Born Under

Lie to Me

Woke up this morning
A strange feeling hanging over me
Took me a minute
To recognize possibility
From somewhere way back
Came long-gone memories of wide-eyed days
I was a good boy
And I lived under a kind sun’s rays

Walk to the kitchen
Drink some coffee, my heart kicks in
I need a plan here
I’ve been reborn
Where do I begin?

Won’t be long ’til the clouds move in
Black dog days begin
So be it baby, that’s O.K.
Because it’s clear
Clear skies today

So just lie to me baby
Don’t say a word that will ruin this day
It’s not that often
That I that I can feel the world turn my way

Won’t be long ’til the clouds move in
Black dog days begin
So be it baby, that’s O.K.
Because it’s clear
Clear skies today

So just lie to me baby
Don’t say a word that will ruin this day
It’s not that often
That I that I can feel the world turn my way

Lie to me baby…

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Drums:
• Noah Levy
• B3 Organ:
• Steve McKinstry
• Vocals:
• Kristin Mooney
• Guitar:
• Danny Murphy
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

Something's Gotta Happen

What kind of man am I?
When the going gets tough
And I just hang my head and cry
See you running for the bus
You’re six months pregnant
Your clothes don’t fit
I think my heart is going to bust

We need things that I can’t buy
We lay in bed at night
And I pretend I don’t hear you cry
God, I hate myself this way
But I swear I’m paralyzed
Anymore I don’t know what to do or say

Something’s got to happen
Something’s got to break
Because I’m not that strong
And I’ve had more
Much more than I can take

You didn’t bargain for this
For a sixty dollar ring
An ‘I do’ and a kiss
You get a fucked-up man like me
Beaten, broke and weak
And unable to even say sorry

Something’s got to happen
Something’s got to break
Because I’m not that strong
And I’ve had more
Much more than I can take

You know, I do believe
What I really want
Is for you to make me leave
God, I hate myself this way
But I swear I’m paralyzed
Anymore I don’t know what to do or say

Something’s got to happen
Something’s got to break
Because I’m not that strong
And I’ve had more
Much more than I can take

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Drums:
• Ken Callahan
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Mandolin:
• J Keyser
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• B3 Organ:
• Steve McKinstry
• Vocals:
• Tim O'Reagan
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

East Side Boys

They grew up on the side of town
Where the Christmas lights hung all year ‘round
And the sidewalks went unshoveled
And the dogs barked all night long
They were skinny and they were mean
Had parents that were never seen
Their hair was always longer
And their shirts were always tight

We knew we’d never get to know them
We knew we’d never try
Those East Side Boys seemed further from us
Than any star that hung up in the sky

Those East Side Boys never seemed to eat
They just smoked cigarettes across the street
They stared down at the sidewalk
Came to classes late
On conference days it was always the same
Those East Side parents never came
They never read their stories
Saw their artwork on the wall

Once they hit the High School
Around grade nine or ten
One-by-one they’d disappear
We’d never see those East Side Boys again

They grew up on the side of town
Where the Christmas lights hung all year ‘round
And the sidewalks went unshoveled
And the dogs barked all night long
Friday nights it was always the same
They didn’t go to prom or football games
They wandered through the hallways
Like inmates killing time

We knew we’d never get to know them
We knew we’d never try
Those East Side Boys seemed further from us
Than any star that hung up in the sky

East Side Boys…

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Background Vocals:
• Chris Cunningham
• Background Vocals:
• Johnny Hermanson
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Drums:
• Noah Levy
• B3 Organ:
• Steve McKinstry
• Guitar:
• Dan Neale
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

Falling Sky

I know right now
Things don’t seem bad
You don’t understand
What makes me feel so sad
Well, either do I
Hard as I try
It eludes me

Please believe me
When I say it’s not you
It’s nothing you said
There’s nothing you can do
It’s just deep-seated fears
From uncertain years
That haunt me

I grew up under a falling sky
Trying not to make waves
Trying hard not to cry
Long summer days
Wound up so tight
It’s a hundred degrees
We’re sitting on dynamite

Uncertain years
They took their toll
Left behind
This scared, sad soul
Afraid of bad news
And all I could lose
In an instant

Everyday
I forget a little more
Let a few more ghosts
Drift out that door
There were minor crimes
But given the times
All’s forgiven

We were sailing on an unsteady ship
Staying perfectly still
So nothing would tip
So afraid and all I could think
Is that I’d be the weight
That would cause this boat to sink

I grew up under a falling sky
Trying not to make waves
Trying hard not to cry
Long summer days
Wound up so tight
It’s a hundred degrees
We’re sitting on dynamite

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Accordion:
• Jon Duncan
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Drums:
• Noah Levy
• B3 Organ:
• Steve McKinstry
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

Problem Solved

She is the one who’s always wrong
She always felt that she was weak
And he caught on

She will bend until she breaks
The shit he gives she always takes
She’s not stupid, she’s just scared
To be alone

