Glen Phillips Lyrics
Unreleased songs
The songs listed below have either been posted as MP3s at Glen's official site or have been played at Glen concerts. Some of them are rumored to be prime candidates for inclusion on Glen's next album.
I've done my best to transcribe the lyrics, but I'm sure I've made a mistake or three. Please e-mail me if you have any corrections.
All my life I've disappeared
Tell myself it would get better
So my wife you leave me here
Chapel Perilous I enter
All the blessings of the world
Could not heal the sadness in me
As poppies in the light unfurl
So might I have truth shine near me
Take me
Guide my hand
Take me in
The hand that left its mark on me
Is the only hand to heal me
All the doors to paradise
Are guarded, gated, all locked to me
Take me
Guide my hand
Take me in
And the mouth that took the breath
from me
Left my tongue a burning desert
I must kiss so hard it bleeds
I will bring the rains to wet
it
Take me
Guide my hand
Take me in
Here in Chapel Perilous
Kings are made and lives are ended
I will learn to trust my love
Until the bonds we severed
Are mended
Take me
Guide my hand
Take me in
Easier
I am the son of a soap opera town
Mayberry rebel, a middle-class clown
And you were the backflip
Doe-eyed tree-climbing angel from heaven
Who finally came down
And I never thought that I could
be
Getting my gray hair with you beside me
And there's something I'm blind to but you still see
But it couldn't be better I know
And it shouldn't be easier, oh
Should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall
I want to be the toy in your cereal
box
I want to be Carter in your peace talks
I want to get almost too familiar
But still notice the way that you walk
And if you said you were going away
I'd run on the tarmac
And I would lay down in front of the plane
Just to get you to stay
'Cause it couldn't be better I know
And it shouldn't be easier, oh
I should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall
Got everything I ever wanted here
Everything and damn this constant fear
Sure we're going to lose it all
Just waiting for the other boot to fall
And if you thought I could be replaced
I wouldn't just stop with an ear
I would cut off my whole fucking face
Just to make my point clear
That it couldn't be better I know
And it shouldn't be easier, oh
I should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall
Waiting for the other boot to fall
Do I make you better still?
And isn't that what brought us here?
Making some excuse will get us both nowhere
Life is never easy but it's almost fair
There is nothing that doesn't matter
There is nothing that doesn't matter
Every word is a seed that you scatter
There is nothing that doesn't matter
Shut your mouth and just be with
me
We throw stones all too easily
Every angry word is like a cigarette
A moment of relief
The nail in your chest
It's better to never start
It's better to follow your heart
There is nothing that doesn't matter
There is nothing that doesn't matter
Everything matters
Lay down here right next to me
And we'll forgive every little thing
Every thoughtless word and every selfish need
I will carry you and you will carry me
'Cause there is nothing that doesn't
matter
There is nothing that doesn't matter
Every word is a seed that you scatter
There is nothing that doesn't matter
Everything matters
Gabriel, listen
I'm in need of a friend
Gabriel, would you listen?
Faith
alone is a prison
But I can't sleep with the fallen
Gabriel, would you listen?
If you are here, then let me see
I need you now, please don't leave me
Gabriel wouldn't listen
You will speak for the father
But who will speak for the others?
The widow, son, and the mother
I'm so far now from heaven
But I've a question to send him
Gabriel, listen
The church is fallen
The priests are hardened
These are your workers
Then is all this love, this earth
This good forsaken. . .
Gabriel,
listen
I'm in need of a friend
Gabriel, would you listen?
Faith alone is a prison
So I am one of the fallen
Gabriel wouldn't listen
Gabriel wouldn't listen
Dad's in the garage
In a cardboard box
Some would think it was wrong
But I say it's not
Dad's in the garage
Place of legend and fable
He'll be missed, but not lost
Just as long as he's labeled
Gonna raise my kids well
Give 'em what he gave me
So if they ask you
Just tell them I'll be
Out in my garage
We had 43 boxes of textbooks on physics
20-odd more on parapsychology
Well there's DTP's papers, DTP's projects
Just one lonely box simply marked DTP
Gonna raise my kids well
Give 'em what he gave me
So if they ask you
Just tell them I'll be
Out in my garage
I sit on the bed watching evening
descend
With a fist full of marigolds
And the dim light is traced on your skeleton face
Your hands are impossibly cold
Close my eyes to see if I can feel
you in the air
Want to breathe you in me
It makes me dizzy
But there's nobody there
Now I'm washing your feet
I pull on your clothes
And I hide all your pills away
But my criminal mind is on women and wine
As they finally drag you away
I want to write you letters
All apologies and praise
I could've loved you better
But now I'll never have any chance again
Though you would forgive me
You are nowhere near me
So I sit on your bed watching morning
come in
Holding poppies and marigolds