something to believe in,
So write it down,
I don't think that I'll close my eyes
'Cause lately I'm not dreaming
So what's the point in sleeping?
It's just that at night,
I've got nowhere to hide

To the speepless, this is my reply:
I'll write you a lullaby
A lullaby, a lullaby, a lullaby.

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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  

I'll give you this confession
I am taking you with me
Where we can contemplate our chemistry
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And your eyes were lined with questions
With the blood rushing to waste
To take this feeling with us to our graves
To our graves

I get the feeling we're so misdirected
I get the feeling we have lost control
Til then I'll turn you to the new religion
We're dropping out into the so unknown
So unknown, yeah.

And we won't wake up on Sunday
So I'm building us a church
Where we can sleep in
With the gods at work

And our friends will write us letters
They'll never understand why we don't call
We're hiding out until the empire falls
Let it fall.

I get the feeling we're so misdirected
I get the feeling we have lost control
Til then I'll turn you to the new religion
We're dropping out into the so unknown

If we have lost control,
We're drifting slow
Into the so unknown

If we have lost control,
We're drifting slow
So we drop out

And I'll give you this confession,
I am taking you with me.

I get the feeling we're so misdirected
I get the feeling we have lost control
Til then I'll turn you to the new religion
We're dropping out into the so unknown

I get the feeling we got disconnected
I get the feeling we have lost control
Til then I'll turn you to the new religion
We're dropping out into the so unknown

You're so unknown, yeah.
We're so unknown.
The so unknown, yeah.



"Drop Out - The So Unknown" Live Jacksonville Warped tour 7/13/08
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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  


It was last night
In an empty warehouse party, oh
And there in the blacklight
I could see the tatoos glowing on your body
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Well, oh, oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh

She says to meet her there
Beside the power station, oh
And she said she'd let me stare
If the chemicals don't keep her waiting

Well, oh, oh oh
Whoa, oh oh oh

Well I'm always coming down from the night before where I left you
I'm always coming down, but I'm doing my best to get caught
I'm always coming down from the night before when I met you
To hear what gets you off
What gets you off
What gets you off

Red fingernail polish
Peeling like a sunburn, oh
That black designer dress
Looks better underneath our feet
Your knees on the dirt

Oh, oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh oh oh

Well I'm always coming down from the night before where I left you
I'm always coming down, but I'm doing my best to get caught
I'm always coming down from the night before when I bet you
To hear what gets you off
What gets you off
What gets you off
Yeah, what gets you off
Oh oh oh, yeah...

Well I'm always coming down from the night before where I left you
I'm always coming down, but I'm doing my best to get caught
We're always coming down from the night before when I bet you
To hear what gets you off
What gets you off
What gets you off
Oh oh oh...
What gets you off...

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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  


There's a lot that I don't know
There's a lot that I'm still learning
But I think I'm letting go
To find my body is still burning
And you hold me down
And you got me living in the past
Come on and pick me up
Somebody clear the wreckage from the blast
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And I'm alive
And I don't need a witness
To know that I survived
I'm not looking for forgiveness
I just need light
I need light in the dark as I search for the resolution

And the bars are finally closed
So I try living in the moment
'Til the moment it just froze
And I felt sick and so alone
I can
hear the sound
Of your voice still ringing in my ear
I'm going underground
But you'll find me anywhere I feel

That I'm alive
And I don't need a witness
To know that I survived
I'm not looking for forgiveness
I just need light
I need light in the dark as I search for the resolution
I need light in the dark as I search for the resolution

Tomorrow back from now.
Honey I'm almost home

You hold me down
You hold me down
I'm alive
And I don't need a witness
To know that I survived
I'm not looking for forgiveness

I'm alive
And I don't need a witness
To know that I survived
I'm not looking for forgiveness
I just need light
I need light in the dark as I search for the resolution
I need light in the dark as I search for the resolution
I need light, I need light


"The Resolution" Live New Orleans 8/6/08
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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  

I wanna hear some music
Now that they're driving us all underground
Not the radio music, or their satellite singing this
In this town, in this town
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I wanna hear some music
And with the rock stars all flicker and fade
Power radio music, I'm a ghost overground
On, on parade

And even if your voice comes back again
Maybe they'll be no one listening
And even if I find the strength to stand
Doesn't mean I won't go missing
And the world will come
Crashing

I wanna hear some music
I have been waiting down here for so long
Trying to write this big music,
With your breath on my face
But now, now you're gone

