Me 2 Go
from The Backroom by Mark Hart
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Words: K. Segall / Vowel Play Music, BMI
Music: M. Hart / Take Hart Music, ASCAP
Music: M. Hart / Take Hart Music, ASCAP
lyrics
I should have got the message
When you built a 6-foot wall
Across our bedroom, made of
Fractured parts of babydolls
And set my hiking boots on fire
And spray-painted my skis
As I prayed for salvation
In the hallway on my knees
Then you dosed my gecko
With a psychedelic stew
He’s got this blank expression
He could only get from you
My truck is in the bathtub
Well, the front half of it is
The back’s in chunks around the yard
My rear end’s in the breeze
These times, in time
Will fall into perspective
For now it’s just enough
To know the parts we know
For now it’s far too loud
To be reflective
For now it’s just enough
To know it’s time for me to go
The mailman came and called the cops
Who placed a call to SWAT
Who broke down our front gate
Of iron that was wrought
I’m wrought, myself, and riven
As I contemplate the end
I’m leaving my piano here
Please treat it like a friend
These times, in time
Will fall into perspective
For now it’s just enough
To know the parts we know
For now it’s far too loud
To be reflective
For now it’s just enough
To know it’s time for me to go
I hope someday to look at these proceedings
As through a lens that softens the harshest blows
But now, now my money’s on retreating
It’s time for me to go
These times, in time
Will fall into perspective
For now it’s just enough
To know the parts we know
For now it’s far too loud
Hard to be reflective
Now it’s just enough
To know it’s time for me to go
When you built a 6-foot wall
Across our bedroom, made of
Fractured parts of babydolls
And set my hiking boots on fire
And spray-painted my skis
As I prayed for salvation
In the hallway on my knees
Then you dosed my gecko
With a psychedelic stew
He’s got this blank expression
He could only get from you
My truck is in the bathtub
Well, the front half of it is
The back’s in chunks around the yard
My rear end’s in the breeze
These times, in time
Will fall into perspective
For now it’s just enough
To know the parts we know
For now it’s far too loud
To be reflective
For now it’s just enough
To know it’s time for me to go
The mailman came and called the cops
Who placed a call to SWAT
Who broke down our front gate
Of iron that was wrought
I’m wrought, myself, and riven
As I contemplate the end
I’m leaving my piano here
Please treat it like a friend
These times, in time
Will fall into perspective
For now it’s just enough
To know the parts we know
For now it’s far too loud
To be reflective
For now it’s just enough
To know it’s time for me to go
I hope someday to look at these proceedings
As through a lens that softens the harshest blows
But now, now my money’s on retreating
It’s time for me to go
These times, in time
Will fall into perspective
For now it’s just enough
To know the parts we know
For now it’s far too loud
Hard to be reflective
Now it’s just enough
To know it’s time for me to go
credits
from The Backroom,
released May 6, 2014
Mark Hart: guitars, keyboards, bass & vocals
Jesse Siebenberg: drums
Amy Keys, Connie Jackson & Tracy Schell: background vocals
Mark Hart: guitars, keyboards, bass & vocals
Jesse Siebenberg: drums
Amy Keys, Connie Jackson & Tracy Schell: background vocals
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May 2014 -
Jul 2009
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