Banana

Finally, something a little recent. I wrote this for my band in San Diego.

I'll let you take what you want from the song. The title needs some explaining, though. It has absolutely no connection to the song. During band practice, we were always very easily distracted. Sometimes to get everyone's attention, I would say something really absurd (and really loud) into the microphone. Once I yelled "I am a banana" before this song and it did the trick. From then on, whenever we started this song, I would yell "banana." And the name stuck. Even after the band broke up.

Banana

there must have been a time we knew what we wanted
but here i am barely keeping my head afloat above this
sinking city - ready or not - pins and needles - here it comes
this ends tonight, this ends tonight!

we are artists, are we waiting for muses?
...this is not amusing, waiting for our masterpiece.

let me touch, let me taste.
let me lose. let me waste
my last breath to tell you my name.
let me find something obscene.
let me lust. just let me be.
i'm incomplete.

blinded by hindsight. these city lights, they burn my eyes
and no one wants to listen anymore
confused by the scene... of sweet uncertainty
this carnival, it ends tonight!

we are artists, are we waiting for muses?
...this is not amusing, waiting for our masterpiece.

let me touch, let me taste.
let me lose. let me waste
my last breath to tell you my name.
let me find something obscene.
let me lust. just let me be.
i'm incomplete.

somewhere scribbled on a napkin...
...are words that can change the world.

let me touch, let me taste.
let me lose. let me waste.
let me find something obscene.
let me lust, just let me be.
let me miss, let me lie,
let me blur between the lines.
let me trust, let me try.
let me pretend. don't ask me why.
i'm incomplete.
i'm incomplete.
i'm incomplete.
i'm incomplete.