And even if your voice comes back again
Maybe they'll be no one listening
And even if I find the strength to stand
Doesn't mean I won't go missing
And the world will come,
Crashing

And the whole world comes
Down, down-wards
And all the water on this broken town
The freeway's just like veins without a heart

And the world just comes
Crashing

And the whole world comes
Crashing

And even if your voice comes back again
Maybe they'll be no one listening
And even if I find the strength to stand
Doesn't mean I won't go on

And even if your voice comes back again
Maybe they'll be no one listening
And even if you find the strength to stand
It doesn't mean you won't go missing

And the world will come
Crashing

And the words will come
Crashing

And the music comes
Crashing

Down on me
Down on me

And the words will come
Crashing

And the words will come
Crashing

Down on me
So down on me...

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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  


You gotta swim
Swim for your life
Swim for the music
That saves you
When you're not so sure you'll survive
You gotta swim
Swim when it hurts
The whole world is watching
You haven't come this far
To fall off the earth
The currents will pull you
Away from your love
Just keep your head above
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I found a tidal wave
Begging to tear down the dawn
Memories like bullets
They fired at me from a gun
Cracking me open yeah
I swim to brighter days
Despite the absense of sun
Choking on salt water
I'm not giving in
I swim

You gotta swim
For nights that wont end
Swim for your families
Your lovers your sisters
And brothers your friends
Yeah you gotta swim
For wars without cause
Swim for the lost politicians
Who don't see their greed is a flaw
The currents will pull us
Away from our love
Just keep your head above

I found a tidal wave
Begging to tear down the dawn
Memories like bullets
They fired at me from a gun
Cracking me open now
I swim to brighter days
Despite of the absense of sun
Choking on salt water
I'm not giving in
I'm not giving in
I swim

You gotta swim
Swim in the dark
There's an ocean to drift in
Feel the tide shifting away from the spark
Yeah you gotta swim
Don't let yourself sink
Just follow the horizon
I promise you it's not as far as you think
The currents will drag us away from our love
Just keep your head above
Just keep your head above
Swim
Just keep your head above
Swim, swim
Just keep your head above
Swim


"Swim" Live at Warped Tour in San Antonio, Texas
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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  

She walks to the mailbox each morning at nine
Every day she begins she's always one day behind
At least when it comes to the mail

She sits on the balcony paying the bills
Her letters just hashing her cigarettes onto the sill
Every breath a little more pale
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And the hill's still left to climb
It's just so

High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes
The clouds are all on
Fire
It's just so
High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes
The clouds are all on

Sits in his basement from midnight 'til four
Painting pictures that nobody sees from his days in the war
The canvas is painted bright red, red
He heats up the shower, he paces the hall
He'll scrub for an hour or more but he won't get it all
The paint in his fingernail beds

The hill's still left to climb
It's just so

High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes
The clouds are all on
Fire
It's just so
High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on look up at the bloodshot sky
The clouds are all on
Fire
The clouds are all on
Fire
The clouds are all on

We wait in valleys whiles the clouds come in
We see no shadows, 'cause the shadow's all there is
And we climb,
And we climb

But it's just so
High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on look me in my bloodshot eyes
The clouds are all on
Fire
It's just so
High
And I'm so
Tired
Come on look up at the bloodshot sky
The clouds are all on
Fire
The clouds are all on
Fire
The clouds are all on
The clouds are all on
Fire
The clouds are all on
Fire



"Bloodshot" Live Croc Rock, Allentown PA, August 19th, 2008

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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

The Glass Passenger (2008)  

It started feeling like October
I got stranded on the road
You know where to find me
Anytime you want me Annie,
Annie, use your telescope
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So they made my life into a movie
As if I could forget those years
But I know where the time's gone
Just how well my mind's been wandering
Annie, use your telescope

Telescope
Annie, use your telescope

When it's late, don't stop looking
Where my eyes turn to glass
When it's late, don't stop,
Annie, I will make it.

Hello? Is there anybody out there?
Hello? I'm only getting farther, oh.

It started feeling like October
Annie, use your telescope
Telescope

When it's late, don't stop looking
(Annie, use your telescope)
Where my eyes turn to glass
When it's late, don't stop,
(Annie, use your telescope)
Annie, I will make it back

When it's late, don't stop looking
(Annie, use your telescope)
Where my eyes turn to glass
When it's late, don't stop,
Annie, I will make it.
(your telescope)
Annie, I will make it.
(your telescope)
Annie, I will make it.

