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Shit My World is on Fire

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Here is a song that I wrote about how sometimes you let things go just a bit too long in your life before you decide that something has to be done. In a similar fashion as to that one time I was in college and left the pizza in the oven and forgot about it. I take a light hearted look at what an angel could do in that moment also – how it would really help because when shit hits the roof – you could definitely use some help in getting life back in order. So this is called “Shit My World is on Fire”. Enjoy!

Shit My World is on Fire

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Well I’ve been thinking

About all this time up here

I’ve been wasting

The thing I do and say

Well I am no Angel

But if you see on please

Send her my way

She can save me from all of the trouble

I’ve been making

It would be so much fun

I’m just sayin’

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Whoa oh oh

I look around and

Shit!

My world is on fire

Who oh oh

I can make it out

But only with an angel

Whoa oh oh

Look around and see

She can only take me higher

Whoa oh oh

Drink in that sun

My world is on fire!

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That got me thinking

When God made this world

She was kinda funny

Now I am just running around now

Making Monday

But there ain’t no way

It ain’t that easy

Just take me and break me destroy me and build me up later

Take a quick minute and pass me

Your lifesaver!

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Whoa oh oh

I look around and

Shit!

My world is on fire

Who oh oh

I can make it out

But only with an angel

Whoa oh oh

Look around and see

She can only take me higher

Whoa oh oh

Drink in that sun

My world is on fire!

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Whoa oh oh

I look around and

Shit!

My world is on fire

Who oh oh

I can make it out

But only with an angel

Whoa oh oh

Look around and see

She can only take me higher

Whoa oh oh

Drink in that sun

My world is on fire!

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Oh my world is on Fire

Fire

Fire

Oh my world is on

Fire

Fire

My world is on fire

 

I hope to have more videos and songs up with descriptions soon so stay tuned. I am casually working on a possible full length album as my first commitment is The Bergamot. A Pop/Rock duo and we play with a full 6 piece band so we can have killer dance parties. Check us out and listen to our entire catalog of work at http://www.thebergamot.com! Cheers!

Fervent Thrust

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Imagine being in a bar, not during the high time, but at low times. We have spent countless hours in the bars setting up, sound checking, talking, and networking. I was really inspired by the floor of these places as they all seem to look exactly the same. In addition to that it has a very similar scent. To me it is a very bittersweet feeling but it always reminds me of a show that is about to start as it is the first thing we are greeted  with when we walk through the doors for the night. I try to give you a sense of this feeling in the poem here called “Fervent Thrust”.

 

Bar floors tell much more

That what I could ask for

In the corners where the light shines dim

Away from sweepers on the outer rim

Tells a story of many a nights

Careless dancers and crazy bar fights

The smell of beer and must

Bellows from the vents

Greeting me at the door

With a fervent thrust

Beer caps lay with hair and mold

All the shit here is more that a day old

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But this is the smell of music in action

I have found this true

Regardless of the disgusting reaction

This is where American music thrives

And discovers its sound

The walls have been broken in

It is a sacred ground

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The bartender wipes the deck

Getting ready for another crazy night

Turns the lights on low

And sweeps the dust below

Sound checks ring with the

Check 1,2 in the background

The band gears up for the party going down

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But in the corner of the bar

Is where you can find the filth of yesterday

The colors grown of black and gray

The sounds ring out and knock the dust from the table

Music rings out regardless of the label

Of genres and names things oh so irrelevant

Just a business note people need

And business people sent

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But play it out loud

Ring it out clear

Bring the corners and floors alive

The dancing blokes

With clashing beers

Rest

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This was written after a couple of weeks on the road. This trip included all of the major music hubs in the U.S. (in my humble opinion of course and for our particular genre). We had stops in New York, Chicago, L.A. and Nashville. We finally got to the end of our journey to a log cabin up in the woods on Traverse City, MI and I slept for basically 48 hours. At the end of the sleep I was able to get up and write some words that needed to be written down. They came to me in a early morning haze. So here it is a poem on rest – enjoy!

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Rest

There is one thing that unifies

This no one can contest

That when we fall asleep

The mind now at rest

The heart

Beats

And beats

And beats

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To no similar tune

But in similar fashion

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The mind at rest

I can attest

This is the best

Way to connect to each other

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There are no preconditions

No medication

Or temptation

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For one to connect

To others

Through this sensation

Of mind cessation

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Temporary of course

But this might lead a course of action

To rest away the weary eyes

To come to negotiation anew

Many a times it has worked for me

And surely will do the same for you

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Lights out in gentle style

Let the mind take the lonely mile

And hearts beat sustain throughout the night

And in the morning

Everything will be alright

A Friends Place

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This was written about a recent stay that we, my fiance and myself, made out to LA to see one of my best friends from high school. In addition to being an extremely selfless and giving host – his place was so beautiful and relaxing. It was an amazing escape for what is a crazy city of LA. We had such a peaceful and relaxing time hanging with friends and just kicking it by his indoor fire. It was truly a great experience – I hope this can take you there for just a moment. Enjoy!

