Wish The Time Away

by Danny Saucedo

supported by
/
  • Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

     $5 USD  or more

     

1.
2.
05:25
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
05:39

credits

released March 16, 2015

Music and Art by Danny Saucedo
Recorded by students of Ex'pression College of Emeryville

tags

license

all rights reserved

feeds

feeds for this album, this artist

about

Danny Saucedo Berkeley, California

shows

contact / help

Contact Danny Saucedo

Streaming and
Download help

Track Name: Are we there yet?
Adulthood doesn’t come on all at once
It’s the slow accumulation of experience
There’s no instant elevation—you’ve got to earn it!
There’s no destination, honey—there’s just a journey

Here’s me, in the back of the ride, at age 5
Singing, “Are we there yet?”
(Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?)
Nintendo in the den, at age 10
Singing, “Are we there yet?”
(Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?)

I stand before the court
Of the Sacred Order of the Boys I Used to Be
On the charge of dereliction of my destiny
I don’t know how to plead

I won’t defend my deviant ways
How I strayed from all the plans we’ve made
There’s no easy explanation, gentlemen of the jury
There’s no destination, there is just a journey

Here’s me, in search of a scene, at 15
Singing, “Are we there yet?”
(Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?)
Last nights of 19, staring at a blank screen
Typing, “Are we there yet?”
(Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?)

You stand before the court
Of the Sacred Order of the Boys You Used to Be
On the charge of arson-larceny, of burning stolen dreams
How do you plead?

I plead “not guilty”
’Cause you can’t hold a man to a plan he made at 15
But I’ve still done a pretty good job
Of keeping it alive this long

I plead “not guilty”
’Cause you can’t hold a man to a plan he made at 15
But I think I’ve done a pretty good job
Of keeping it alive this long

Here’s me, in the front of your ride, at 25
Singing, “Are we there yet?”
(Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?)
Last days of 29, look at the time
Tell me there’s no there there
There there
There there

(Are we there yet? Are we there yet?)
(Are we there yet? Are we there yet?)
Track Name: Axioms
Step One: you count your eggs before they can hatch
So you know exactly what to expect
Step Two is after that, like dukes or your bootstraps,
You get your hopes up to brace your face for an attack

A watched pot never boils
To the victor go the spoils
A watched pot never boils over the top
My cup is too hot, my cup is too hot
I’ve never had the patience not to burn my tongue
I’ve got to stop and think before I drink the first drop
A watched pot never boils over, I’ll never boil over because
My eyes are always open, my eyes are always open
Always open

Step Three is put the horse behind the cart
To find the rotten apple from the start
Part the wheat from the chaff
And after that it is Step Four: open windows to your core
With a piece of chalk or a knock upon the door

A watched pot never boils
To the victor go the spoils
A watched pot never boils over the top
My cup is too hot, my cup is too hot
I’ve never had the patience not to burn my tongue
I’ve got to stop and think before I drink the first drop
A watched pot never boils over, I’ll never boil over because
My eyes are always open, my eyes are always open
Always open

You know what they say about dreams
They are everything and nothing
They are everything and nothing
You know what they say about dreams
They’re the refuse of the system
They’re your refuge from the system
But do you ever listen? Listen.

Step Five is stay alive, you win if you survive
If you survive
Step Six is get a life, make yourself a life
Protect your light, project your light

A watched pot never boils
To the victor go the spoils
A watched pot never boils over the top
My cup is too hot, my cup is too hot
I’ve never had the patience not to burn my tongue
I’ve got to stop and think before I drink the first drop
A watched pot never boils over, I’ll never boil over
My eyes are always open, my eyes are always open
Always open

You know what they say about dreams
They don’t always say what they mean
Oh, you know what they say about me
I am everything and nothing
I am everything and nothing
You know what they say about dreams
They’re the refuse of the system
They’re your refuge from the system
But do you ever listen? Listen.
Track Name: Thunderstruck
Lightning turns sand to glass
And a mirror is just glass with silver on its back
Oh, I must have made a magic mirror from scratch
For your face to appear
Or how did I get good luck for seven years?

My hands jangle like pennies
And my whole damn life before you was one dark tunnel
And I HELD MY BREATH
As I waited for you to arrive

Oh, how is this my life?
Oh, how’d I get to be this lucky?

Lightning turns sand to glass
And a mirror is just glass with silver on its back
Oh I must have made a magic mirror from scratch
For your face to appear
Or how did I get good luck for seven years?

Must have thrown salt like rice at a wedding
Must have gotten up on the right side of the bedding
All our DREAMS OF LOVE
Are the apple of Fatima’s eye

Oh, how is this my life?
Oh, how’d I get to be this lucky?