Annie, I will make it.
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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005)  

I have (I have) you breathing down my neck (breathing down my neck)
I don't (don't know) what you could possibly expect under this condition so
I'll wait (I'll wait) for the ambulance to come (ambulance to come)
Pick us up off the floor
What did you possibly expect under this condition so

Slow down.. this night's a perfect shade of
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning down
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning 'til there's nothing but dark blue..
Just dark blue

This flood (this flood) is slowly rising up swallowing the ground
Beneath my feet, Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so
I'll swim (I'll swim) as the water rises up, the sun is sinking down
And now all I can see are the planets in a row
Suggesting it's best that I slow down

This night's a perfect shade of

Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning (burning) down
Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning dark blue

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We were boxing
We were boxing the stars
We were boxing (we were boxing)
You were swinging for Mars
And then the water reached the West Coast
And took the power lines (the power lines)
And it was me and you (this could last forever)
And the whole town under water
There was nothing we could do
It was dark blue

Dark blue (dark blue)
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the world could be burning (burning) down
Dark blue
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
I said the room could be burning now there's nothing but dark blue

If you've ever been alone in the dark blue
If you've ever been alone you'll know (you'll know)


메사추세츠 출신 'Something Corporate' 밴드의 보컬인 싱어송라이터.
8살때부터 피아노를 치기 시작했으며, Boxley,Ohio로 이사를 온 1991년엔 악보보는 법을 배우기도 전에 피아노 솔로를 연주한것이 일종의 전설로 남게되었다.
후에 Orange County,California로 이사해 그의 고등학교 친구들과 현재 'Something Corporate'밴드 멤버인 Kevin PageBrian Ireland와 함께 "Left Here"란 밴드를 결성했으며, 지역 battle of the bands competition 에서 우승을 거머쥐었다.
McMahon은 그의 몇몇 친구들의 도움으로 4곡을 담은 데모CD 'Andrew McMahon"을 제작하였고, 그 몇몇 친구들중에 기타리스트인 Josh Partington 과 리듬기타리스트 Reuben Hernandez와 함께 1998년, 지금의 피아노 락 밴드 'Something Corporate'를 결성하여 활동중이다.

"Dark Blue" M/V

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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005)  

I've got my things, I'm good to go
You met me at the terminal
Just one more plane ride and it's done

We stood like statues at the gate
Vacation's come and gone too late
There's so much sun where I'm from
I had to give it away, had to give you away

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And we spent four days on an
Island at your family's old hotel
Sometimes perfection can be
It can be perfect hell, perfect...

Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised
And don't fly fast. Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now
Cause every inch you see is bruised

I lace my Chucks, I walk the aisle
I take my pills, the babies cry
All I hear is what's playing through
The in-flight radio
Now every word of every song
I ever heard that made me wanna stay
Is what's playing through
The in-flight radio, and I
And I am, finally waking up

Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised
Don't fly fast. Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now
Cause every inch you see is bruised, yeah

So read your books, but stay out late
Some nights, some nights, and don't think
That you can't stop by the bar
You haven't shown your face here since the bad news
Well I'm here till close, with fingers crossed
Each night cause your place isn't far

And hours pass, and hours pass, yeah, yeah...

Yeah, yeah, she still counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised, bruised
And don't fly fast. Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now
Cause every inch you see is bruised, bruised, bruised

앨범은 미국앨범차트 37위 기록.

"Bruised" Live by videopimp.org, Apr2006 NYC 

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Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005)  

(And today was a day just like any other)

I'm on the verge, I'm on the verge
Unraveling with every word
With every word you say, make me believe
That I won't feel your tires on the street
As I'm finding the words... you're getting away

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I come undone, oh yes, I do
Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you
And every word you say, say something sweet
Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth
As I'm finding the words... you're getting away

Well I'm ready, I'm ready to drop
Oh, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't stop
I'm ready so don't stop, Keep pushing
I'm ready to fall, oh, I'm ready
I'm ready so don't call, I'm ready so don't call

I am aware, I've been misled
I disconnect my heart, my head
Don't wanna recognize when things go bad
The things that you'll accept
Except that I am finding the words... to say

I'm ready, I'm ready to drop
Oh oh oh oh oh, I'm ready
I'm ready so don't stop
I'm ready so don't stop

(I wake up to find it's another
Four aspirin morning, and I dive in
I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday.
When did society decide that we had to change
And wash a tee shirt after every individual use:
If it's not dirty, I'm gonna wear it.
I take the stairs to the car
And there's fog on the windows.
(And I'm Fighting the words...)
I need caffeine in my blood stream,
I take caffeine in the blood stream.
I grip the wheel and all at once I realize:
(And you're getting away...)
My life has become a boring pop song
And everyone's singing along.)