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A friends place

Can be as warm

And comforting

As the human embrace

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With a makeshift bed

A simple place to sleep

All is well

When your livin’ cheap

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But with every moment

Passing through these eyes

The sun in the morning

The evening skies

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I notice the faces

Smiling all around

A humble abode

In this huge town

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Shared towels

And washing machines

Life is so sweet

In these passing scenes

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We get in late

Hitch a ride

Made it to LA

And it is about time

–

Crisp air

And summers familiar

I would take anything like this

Or anything similar

–

The morning we go for food

Meet some friends

Call some more

To meet at days end

–

Faces familiar

From a time ago

But we are still connected

Wherever we go

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We enjoy a fire

Snapping soft and sweet

It makes for an easy

Evening treat

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Life is simple

When sharing sustains

Can even take away

Some of life’s pains

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Thank you can not match

It just falls short

You can’t just say

You’ve been a good sport

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The city scene

Has been nice to me

A friend to host

With all sincerity

–

We made our way back home now

Hope to be back through

But for now

The only thing we have to say

Is thank you

I am no Poet

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This was written right after watching the presidential inauguration. I really enjoyed the poet Richard Blanco and his poem “One Today”. I used it, and the rest of the ceremony, for inspiration. I thought that it would be important for me to really focusing on what it is that connect us together as Americans, and also can devise and separate us through erroneous use of our egos etc. I hope you enjoy it! Cheers!

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For I am no poet

No writer, nor musician

No athlete or businessman

I am but nothing and will return

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I must be stripped of all

Before I know what I am

What I am made of

What wiring makes my soul

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All the confusion and static

The noise and the stammer

Of what others want

And I need

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In the confusion I believe one

And forget another

Only to remember

To be reminded of yet another

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So I challenge myself and you

To strip away what is

And to find what will be

What is it that you stand for

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To look at these flesh and bones

And find what the meaning is

Beyond the labels and toys

Finding a simple meaning within

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For we are all connected in a manner

An inner webbing that connects us

That unites us

And if we so choose tears us apart

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Yet we strive for more

To seek meaning that is greater

Than the sum of our parts

And unifies us

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This is our challenge

Our calling

Our honor

To be what we are

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To forget the other meanings

And find our own

Not in our own minds

But from deep within

Over Rated

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This is a new song that I have been working on very diligently in the past couple of

weeks. It is about the pressures of always looking for the next best thing and

looking to the future in life – when really all you have to care about is going on

right in front of your eyes. This song will be on our next album out in late 2013.

Enjoy!

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I’m feeling so over rated

My life is so complicated

Not the best but I face it

These feelings are fresh

But I am jaded

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Oh and I feel like I am going

Nowhere

And I feel like I want to be

Someone

I don’t want to write this song

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Forget about tomorrow

If you want to live today

Forget about tomorrow

If you want to live today

If you want to live today

Remember what I say

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My thoughts can be so relentless

You ‘bout gave up when I said this

Now that I know that you’re faded

Well I had to go but I waited

For you

–

Oh and I feel like we are going

Nowhere

And I feel like we are missing

Something

And I don’t want to write this song

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Forget about tomorrow

If you want to live today

Forget about tomorrow

If you want to live today

If you want to live today

Remember what I say

Down Around Town

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This is as much a piece of work as it is a play on words and meaning. I try to utilize the last
word in the last 3 lines of each verse to speak something to the reader – in addition
to what the poem is actually reading. I am trying to find a way to convey meaning
both internally and from the roots of the poem, utilizing words that struck a chord
with the mind frame in which I am writing. Enjoy!
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Words burning up
And falling down
All around

Tinsel town

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Not one man

Today

Can say

And “Play”

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Words collide slowly

Feeling

The ceiling

Cracking and peeling

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A mind collection

Bending

Sending

A thought of pretending

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Through veins pumping

Asking to quit

This shit

And just sit

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Pockets invaded

In time

Not one dime

Will be mine

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Forgetting questions

Ask for yours

For tours

Through U.S. contours

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Tipping crashing

Feeling tall

Until we fall

And beginning to crawl

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Thoughts collapse

With whiskey

A bit risky

And feeling frisky

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Further patience made

In time

A clear mind

Will be a sign

–

To clear the stage

Now

Simply adhere to a bow

Replying “Ciao”

The End of Days Mayan Tribute Video

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This is The Bergamot’s ode to the Mayans. Dedicated to the Mayans on the last day of the world, according to their calendars, December 21st 2012.
ENJOY!!!
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LYRICS:
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VERSE 1
If there was no tomorrow
Do you think you’d be alright?
If you had to go with me
Do you think you’d put up a fight?
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OH
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Leaves and limbs are bending
But the trees are standing upright
There is a bitterness in the air
And a coldness in the night
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OH
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CHORUS:
But I don’t
Want to tell you
All the
Dreams I have
I take a breathe
And turn
That’s when it happens
Your gone
Again
OH NO
OH NO
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Anticipation is building
Fear creeps in through the night
Breathe deep and move quickly
Everything will be alright
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OH
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Fields they are burning
As you hold me close tonight
Winds around us are cursing
They hiss with the passing of time
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OH
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CHORUS (REPEAT)

High Heel Sound

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When the rains falling down

Just north of downtown

Come and find me

In Chicago town

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With the blur of lights

And bursts of sounds

Ill be around

In Chicago town

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Blue, Pink, Red, and Yellow

Where the trains circle round

Just come find me

In Chicago town

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When the city of the bend is empty

I’m South Shore bound

Headed over

To Chicago town

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Where men walk tall

To a high heel sound

Look all around

In Chicago town