The Men Of A Thousand Excuses

by The Tomorrow File

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about

"Dan Lewis is an artist with breadth and depth. He writes whimsical fantasies, deep, resonant tragedies, and everything in between with an unerring touch for melody and musical experimentalism. There's just not enough of this stuff out there anymore." - Gilbert Neal

"Soulful, heartfelt music and vocals, with pristine production. Dan's knowledge of music is encyclopedic and his songs reflect it, showing influences from progressive rock to folk to electronica, served in a tasty combo." - J. Ted Potter

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released August 1, 2012

All songs written and performed by Daniel J.S. Lewis unless otherwise indicated.

Recorded and Mixed by Daniel J.S. Lewis at Dead Dog Studio.

Copyright 2012 CV Music. All rights reserved.

Cover design by Richard Kegler of P22 Type Foundry, Buffalo NY.

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Track Name: My Brother Called
My brother called to tell me something
Said "Listen, now I could be wrong"
My brother called to tell me something
"Now is the time to be strong"

Way up high and far away
I remember her young and wild and free
My brother called
My brother called

My brother called to tell me something
"I just can't take any more"
My brother called to tell me something
"There's nothing to be sorry for"

Way up high, in clarity
I remember her young and wild and free
My brother called
My brother called

I guess she was a teacher
I guess she was a lesson to be learned
She built a house of paper
While the room around her burned
And when that day came
I was nowhere to be found
Track Name: Terrible Beauty
There by the water
Where I first saw you
Slowly steps the ploughman
Leaning heavy like a rose

Take my hand, we'll live in beauty

Oh how I want you
By the moon, the stars and water
Dock-leaves on the Ulster cross
I would break my heart for you

Take my hand, we'll live in beauty

We'll watch the sun rise up across the heather and the rain (early morning dew)
There'll be more than enough for the both us to be a family, too

Take my hand, we'll live in beauty

We'll watch the sun rise up across the heather and the rain (early morning dew)
There'll be more than enough for the both us to be a family, too

Take my hand, we'll live in beauty

Time like a sun
Lights pale one by one
I am fallen like the walls of Troy
Here to burn for you
Track Name: Christina
Christina, I can see her
In the sun and the stars and the moon
Christina, can you see her?
Angels are here then they're gone too soon

There was a time when I'd say
Let the evening fall
Now it's breaking me down
After all

Christina, I can hear her
In the wind and the rain and the stream
Christina, can you hear her?
All alone here in this dream

There was a time when I'd say
Let the evening fall
Now it's breaking me down
After all

Can you tell her that she'll never be alone?
Can you help her find her way back home?
We take you everywhere we go

Christina, I can feel her
In the warmth, in my arms, in the sun
Christina, do you feel her?
Together she shines on
Track Name: Mouthful Of Clay
Woke up this morning with a mouthful of clay
The same, the same as yesterday
What do you think I did when faced with this grave matter?
Red-blooded and hormonally charged, I smashed it with a hammer

The clay began to grow and swell
That's when I noticed that sickly smell
The visions of the hospital flattened me like a Mack truck
Try as I did, I couldn't help but wonder:
Was it just a hard fuck?

Let me tell you more about this thing
The clay was sealed up in a wedding ring
Visions of clay green and blue
Damned if that clay didn't look just like you

What's going on behind my back?
Is it a break or is it just a crack?
Is it just noblesse oblige
Dispensed to a lowly sort like me?

What's going on? I'd like to know
Is it tangible, will it ever show?
The sun will rise to bite my eyes
Over the grave of romance I will eulogize

And she says nothing lasts forever
But I don't want to hear that shit
Pins and needles burn within
And I always seem to relish it
Track Name: Face On The Floor
I feed the face on the floor
Three times a day or more
So it came as no surprise
When the face rolled it's eyes
Around it's head and down it's chin
I watched as the eyes went into
A hole at the bottom of the floor
Out the door and to a store
To get some more food for the face
Who'd begun to spew all over the place

Please let me feed the face on the floor
Insane allegory just to say I don't want to go to war

When the face came to later on
I realized how far things had gone
He'd begun to grow a leg or two
A chest, some things, a forearm, too
It sprouted up an M16
To implement the american dream
This may seem funny, but don't you dare laugh
This might be the way I stay out of the draft!