She feels her world grow smaller every day
The few friends that she had have drifted away
She learned long ago the way things work
When a coward is involved
Just sail the white flag
There, the problem’s solved

Her high school friends have long stopped calling
They know exactly what she’ll say
Some other time, some other night
Some other day

She feels her world grow smaller every day
The few friends that she had have drifted away
She learned long ago the way things work
When a coward is involved
Just sail the white flag
There, the problem’s solved

Still, nothing’s ever solved

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Lap Steel:
• Randy Broughten
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• B3 Organ:
• Jon Duncan
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Drums:
• Noah Levy
• B3 Organ:
• Steve McKinstry
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

Cross My Heart

All our lives we’ve lived in debt
A jar of change our safety net
This hand-to-mouth is growing old
It’s time to play your hand or fold

To have a dream is not enough
You make it work or give it up
You deserve much more than this
Precious things need good lucks kiss

Cross my heart and hope to die
This time I’ll do more than try
This time I’ll do, do for you
Just for you

We’ve been dreaming about a home
It’s always warm and all our own
A front doorknob that’s made of brass
We’ll change the storms and cut the grass

Cross my heart and hope to die
This time I’ll do more than try
This time I’ll do, do for you
Just for you

Cross my heart and hope to die
This time I’ll do more than try
This time I’ll do, do for you
Precious you

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Piano:
• Karen Grotberg
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Drums:
• Noah Levy
• Vocals:
• Kristin Mooney
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

Lay This Down Gently

Lay this down gently
I’m feeling unstable
Closer to glass
Than to concrete or stone
I’ll deal with this somehow
As best as I’m able
You’ve drained me of trust
And you’ve left me alone

You played on my fears
And I feigned to be blind
I guess I’m a fool
For not drawing some line

Just spare me the clichés
How things will be better
Don’t you dare claim
That you understand me
These words that you offer
Under cover of kindness
Are selfish, not selfless
And that’s plain to see

I thought you would change
That you’d settle down
How much did you think I would swallow
To keep you around?
To keep you around

You played on my fears
And I feigned to be blind
I guess I’m a fool
For not drawing some line

Right now I am calm
The rage will come later
I’ll deal with this in my own time
My own way
Right now pack your bags
And walk out that door
It takes time for the healing
Then I’ll hear what you say

I thought you would change
That you’d settle down
How much did you think I would swallow
To keep you around?
To keep you around

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Drums:
• Noah Levy
• B3 Organ:
• Steve McKinstry
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

Summer Kind of Sad

The first night that we met
I passed out on your floor
In the morning you were holding me tight
I knew trouble was in store

Couldn’t shake you with my drinking
Couldn’t lose you with my lies
Seems the less that I gave you
The more that I’d hurt you
The harder you’d try

You didn’t know any other way
Love meant that you had to stay

So your Daddy was a drinker
Did he pull your chain too tight?
I ain’t no Freud, but there has to be a reason
Why I’m your Mr. Right

Standing here, nothing left to say
Always knew it would end this way

We’ve got that summer kind of sad, baby
It doomed us from the start
Now I’m drinking like crazy
Trying to release the guilt
That’s trapped in my heart

You’ve got a quiet way of crying
Your heart holds back too much
You’re too quick to forgive
You’re too quick to give
An ‘it’s all right’ touch
And I know what your gonna say
True love don’t just walk away

We’ve got that summer kind of sad, baby
It doomed us from the start
Now I’m drinking like crazy
Trying to release the guilt
That’s trapped in my heart

We’ve got that summer kind of sad
It’s gone on way too long
You can’t begin and you’ll never win
Against a sadness that strong

Standing here nothing left to say
Always knew it would end this way

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Dobro:
• Scott Hampton
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Drums:
• Noah Levy
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

Force a Smile

Force a smile
Hold my hand for a while
Not going to worry, not going to cry
Not tonight

Swallow the pain
You never complain
If anyone here is scared
It’s me, not you

I won’t doubt
That things will work out
Just look me in the eye
And make me believe

You and I
Avoiding eyes
We both know the score
Here tonight

Force a smile
Hold my hand for a while
Just look me in the eye
And make me believe

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Cello:
• Kent Musser
• Drums:
• Dave Russ
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar

Let Go

I’m driving alone
It’s late at night
It feels like a movie
In black and white

I turn off the road
I turn off the lights
Shut off the car
Stare into the night

And the cornfield seems to breath…

Let go
Of the things you can’t control

There’s something wrong
Way deep down inside
You’ve been given so much
Yet you want to let it slide

Let go
Of the things you can’t control

And I say
Don’t be surprised
And I say
You know it’s a lie
Yeah, you know it’s all a lie

I’m driving alone
It’s late at night
It feels like a movie
In black and white

• Written By:
• Martin Zellar
• Bass Guitar:
• Dominic Ciola
• Guitar:
• Adam Levy
• Drums:
• Noah Levy
• B3 Organ:
• Steve McKinstry
• Guitar, Vocals:
• Martin Zellar