Well, I'm ready, to drop, well, I'm ready
I'm ready so don't stop, oh
Well, keep pushing, I'm ready to fall
Well, I'm ready, I'm ready so don't call
I'm ready so don't call, oh... oh... oh...

"I'm Ready" Live in Lincoln, NE on the West Coast Winter tour

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Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005)  

Guess what I'm done
Writing you songs
You'll give up your job at the bank
Proving money's not fun when you're gone
So this is the first verse
It's not very long
But I'm ready to move on

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Guess what I'm done
Writing your book
The ending got twisted around
But for all the hell that it took
The electrical wires
They'll hum in the walls
In the room that I rent now without you

I've got friends who
La La Lie
Will help me pull through
La La Lie
La La La Lie
The spaceman that can't get high
I'm coming back to my girl by July
Yeah yeah yeah

That's right

So guess what I'm done
Drawing your pictures
I'm dulling the day with a drink
In a parking garage by the theatre
We met for a movie
Every scene was a sign
We made out through their meaning

Well I've got friends who
La La Lie
Will help me pull through
La La Lie
La La La Lie
The spaceman that can't get high
I'm coming back to my girl by July
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Guess what I'm done
Writing you songs
I'm far too unstable to settle
I doubt that the doctors are wrong
So I'll wait by a palm tree, a palm tree, a palm tree

Well I've got friends
La La Lie
To help me pull through
La La Lie
La La La Lie
The spaceman that can't get high
I'm coming back to my girl by July

Well I've got friends who
La La Lie
Will help me pull through
La La Lie
This song for a long goodbye
I'm coming back
I'm coming back to my girl
Back to my girl

This song for a long goodbye
I'm coming back to my girl by July

"La La Lie" M/V 

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사용자 삽입 이미지
Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005)  

This is morning
That's when I spend the most time
Thinking 'bout what I've given up
This is a warning
When you start the day just to close the curtains
You're thinking 'bout what I've given up

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Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
This mix could burn a hole in anyone
But it was you I was thinking of

I read your letter
The one you left when you broke into my house
Retracing every step you made
And you said you meant it
And there's a piece of me in every single
Second of every single day
But if it's true then tell me how it got this way

Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I'm writing you a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I rearrange the songs again
This mix could burn a hole in anyone
But it was you I was thinking of

And I can't get to you
I can't get to you
I can't get to you (you, you)

Where are you now?
As I'm swimming through the stereo
I conduct a symphony of sound
Where are you now?
As I'm cutting through you track by track
I swear to God this mix could sink the sun
But it was you I was thinking of

And where are you now?
And where are you now?

And this is my mixed tape for her
It's like I wrote every note
With my own fingers



"Mixed Tape" M/V

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Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005) 

From an empty room on the first floor
As the cars pass by the liqour store
I deconstruct my thoughts at this piano
And it's all that I can do to stay with
All the things I didn't say to you
Before you moved across the country
And from the burning building where I lay
As I watch the stars become the day
The L.A. girls were lacing up their sneakers
They run the boardwalks and the beach
This fishbowl life is all they need
It's everything I needed, too
Until I heard the news

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I'll send this message through the speakers
They told me that you moved
I'll cross this country on a frequency

I'm slipping through, I'm slipping through
I'm slipping into the airwaves
And this is nothing new, you are slipping through
My fingers and into the airwaves
The static's where you'll find me

>From the corner by the studio
The gold-soaked afternoon comes slow
I deconstruct my thoughts and I am walking by
On Third Street, the freakshow thrives
Santa Monica's alive, but
Something's not so right inside
Living with the news

I'll send this message through the speakers
They told me that you moved
I'll cross this country on a frequency

I am slipping through, I am slipping through
I am slipping into the airwaves
(The static's where you'll find me)
And this is nothing new, you are slipping through
My fingers and into the airwaves
Into the airwaves

So hold on, it's gonna be hard day
So hang on, now. Don't panic
Don't panic, there simply is no need

It's gonna be a hard day
It's gonna be a hard day
Don't panic, don't panic
We are hanging here
We are hanging here

I am slipping through, I am slipping through
I am slipping into the airwaves
(The static's where you'll find me)
And this is nothing new, you are slipping through
My fingers and into the airwaves
Into the airwaves

It's gonna be a hard day
(It's gonna be a hard day)
So hang on, now
Don't panic, don't panic
There simply is no need

