Bayside Album

When Winter falls
Next year, I'll be holding on
To anything nailed down
As for being patient, with fate and all, it's getting old.
And my mind is slowly changing
I'm calling all my oldest friends,
Saying "sorry for this mess we're in,"
And I'm waiting, waiting
For the Sun to come and melt this snow,
wash away the pain, and give me back control, control.

An angel got his wings,
And we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine.
We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.

Should we still set his plate?
Should we still save his chair?
Should we still buy him gifts?
And if we don't, did we not care?
It makes you think about the life you've led,
Shit you've done, things you've said.
And it's grounding, grounding.
I've been feeling three feet tall this month,
hardly indestructible.
But the snow melts, and the rhythm still goes on.

An angel got his wings,
And we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine.
We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.

Friends stay side by side,
In life and death you've always stole my heart,
You'll always mean so much to me, it's hard to believe this

These nights in vans,
These nights in bars,
Don't mean a thing with empty hearts, with empty hearts.

An angel got his wings,
And we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine.
We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.

Friends stay side by side,
In life and death you've always stole my heart,
You've always meant so much to me, it's hard to believe
So much to me, it's hard to believe
So much to me, it's hard to believe this.

Pound my knuckles hard against the floor
My head against the wall
But I did this to myself
Assume it's just not worth getting back up, but I'll blame it on bad luck
I'll shake responsibility (and say a hard life did this to me)
I spent some time in a bad place at 18, wishing I could see something through clear eyes
Do you ever wake up to realize your life is meaningless?
Does it give you strength or lead you to your grave at a young age?
It seems that when I ran away from my past all my dignity, my faith, my pride got left back
And now I think it's time that I realize self pity's meaningless
Though I'm 10 feet deep, I'll claw my way back out from in my grave
But now I realize I'd give anything I have to walk a day in those old shoes
Wondering what my first smoke would be like, my first fuck, my next fuck up
Or the next band that would change my life and it changed my life

I'm in over my head
From confidence to self doubt in 60 seconds
Storming stages and stereos from here to there, trying to prove that I belong
Trying to win approval from people that I don't know
And I look so strong when the weight of all the world don't take it's toll
I'd choose my sides if I believed in what was right, but I'm all wrong
I'm not larger than life, I'm not taller than trees
Do I mean what I say? I just have this disease where I never go home
I can never go home
Never telling the truth about how this life eats away
Not admitting I'm fake and I'm questioning whether this whole thing is worth it to die poor and all alone
Just don't tell me that this doesn't mean the world, cause my ears would bleed and my heart would hit the floor

My friend,
You're always the last one to leave
Those dimly lit rooms.
Making sure the last glass makes its way to the table empty.
And every bottle in the place
Has been upside down
At least a few times what a waste.
Is this what's left of you these days?

You're not eighteen anymore.
Five years should have been,
enough time for you to grow up and get over this.
Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick
from what you might have done or done it with.

And I swear if I could take your pain
And frame it and hang it on my wall,
Maybe you would never have to hurt it all.
Painting pictures in red and blue.

A portrait bruise just like you
And now you're walking away.

You're not eighteen anymore.
Five years should have been,
enough time for you to grow up and get over this.
Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick from what you might of done.

When is enough, finally enough?

The hang-ups and the heartbreaks get you past.
Our failures lay down but just accept yourself.
Find some thing that brings you closer to complete.

Painting pictures in red and blue.
A portrait bruise just like you and now you're walking away.

You're not eighteen anymore.
Five years should have been,
enough time for you to grow up and get over this.
Not too cool to be throwing up all morning sick
From what you might of done or done it with.

When is enough, finally enough?
When is enough, finally enough?

(feat. Josh Caterer)

[Originally by Smoking Popes]

[Anthony Raneri of Bayside]
Butter on a summer day
When she's around
I was on the tracks
When the gates came down
When suddenly I recognized
Those bloodshot rearview mirror eyes as mine

And I heard that whistle call my name
And I almost drove away
But Megan I had a feeling that you would be on that train
So I just waited there for you

[Josh Caterer of Smoking Popes]
Caught a ride to another town
Where the air was clean
And the sun never goes down
Everyone was standing in a line
Between the landing and the stairs

I heard somebody call my name
I almost climbed the stairs
But Megan I had a feeling that someday you'd meet me there
So I just waited there for you

[Anthony]
Butter on a summer day
When I hear your name
It's a dream that never came true
So I sat down on the tracks
And waited for a train to take me back to you

