Imaginary Lines

             IMAGINARY LINES

          Produced by Ric Albano


IMAGINARY LINES 33
Imaginary Line 33, Disc Two
Disc Two
  1.   The Fool's Overture
  2.   She Said
  3.   Keep Doing What You Do
  4.   The Last Man to Walk Alone
 5.  You Sure Were Fun
  6.   33 Shots at Louis
  7.   Believe
  8.   A New Religion
  9.   The Cup
 10.   The Old Man In the Sea
 11.   Twilight of Innocence
 12.   Here On the Beach
 13.   Naked
 14.   Deuce
 15.   Half Hearted
 16.   Long Way Home
Imaginary Line 33, Disc One
Disc One
  1.   Crimson, White, & Indigo
  2.   Sister Josephine
  3.   Rubicon
  4.   Princess of Pearl Avenue
  5.   999 Escape
  6.   Tommy's Got a Gun
  7.   Can't Get My Mojo Risin'
  8.   Ashes
  9.   The Phoenix
 10.   Good Friday
 11.   Perfect Light
 12.   Lorelei
 13.   33 Flames for Mary
 14.   Anthem
 15.   Donovan's Dread
 16.   Peace
 17.   One
 


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The Last Man to Walk Alone
Prior Song
You Sure Were Fun
Written: December 19, 2005     Running Time: 4:16
33 Shots at Louis
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  Lyrics

Wanton and wayward
You slipped off your sly boots
Threw the left one through the shower glass
Used the right to kick the truth
And started to sob
And weakly tried to explain where you had been
Where have you been?

Off the cusp of the road beneath the solitary pine
On the solitary hillside, logging "solitary" time
You assured me that this was just a phase
For you were still young
And you sure were fun

We drifted together into this new grown-up world
I’d play the cool, grown-up guy
You’d play the lewd, grown-up girl
Not that your unchaste demeanor -
Would be the worst thing that you’d ever do –
Though that you’d do!

It was your devoted eminence
Of those derogatory "friends"
With their derogatory means
Towards derogatory ends
And your near-quantum failure to ever grasp
Just where I was coming from
But you sure were fun

It's the biggest blast, wooded beer barrel bash
In at least five years
And you declare that you got to be there
Despite your legal age
These are neo teenage peers
But you can't see that you're just a washed-up fool
Some amusement, not the party legend you think
So you proceed with this inane masquerade
And wash away your soul with every arduous drink

With every arduous drink
You've left no margin to think
As you slowly inch to the brink
The brink- it's buffer is starting to shrink
It’s incense is starting to stink
And you really need to get out
Get out!

You launch some deaf appeals
That you've got no wheels
And you really feel the need to steal some

Drunk and diluted you lifted some keys
Purged yourself of some fluid
Groped your way through the trees
And climbed in that pickup
For one final, truncated joy ride
Enjoy the ride!

Soon you flew off the road
Towards some stationary rocks
Impending your future is stationary in a box
Had you ever conceived of such atonement -
For the way your life was run?
But you sure were fun
Yeah, you sure were fun

 
Produced by Ric Albano
Engineered by Bret Alexander

Recorded starting on April 13, 2007
at Saturation Acres Studio, Danville, Pa.

Performers
Ric Albano - Piano, Bass, Vocals
Erik Trabert - Guitars
Ron Simasek - Drums

Appears on:

  Imaginary Lines 33     Imaginary Lines II  
Track #22Track #5


  Written by
Ric Albano


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Poetry for a Past-Prime Party Girl