It's gonna be a hard day
(It's gonna be a hard day)
It's gonna be a hard day
Don't panic, don't panic
We are hanging here

(It's gonna be a hard day)
We are hanging here
(It's gonna be a hard day)
We are hanging here
We are hanging here

"Into The Airwaves" Live in Lincoln, NE (2/10/07)

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Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005)

Oh my God, this hurts like hell
I had that dream again where
I was lost for good in outer space
Tell me, doctor, how to shake
A waking nightmare that is only
Worse when I am sleeping

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Kill the messenger
I swear it's not me
It's just someone I used to know
And get to church cause you're a good girl
And he never told you that
And all I need from you
Could be the thing that
Leaves us both up here forever
I'm gonna send a little rain your way
I'm gonna send a little rain...

It's not so easy, caving in
I walked by your apartment twice today
While you were gone at work
And all the colors got so down
It's not as cold out here
But come quick, I am losing feeling

Kill the messenger
I swear it's not me
It's just someone I used to know
And get to church cause you're a good girl
And he never told you that
And all I need from you
Could be the thing that
Leaves us both up here forever
I'm gonna send a little rain your way
I'm gonna send a little rain, send a little rain

I'm gonna send a little rain to pour down on you
Rain that makes the flowers bloom
Rain to leave you all alone
That keeps eyelashes falling
And wishes washed away

Kill the messenger
I swear it's not me
It's just someone I used to know
And get to church cause you're a good girl
And he never told you that
And all I need from you
Could be the thing that
Leaves us both up here forever
I'm gonna send a little rain your way
I'm gonna send a little rain...
I'm gonna send a little rain your way



"Kill The Messenger" Live Rochetser, NY 2/22/07
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Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005)

Two to one
Static to the sound of you and I
Undone for the last time
And there this was
Hiding at the bottom of your
Swimming pool some September
And don't you think
I wish I could stay
Your lips give you away

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I can hear it, the jet engine
Through the center of the storm
And I'm thinking I'd
Prefer not to be rescued

Two to none
Roads that lead away from this
I'm following myself just this once
And I've got spun
It appears you're spun as well
It happens when you pay attention
This could take all year, but

When it's quiet, does she hear me?
Jettisoned to the center of the storm
And I'm thinking I
Prefer not to be rescued
Oh, I can feel her, she's dying
Just to keep me cool
I'm finally numb, so please
Don't get me rescued... rescued...

And it's unclear
But this may be my last song
Oh, I, I can tell
She's raising hell to give to me
She got me warm
So please don't get me rescued
Oh, say you'll miss me one last time
I'll be strong, but whatever you do
Please don't get me rescued...

'Cause I'm feeling like
I might need to be near you
And I feel alright, so please
Don't get me rescued...


"Rescued" Live 
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Andrew McMahon : Vocals/Piano
Bobby "Raw" Anderson : Guitar/Backup Vocals
Jonathan Sullivan : Bass
Jay McMillan : Drums

Everything In Transit (2005)

She thinks I'm much too thin
She asks me if I'm sick
What's a girl to do
With friends like this
She lets me drive her car
So I can score an eighth
From the lesbians
Out west in Venice

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Oh, California in the Summer
Ah, and my hair is growing long
Fuck yeah, we can live like this

But if you left it up to me
Everyday would be
A holiday from real
We'd waste our weeks
Beneath the sun
We'd fry our brains
And say it's so much fun out here
But when it's all over
I'll come back for another year

I'll look for work today
I'm spilling out the door
Put my glasses on
So no one sees me
I never thought that
I'd be living on your floor
But the rents are high
And LA's easy

Oh, it's a picture of perfection
Ah, and the postcards gonna read
"Fuck yeah we can live like this...
We can live like this"

But if you left it up to me
Everyday would be
A holiday from real
We'd waste our weeks
Beneath the sun
We'd fry our brains
And write it's so much fun out here

Hey Madeline (hey Madeline)
You sure look fine (you sure look fine)
You wore my favorite sweater
Being poor was never better
A safety buzz (A safety buzz)
Some cheap red wine (Some cheap red wine)
Oh, the trouble we can get in
So let's screw this one up right

But if you left it up to me
Everyday would be
A holiday from real
We'd waste our weeks
Beneath the sun
We'd lie and tell our friends
It's so much fun out here
But when it's all over
I'll come back for another year

When it's all over
I'll come back for another
When it's all over
I'll come back for another year



"Holiday From Real" Live in Lincoln, NE on the West Coast Winter Tour 
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