Wish The Time Away

by Danny Saucedo

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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?)
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05:25
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.
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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
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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
5.
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
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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
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05:39
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

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released March 16, 2015

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

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At times humorous and always heartfelt, singer-songwriter Danny Saucedo crafts unique songs that explore love, friendship, identity, and mental health.

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