And somebody came and took my hand
And I finally had to go
But Megan I just want you to know
That I waited as long as I could

I'm butter on a summer day when she's around

It's getting cold
Thought it was too soon to tell but it was terribly old and as the heartbeat slows to a heartless crawl
The lights went out, The lights went out and darkness filled the house on tiring night under a Long Island sky
I thought I'd known the consequence, but sweetness, can you believe this? This mess we've made of it
This mess we've made of it
In years to come it might make sense, but sweetness, did you foresee this?
Just what's become of us?
What's become of us?
If you hear this and you think you're ready, then meet me in Montauk where we'll write out in the sand
Here lies the destiny of 2 hurt souls afraid to be cured again
That could be our epitaph

I'm trying to create something that's not there.
A spark I saw. A bomb is really just a means to an end.
I was just so happy to be out of my shell again,
don't think that I really cared for who or what.
I'll just have to keep myself shut.

If you're not ready, you're not ready.
Please stop acting like you are.

How could I know
that everything you say are lies about devotion and desire?
I know the spark inside your eyes
was just the match I used to set myself on fire.

My mouth's shooting blanks.
This situation's unbearable,
I've gotten vulnerable.
Now anyone is free to waltz right in.
My temple's been invaded
and there's nobody guarding it.
All over this lonely life,
but what's so wrong with being all alone?
Alone's the only way I've ever known.

If you're not ready, you're not ready.
Please stop acting like you are.

How could I know
that everything you say are lies about devotion and desire?
I know the spark inside your eyes
was just the match I used to set myself on fire.

I'm pleading cause this kills and it's still bleeding.
My darling I'm taking my life back to start healing.

How could I know
that everything you say are lies about devotion and desire?
I know the spark inside your eyes
was just the match I used to set myself on fire

[Originally by Elliot Smith]

Baby Britain feels the best
Floating over a sea of vodka
Separated from the rest
Fights problems with bigger problems
Sees the ocean fall and rise
Counts the waves that somehow didn't hit her
Water pouring from her eyes
Alcoholic and very bitter
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help until you start
We knocked another couple back
The dead soldiers lined up on the table
Still prepared for an attack
They didn't know they'd been disabled
Felt a wave, a rush of blood
You won't be happy 'til the bottle's broken
And you're out swimming in the flood
You kept back you kept unspoken
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help until you start
You got a look in your eye
When you're saying goodbye
Like you wanna say hi

The light was on but it was dim
Revolver's been turned over
And now it's ready once again
The radio was playing "crimson and clover"
London bridge is safe and sound
No matter what you keep repeating
Nothing's gonna drag me down
To a death that's not worth cheating
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
I can't help until you start
For someone half as smart you'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart

Tony, your life's not over,
but you've given up all you lived for.
Put the bottle down and fix the thing you ran from.
Do you say what you really mean?
Are you really how you're perceived to be?
If the lights go out tomorrow,would you know?

[Chorus:]
I don't wanna call your family and tell them to build a coffin,
because their oldest son just overdosed on pills.
You've got a red glare in your eyes,
and the sky outside your door's a blacker blue.
I hate to see what's become of you.

Tony, it's just a stick in the spokes.
It's not too late for you to find your way home,
because your friends are still here,
and your family's where you left them.
So put on a clear head and try it out for a ride,
because you're better than this and you can better your life.
You can't choose your father,
we're suffering together.

[Chorus]

You're getting closer to the end of your rope.
I never thought you'd let yourself get so cold.
But lately I've been thinking about the things I said to you,
and now I need to prove that
I didn't mean it when I said, that you were dead to me.
You mean the world to me.

[Chorus]

Drink up beautiful.
I spiked your cup with angst and a heart attack,
'cause I've got so much trapped
It's all because of you.
So I figured you might like some back.

And when I see her
I'll tell her what's been on my mind
all these sleepless nights.
She'll recite her excuses
Put my tail between these legs of mine
like I do all the time.

I can't live my life
knowing you'll be in his arms each time I blink my eyes.
Know what goes on behind my back every night,
afraid I'll never leave,
afraid I'll never know what's good for me.

And when I see her
I'll tell her what's been on my mind
all these sleepless nights.
She'll recite her excuses
Put my tail between these legs of mine
like I do all the time.

And now you say that,
you say you love me.
Well I may have your heart,
he has your body.
And now you swear that you're being honest,
but you're not honest,
and you never could be.

And when I see her
I'll tell her what's been on my mind
all these sleepless nights.
She'll recite her excuses
Put my tail between these legs of mine
like I do all the time.