Please let me feed the face on the floor
Insane allegory just to say I don't want to go to war
Track Name: PRISM (of)
We are in a courtyard, flashing color and dancing eyes
Pretending to smoke cigarettes beneath the shuttered sky

Prism of darkness (we wonder: is this all there is?)
Cages of light (never, no, never, no, never!)

Safe in your tin can armor, but inside you're virgin white
And it's the sound of thunder that keeps you up all night

Prism of darkness (we wonder: is this all there is?)
Cages of light (never, no, never, no, never!)

Distant scents and photographs
We are who we think we are
Trees low above our heads
Our compass the Morning Star

You said you came to see me, and that nothing is what it seems
I smile, and nod, and wonder as I slip into a dream on the

Prism of darkness (we wonder: is this all there is?)
Cages of light (never, no, never, no, never!)
Track Name: Sweet Misery
She's a painter of pictures
Of brand new addictions
Now the years begin to show
Her daughter said
"Don't let it go to your head,
just let that wheel roll"

She's a sculptress of missions
Of brand new editions
Drawing Shakespeare on the sheets
When the cold pours gray
No one can take away
All the promises that you keep

Sweet misery, what did you do to me?
When did your wings become so old?
Misery, sweet misery
You never did what you were told

She counts the passing of years
In a young girl's tears
And by the spinning of the clock
Like sand in tea
Or like a branch on the sea
Or like a slowly rusting lock

We never were good friends
But I knew you when
And put candles on your cake
Now you say
You want to make it OK
And wear diamonds on your cheek

Sweet misery, what can you do for me?
How did your wings become so old?
Misery, sweet misery
Track Name: Make It Through The Dark
Faith is the home, the halo and the wonder
Faith is a way to make it through the dark
Faith is the trembling pause between the thunder
Faith is a way to make it through the night
In the night
Track Name: In The Wide Of The Sky
Instrumental
Track Name: The Ones
Unwalled thunder covering
Skating lullabyes
By the stacks a parallax
The Chosen say goodbye
Track Name: Kings
Instrumental
Track Name: Broken
I'm broken
Nothing more to say
I'm broken
Thrown it all away

It's funny how time moves
When you win, you lose

I'm broken
Track Name: The Massing Of Daisy
Wheels of stone mark the ways of my living
And wheels of stone mark my home
Here is my song, a gift for the giving
A story as stark as chipped bone

Father and me, two small ships on the sea
Green grassy hills for my foam
Then mother's heart failed, and the coffin was nailed
Leaving us with the wheat all alone

Sweet breeze washing all that I see
From this window now old and gray
An old woman's tune
Waxing pale like the moon.
Track Name: The Gods Hit The Bricks
The Gods hit the bricks now its raining injustice
And we're soaking it in through our skin like sunshine
Like Domitian hacked into hundreds of pieces
There is a logic in this

Show me why is it that I should
Matter more than one drop of blood?

I see crystalized wisdom ossified in the heavens
But pulling rabbits from hats is like sand the gearbox
I see tenderness dangling from a gutted out ribcage
There is a logic in this

Show me why is it that I should
Matter more than one drop of blood?

Is it really such a hard luck story?
August majesty
The sin is coming down in buckets
Even if I wanted to I just don't know how to stop it
This is the just reward
For arrogant souls
Track Name: It Hurts To Be An Apostrophe
It hurts to be an apostrophe
In someone's life who claimed they once loved me
A trivial nothing who turned out to be
The product of carnality

It hurts to be a footnote when
You become part of the slagheap of available men
A name, a face, a place in time
And to think I thought you were mine

Give back what you took
I'm bleeding, mama, will you take a look?
You turned me into something that I've never been
A man among beasts, and a beast among men

It hurts to be an apostrophe
In someone's life who claimed they once loved me
An expendable nothing that couldn't stack up
Lies of size and a 34-B cup

It hurts to be a colon when
The screw in your ass goes right up to your neck
A question mark would suite me fine
I may be sensitive but I'm not blind

Give back what you took
I'm bleeding, mama, will you take a look?
You turned me into something that I've never been
A man among beasts, and a beast among men

It hurts to be an apostrophe
In someone's life who claimed they once loved me
Something still persists, something doesn't add up
Was it me? Were we really in love?

It hurts me deeply, it hurts me bad
I can't begin to tell you how it makes me sad
You left like you planned and you think its fine
And to think I thought you were mine.