Live in Studio

by Dylan Moses & Friends

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released October 11, 2016

Dylan McGonigle on Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Jace Hughes on Electric Guitar
Andrew Wilson on Keys
Skylar Cowdry on Bass
Bree Plaster on Drums

Recorded at Element Recording Studios in Kansas City
Engineering and mastering by Joel Nanos
Mixing and co-production by Jace Hughes
Music and Lyrics by Dylan McGonigle



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Track Name: Call Me (When It's Done)
It was a worn out day and the pavement ash blew me along the street
When I saw your face it hit me like a lash or a bolt of solid heat
You'd knelt to pray with the tramps in the trash in a dress so white & neat
How could it not leave an impression?
I should've known fate would decide I'd be the next one you'd treat
I should've known it was a lie when I said I was not a cheat
And promised the rainbows of my mind if you could just find me something to eat
How could you resist my desolation?
You might say a downbeat aesthete is more than a bum
I never said that's what I was but the part describes me some
Still wish u hadn't pegged me as one.

Ur prophets protest as they eat filet that you & I were meant to be
They say little jester you're on your way, I find that hard to believe
Though I'm well-dressed I just get depressed over the fat magistrate who knighted me
I did not think much of me
Your parents coo over liver & veal of how we fit so nicely
Like brokedown shoes with a worn out heels their voices flap by me
If it were news that I could steal you for your money, it wouldn't surprise me
How can I convince you not to fight for me?
You might say a rought start and cold heart are things to overcome
Well, it just takes one to fall apart and go back where he's from
I can't be caught playing dumb

The ladies of the night on the boulevard they feel my pain
I used to see them twice to walk the graveyard & echo my refrain
That when I come home there are no lights and my heart starts at the howl of the train
It seems you don't mind going to bed without me
The nuclear rats in the city sewers can drink my champagne
While in the chats of your garden hewers who the hedges they derange
I hear you brag of how I'm living truer, that's a frightful strain
Why do you tell them & not me?
Who's to blame for all these aims that never helped anyone.
It's just a game that makes me say my heart weighs a ton
When I never tried ramblin neath the sun

You'll still have your flock of geese & peasants daughters to attend
So when I get mocked by ur police won't you wait round the bend
There will be the socks of other destitutes to mend
Go to them now and not to me
Ur profiteers/privateers wear hearts on sleeves they're following the trend
Ur old rough muskateers with pipes in teeth, even they comprehend
But it's the balladeers on the corners streets who have my sentiments to vend
Have you not heard the paper boy say to me?
That when the world comes to its end and the dream is undone;
and the hands you lend and money you spend don't make no friends and it's no more fun
to be the one who cranks the sun
(Baby, then its done)

You always thought I was so good, maybe now you know
That when I talked to you in the 'hood' it was not because you were so
appealing to me, no, I just thought I ought to make a show
Of trying to look a little bit happier
But now it strikes me that at the time I was living like a ghost
I could not honestly name my desire for fear I'd offend my host
But just some company in bed and wine was what I wanted the most
But now you won't ever, will u, be much of a drinker?
For being mean and the need to bleed I can't be overcome
I know pettiness & ingratitude don't make for much of a good chum
I'd cheer you for beating that drum

I used to take you round the slums to look for those in want
I used to take you while you'd hum of how my face looked so gaunt
I used to take you for kind of numb to my ghastly holy font
But lately I've been wonderin
Why it was you took me to your arms at all
Why you used all your charms to keep me so small
Was there some harm in my way you didn't want me to befall
What if the harm was just remainin?
You know my heart honey it stays with you
I don't what I'd do with it, anyway, it isn't very true
& I just cannot reckon with the part of me that feels you been used
so please won't you just let me go now?
You'd be right to say it took me just as long to run
As it did for you to go on prentendin I'd ever be won
To the settled life I swore yesterday to shun
O, baby now its done
Track Name: Homes of Mathematicians
In the homes of mathematicians you were what I knew,
Where numbers make you kneel and calculation turns you blue
You were what was for real so I'll sit down and wait for you
(I hope you don't forget to come back for me)

I always wake up dreamin of our moon-lit sacred space
How your dark eyes in relief from the paleness of your face
Were silhouetted like the summers trees, how your words touched me like lace
(I hope that sometimes yer rememberin')

I always wake up seeming so out in the unknown
In this empty bedroom hole, it seems I've never grown
'Cross the street the neighbor trolls drink, shout, n slur & moan
(I hope you'll come take me from here)


That night if I could relive over forever more
And keep your smile to my mind's eye, so mystical and warm
If the film did not break down & die, & the words not fade to lore
(Then I'd have no reason to keep seekin')

Then I could give, to my children to hold
And to say over to their children, “that's how grandpa lost his soul
An tho it is not forbidden, beware when that bell tolls
(For the one who might take you away from you)”

And tho we did not touch, I still felt so near to you
I chase that night we talked till morn, tho the sequels aren't as true
It leaves me hollow & forlorn, your face is one I knew
(But somewhere the thread in my mind was shorn from me to you)


The chances I have not took shake me at the witches hour,
They write me into a book, pitiful and sour
Bereft and feeling overlooked I'd be utterly devoured
(Were it not for the night frogs trillin)

To remind me of the many cries that we must let,
To remind me of the many sighs unuttered yet
& tho some may die on silenced ears and some we may forget
(That's no reason for to cease cease callin)

Now I've got sights to behold, worlds to ramble on,
Fantasy must be played, she greets us at the dawn
For the toils and fruits laid of a day given over & bygone
May be waiting to meet us somewhere
Track Name: Goin' Home (May-Day)
I'm goin home to find myself a love
I'm goin home to break my heart in two
When I get home I'll give the dog a walk
And then I'll send the other have to you
Daddy says he'll cook up something good
I'm goin home to get back on my feet
I jus need to have someplace to go
When I get there this sadness will retreat
Gonna treat myself good, live like I should
Get up when the sun rises, sleep under the stars
It's April after all, it'll be alright

I'm goin home to get my room cleaned up
I'm headed there in time to break it off
Goin home to raise the family cup
And lean back on their arms till I'm well off
I'm goin home for no more than a week
I'm goin home because I lack the strength
To pretend there's a promise I can keep
Or act like I love in the same way
Gonna tell her no lies, cut all my ties
Speak it to her softly now, they find out anyway
It's April after all, it'll be alright

I'm goin home to play fetch with the cat
Goin home to put the dog to sleep
Cannot say I've done this in the past
When I get there what will he think of me?
Mama says she hates this job the most
Clearing out this old and messy house
Every room another set of ghosts
Goin there to see if I can help
Gonna lighten my heart, try and do my part
Become a vegetarian, take the spiders to the yard
April after all

I'm goin home maybe this time is the last
I'm goin home to make myself anew
I'm goin home I hope I don't come back
I hope my old friends notice how I grew
I'm goin where they drink that wine all day
I'm goin home where they got nothin more
than to watch the world from far away
I'm goin to remind them of the poor
And if they say boy you need some employ
that's what all the birds are for, I work with my ears
its april after all

Goin where it doesn't hurt so bad
Gonna try and block out all the hate
The way this dog can't stand it makes me sad
How I left her man it was too late
I'm goin home to watch the blue jays fly
Goin home to sit on the front porch
Gonna let the summer moths roll by
Cause that's when my worries get the worst
And if it don't take, if my mind breaks
Just remember how I was as a little child
Alone with little thoughts.