Lightning strikes turn sand to glass
The lightning is transformative, the lightning is a blast
Mirrors are reflective and reflection is best done at a quarter to one, or two or three
The image staring back at me is wondering what I did to deserve this winning streak?
A stroke of good luck at last (I’m thunderstruck)
A stroke of good luck at last (I’m thunderstruck)

I must have spit at the right evil spirit
Silent eyelash wish so only your heart’ll hear it
Unbent my HORSESHOE BACK
You shore up the cracks in my life

Seven years is just a slice
Of the rest of our lives
Track Name: Modern Civilization
I don’t like trippin’ alone won’t you travel with me?
Spacecraft made of bones through the galaxy
I make another big rotation baby take a ride on my spaceship

A fricative homophone brake the breakdown
Stop and leave it alone let it bray down
The brae or into an alleyway analogous to the gist of what I say

Who done it and why didn’t they want us to know?
“Anonymous” is an ominous sign of hope
That our acts are backed by providence
It’s evident that the proper response is this:

Knowledge is the great unknown like a galaxy
Any borders or zones are a fallacy
I take my cue from babies and animals connecting words like elements molecules

All ages come to pass so do passages
Dream a path through grass until messages
Form from footsteps and energy to eulogize an elegant elegy

Who done it and why didn’t they want us to know?
“Anonymous” is an ominous sign of hope
That our acts are backed by providence
It’s obvious that the evidence points to this:

A memory of a memory of a mammary gland
Disbursing life like a lion nursing a lamb
Flimflam is magic until you see the strings
It’s tragic to pull back the curtain on everything

Two paths diverged in a wood
I chose neither and I never felt so damn good
If clouds could carry more than thunder and rain
Do you think they would carry on this refrain?

Make another big rotation, baby take a ride on my spaceship
Track Name: A Cabin on the River
Fences make good neighbors and years make bad friends
Do you fear hard labor, the chisel, the pen?
Throw away your compass, just be where you are
Take away the headstones, a graveyard’s a park

Don’t go into the night alone
The stars will walk you home

It’s the time of the year when we tally it up
The time of the night we count the ones we can’t love
We re-tell our tall tales, are we big enough
To snuff the small white whale floating in our cups?

Don’t go into the night alone
The stars will drive you home

Worshipping idols is a proud heritage
The sunlight’s her eyeballs, the valley, the ridge
Judge a book by its cover, a man by his books
The world is far more dangerous than it looks

Don’t go into the night alone
The stars will be your home
Track Name: Mother Always
Waiting for the punchline to come
Trusted that it would before you’d begun
A plan for every situation
’Cause only the prepared can improvise on the run
You don’t have to run
More than you can bear
Nothing is more than you can bear

Waiting for the first shoe to drop
You learned early on they never stop
When the tough gets going, only the tough remain
They’re the only ones who can handle the pain
What’s a little pain?
More than you can bear
Nothing is more than you can bear

The doors all are yours, to open or close
If we’re unsure, Mother always knows
Mother always knows, Mother always

Waiting for the Earth to revolve
Another day’s done as plans evolve
Waiting for the map to unfurl
So you can hold down the corners of the world
Walk across the world
More than you can bear
Nothing is more than you can bear

The doors all are yours, to open or close
There’s more to explore, Mother always knows
The doors all are yours, to open or close
If we’re unsure, Mother always knows
Mother always knows, Mother always
Track Name: Dear Dalí
I was looking for a book that I could lend to Gabe
That would teach him about Dalí
Instead out fell a letter from my first love
The enigmatic melody

It went “…ups and downs…”
“…I’m so glad that I found you…”
“…if something goes wrong
I hope that you’re still around me…”

A welcome home nine years late
Just in time for a ten-year reunion
I don’t have much to say
Except I hope that time heals all wounds

Like “…why won’t she call?”
“…why won’t he leave me alone?”
“…it’s all my fault
And now all hope is lost…”

But it’s not
Oh, time takes a bookmark
And tucks it away until you’re ready
To turn the page

Surreal as it seems
The seams come undone
Sand separates from Sea
And Sky separates from Sun

I was listening to a record that I wrote for you
When I could not remember why
I felt justified to tear you apart tune by tune
When you could never reply

I went “…how could you?”
“…I am the victim…”
“…our love was true
And now it’s ripped asunder…”

I was listening to a love song I sang for you
When I thought about a line
Do all the love songs that once meant so much to me and you
Still haunt you after all this time?

They go “…God only knows…”
“…I may not always love you…”
“…where would I be without you?”
“…I’m so sure about it…” [1]

But I’m not
Oh, time takes a bookmark
And tucks it away until you’re ready
To turn the page

Surreal as it seems
The seams come undone
Sand separates from Sea
And Sky separates from Sun

So I sing this song to Gabe
And think about what remains
Because eventually a love song dies
And eventually so does the pain
But he keeps it alive
And they keep it alive
As long as they care
The love is still there
And even if that’s not true
I’m gonna sing it like is
And even if I don’t love you
I know he will listen to this
But if you keep it alive
Then I’ll keep it alive
As long as we care
The love is still there

But it’s not
Oh, dog-eared and fearful
You’ll get an earful of my story
Until I turn the page