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Standards

by The Frankl Project

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1.
Give up your life Start a band See the whole world in a van With your friends Lets run away We'll make our escape Before it all ends For what passes for right In this day and age Is anything fit to throw up On a page And it all reads the same Like scandal and shame We've been here before And who could want anything more? Than to be Far away From the pain of this sectioned home We could leave today They wont even know that we're gone There'd be no mistakes Just paths that we take In our lives on the road You can be sure that I Will give up these things We can go out with woodblocks And washtubs with strings I don't care what you play Just don't mind if I sing I've got something to say
2.
My Hands 03:53
She takes me to find my way She takes me to find my way Cut my hands just to hear her say We'll find a way I carry our hopes and pray Through the obstacles in our way Though my back breaks beneath this weight I will find a way Yeah My hands Get so rough She can't hold on
3.
Caution 03:03
You can see it in his eyes He has no right to hold you And his looks are a disguise For a heart that's been hammered And run through There will be reasons why A lifetime of excuses to disprove As the years go by You will find that this only grows More true I I'm only saying this to caution you and I Against repeating this mistake too many times We start to believe that maybe we might make it right But I will tell you I am more than just tonight You are swept away By tidal waves of emotion You forget to breathe Much less question devotion And if it we're me I don't think I could take it If you'd let me be I would break it
4.
This morning I went blind From my TV A question please Does that lady still stand for liberty Or has she fallen Into the sea? Does a flame burn in that lighthouse Or has the cold wind put it out? Where are my rolling hills? Where are my amber waves of grain? 'Cause when you're alone it don't feel the same Why can't I be one of the lucky few Who believe in some kind of truth? Like the songs we sang in our youth When we still believed that if We all worked hard enough We could become something other than dust That our bodies weren't doomed to rust I used to pledge With my hand on my heart Now I'm pleading the flag As it's falling apart If we could just rewind I'm sure we'd find Our way back home We'd find a way To pick ourselves up Off the floor And be so much more So why can't I be one of the lucky few Who believes in some kind of truth? Like the songs we sang in our youth When we still believed that if We all worked hard enough We would become something other than dust That our bodies weren't doomed to rust I used to pledge With my hand on my heart Now I'm pleading the flag As it's falling apart And I watch it's stars go By my eyes in fours Until it's free from shore to shore No boundary lines Just open doors So come on be one of the lucky few Who believe in some kind of truth Like the songs we sang in our youth We still believe that if we all work hard enough We will become something other than dust
5.
Seldom 03:06
Gone Just like you said you'd be I'm left alone But I'm in good company I feel I've grown And though you may not see I will find a new home In someone who cares for me And I think you'll agree If you ignore the mountain For the stone You'll find where Your love has gone I think I mended my heart from you The pieces that came unglued I have improved But there are still nights Where I wonder if I missed my time What have I missed for my pride? Decide on your seldom-followed road I know how far it goes But I won't confide For I have no way to find my own I can only let you go
6.
I'm looking for someone Woke to the city like a shotgun Bullet holes of sunshine Emerge into the street or what shelter We might find These are tough times Lucky we can wander High rises and hate crimes Life we're given squandered And I see There's a light on the back of a greyhound bus And a sign that reads "In God We Trust" Beginning of the end or a sign of the times? Not really sure all I know is that I'm looking for someone To walk through this world with me Through the breaking waves To the bottom of the sea It won't always be pretty But if we're always ourselves Then we'll always be free To be better tomorrow Than I am today But if I fail To be loved just the same Simple and plain I'm caught in the rain Not a thing to do But wander around over this side of town 'Cause I know what I've found And I will not confound it I'm looking for someone To walk through this world with me Through the breaking waves To the bottom of the sea It won't always be pretty But if we're always ourselves Then we'll always be free To dream an orchestra of these six strings The sullen overture of life that seems Only pictures on a vibrant screen And I forget it's raining
7.
Well I have to be honest Sometimes my feelings aren't true Sometimes I don't feel anything at all And in those times I use I could sure use the company And even more so to booze You could feel free to use me Just this once If you choose Oh I'm sorry is this not what you want? You can tell me if it's not what you want But know if it's not what you want Then you don't want me You want a nice car You want a nice family You want that star On your sleeve You want a nice home You'll be too scared to leave You're already so scared You can't fall asleep I will not watch you fall No I won't be involved I know that it's not what you want Any fool knows that it's not what you want Somehow it is all I want But you don't want me So tell me now can you taste it Or are you too focused on the pain? Night after night getting wasted Now you're just pissed off and drained And yeah this place is a circus And all of you look the same I will do this for one more night Then I'm quitting this game Yeah lets do this for one more night Is this not what you want? C'mon tell me is this not what you want? Well if it's not what you want Then you don't want me.
8.
I wish I could play The right combination of chords To move your heart closer And I wish I could say That my love is a limited time offer But its not 'Cause no matter What I do All my thoughts keep on running Back to you I wish I could play It cool Be selfish and detached And all those things That attract you But instead I'm playing a game Pretending to be all those things 'Cause I'm afraid of how much I feel and aware of how stupid it seems So I wonder If you notice With everything in your life so self-focused Yeah I wonder if we're playing the same game Or if you're struggling to remember my name? I wish I could play the fool Just like you I wonder If you notice How everything in my life Is unfocused Can't you see that we're playing the same game? I wonder if you'll remember my name
9.
The Ottoman 03:05
I'd like to call to mind The image of a ladder It's a corporate construction And the only thing that mattered to me And my misplaced dreams But I climbed so high I couldn't see the bottom I looked outside Felt the cool breeze of autumn And I just felt so tired So I gave up on myself I took the easy way out I fell rung by rung I sleep beneath the ottoman now Just beneath your feet We'll put you right where you belong Sum your whole life up in a song
10.
This has gone on for months And you cannot keep from sweating And the way that you know That you're not ready Is that It's still in your arm It feels like falling asleep Except its no dream And this is where it all went wrong Though you were strong That battle was won You gave into your needs Your father will see The fall of his son And unless you can breathe Shortly I believe Its over You're lost to the deep It feels like falling asleep Wake up please Find your way
11.
Chai Bones 03:23
If I was a stone, I would roll away from here. I would die. If I was a stone, I would sink until the end of time. In your arms I was alone. I was alone in yours, now I've got to find my home. And if I would have known all the things I'd toss away, things that I would say, then I would lie. And if i was alone, i'd make all the same mistakes and go through everyday with the things I hide. In your arms I was alone, I was alone in yours. Now I've got to find my home.
12.
Life at Sea 03:58
In the middle of this war we wage With the other side of the world I've found myself a light In the eyes of an Irish girl They sing to me so softly I get lost in her smile And then I forget the world If only for a little while And that's just what I need Is another damn distraction In a life at sea I feel like a man on fire In the face of the ocean breeze Or the light of a funeral pyre Through the tops of the tall, tall trees A beacon or illusion? The faith of a man exiled Extinguished but so soothing If only for a little while And that's just what I need Is a fleeting glimpse of hope In a life at sea When the heavens open wide May the waters wash me clean For we live our whole damn lives In these ships of steel and steam In this mass confusion I feel like a little child But it helps me forget the girl If only for a little while And that's just what I need May love provide a purpose For your life at sea

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The Frankl Project is:
Jacob Tippey: Vocals, Guitar, Production
Paul Schroder: Bass, Vocals
Joseph Frankl: Drums, Vocals, Percussion,
Rhodes Piano, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar,
Slide Guitar

Also appearing:
Ben Pitz: Trumpet, Blake Taylor: Harmonica,
Eddy Kwon: Violin, Laura Jekel: Cello,
Peter Gemus: Upright Bass

All songs written and produced by
The Frankl Project except “Chai Bones”
written by Frankl, and “Life at Sea” written
by Tippey. Recorded at Curtis, Inc and
The Martini United Church of Christ
in Cincinnati, OH.

Life at Sea arranged by Stephen Patota

All artwork by Paul Schroder

The Frankl Project would like to thank:
Our families, Jon Brennan, Peter Gemus,
Amy Lopez, Stephen Patota, Ben Pitz,
Curtis Sellers, Adam Stone, Blake Taylor,
Car-Part.com, MYCincinnati, the wonderful
community of musicians we are surrounded by,
and you for your continued support.

Copyright The Frankl Project, 2013
A Ramshackle Recording

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released August 31, 2013

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