ON (2008)

Released 2008 

Amelia Ray - vocals, guitars, drum and synth programming, bass ("Heavy"), Irish whistle ("Heavy")
Mari-José Estivariz - Bass, E-bow bass ("To Be the Thing You Forgot")
Jorge Pérez - Drums
Alejandro Nieva - Saxaphone ("To Be the Thing You Forgot")
David Starlight - Vocals ("Cigarettes and Coffee", "Heavy," "Blackberry")
Yoshi - Rap ("Blackberry") 

Recorded and mixed by Amelia Ray at Out of 3 Sigma Studios, Madrid. Mastered by Steve Turnidge at Ultra Violet Studios, Seattle  

LYRICS

The Arsonist 

Come right in and take a seat  
Let down your hair, put up your feet  
Get ready to be entertained  
Take part in a familiar game  

Don’t try to resist  
For I am The Arsonist  

Just one shot, and you’ll be sold  
Just two more, my name is gold  
Count to three, embrace the stage  
I think that we could make the front page  

Don’t wonder what it all is  
For I am The Arsonist  

Now you’ve had a little taste  
Sweat’s just running down your face  
The whole world gonna see the light  
I’d put you out, but the frame’s just right  

Don’t try to resist  
For I am The Arsonist  

Heavy  

You don’t know how heavy it is  
To be your everything all of the time  
You seem to think we’re just fine  

First thing when I wake up in the morning  
And the last thing at night  
You’ve got to have your arms around me  
Just wish you wouldn’t squeeze so tight  
You talk a great deal of independence  
But you sure don’t do it right  

There’s something hanging over my shoulder  
There’s someone running ‘round my dome  
You’ll find when you are older  
You’ve got to learn to be alone  

I know how much better it is  
To be unfettered and detached, free to roam  
But you needed a home  

Can’t get through a book or rent a movie  
Can’t read the paper undisturbed  
Every move I make you do it for me  
Before I say a word  
I would consider suicide  
But my thoughts might be overheard  

There’s something hanging over my shoulder  
There’s someone running ‘round my dome  
You’ll find when you are older  
You’ve got to learn to be alone  

There’s something hanging over my shoulder  
There’s someone running ‘round my dome  
You’ll find when you are older  
You like to be alone  

Another Corny Love Song  

This is gonna be another corny love song  
But don’t you turn away  
It doesn’t really last long  
Just long enough to say  
That you have saved my day from a bore  
With your smile  

Here we are, now, see? The second verse of the love song  
And so far, it’s OK  
You can even hum along  
Or just listen while I play  
Hey, now, that’s the way!  

Soon we will be floating on a cloud of bright uncertainty  
Succumbing to our bitter insecurities  
Accusing each other of several different kinds of sure insanity  
But for now, we’ll call it love  

Now we’ve reached the end of this corny love song  
Did you enjoy your stay?  
I told you it wouldn’t last long  
Just long enough to fray  
Until she goes away  
Like before  

To Be the Thing You Forgot  

As far as rivers go, this is a dirty one  
As far as people go, you’re a nerdy one  
Dirty and nerdy, I’d swim in your river tonight  

As far as cities go, this is an old one  
As far as bedrooms go, this here’s a cold one  
Old and cold, I’d swim in your river tonight  

When the rain falls down on these silent streets  
And you can’t be found to rock me off to sleep  
Lonely, I’m crying, I’d drown in your river tonight  
If only you’d come back and make everything alright  

Eldoret  

Don’t burn this building down  
Don’t burn this building down  
Don’t burn this building down  
There are children inside  
This has the trappings of another genocide  

This side has gone to war  
This side has gone to war, too  
This side has gone to war  
Tell me, how many people died?  
This has the trappings of another genocide  

This valley blazing red  
This valley blazing red  
This valley blazing red  
Tell me, how many mommas cried?  
This has the trappings of another genocide  

Don’t burn this building down  
Don’t burn this building down  
Don’t burn this building down  
There are children inside  
This has the trappings of another genocide  

This House  

This house, this room  
This bed where we both sacrificed too soon  
One kiss sparked up the past  
Turned a hot night into something that might last  
And you said, “It’s alright”  
You said, “It’s alright”  
Still, I put up a fight  

We ran just like the wind  
Chasing lightning, and back again  
It seemed so evident  
That we never, ever had a chance to win  
And you said, “It’s alright”  
You said, “It’s alright”  
Still, I put up a fight  

We gave more than our share  
Expecting nothing but what was fair  
I came so close to tears  
Not even you, alone, could suffer all your fears  
And I said, “It’s alright”  
I said, “It’s alright”  
Still, you put up a fight  

This house, this room  
This bed that’s now all dressed up like a tomb  
No kiss could make it last  
So we resign the pain to just part of the past  
And we say, “It’s alright”  
We say, “It’s alright”  
No one puts up a fight  

Blackberry  

High-tech rain check  
Dine alone, ‘cause you’ll be working over  
Drive-thru, what’s new?  
You can send your emails from the sofa  
Do you think I’m blind  

To your Blackberry lover? Sending SMSs undercover  
Blackberry lover  
Sending SMSs undercover  

Phone beeps, I’m sleep  
Someone needs a lesson in discretion  
You sneak, but you’re so weak  
You eyes give away a sad confession  
What’s on your mind?  

It’s your Blackberry lover  
Sending SMSs undercover  
Blackberry lover  
Sending SMSs undercover  

Though you try to hide it  
I can tell you’ve been fooling around  
No, you can’t deny it  
I found your phone bill lying on the ground  

Elle a chiné dans mon fone, je me suis fait griller  
Je me faisais briller en ce mois de Février  
J'avais oublié ce foutu Blackberry  
Elle a fouillé tous les messages coquins laissant les blagues pourries  
Et pour un simple oubli, ce jour la elle m'a dit  
"Marre des SMS de tes putes de maitresses qui me réveillent en pleine nuit"  
Je me suis attiré plein d'ennuis, je n'aurais pas du  
Car pour tout ce vice à l'heure d'aujourd'hui c'est ma femme que j'ai perdue  

Now I come home, you know  
Thinking you and I could be alone  
But someone else’s heels are in the hallway  
Have you lost your mind?  

For your Blackberry lover  
Sending SMSs undercover  
Blackberry lover  
Sending SMSs undercover  

Winner  

Been ridin’ this lonesome highway  
Not so long at all  
Trying hard not to think about  
The many ways there are to fall  
Been kicked around a lot, you know  
But not enough to have the blues  
I’m wondering how long it will take  
‘Til I’ve paid all those dues  
By all accounts I guess you’d say I’m still just a beginner  
But, by golly, my momma said I was a winner  

I drink and cuss and smoke and sex  
Gamble, steal and all the rest, it’s so  
Sometimes you’ll do anything to keep from finding the straight and narrow  
But living hard and dying fast is never in the plan  
I just take what I can get, and try to do the best I can  
Might wind up in Topeka, and have to turn tricks for my dinner  
But, by golly, my momma said I was a winner  

If I confessed online to Benny, he’d call me a virtual sinner  
But, by golly, my momma said I was a winner  

Unconditional  

I was lost down by the river  
I took small steps to ease my pride  
I did stare down at the river  
Would have jumped in, and would have died  
Were it not for the love that has seen me stripped and hollow  
Were it not for the love that you show me in your eyes  

If you took down several notes  
Of the stars and the river  
You could chart a path to where you and I began  
And if you did a little coaxing  
Of the flow of the river  
You could see where I stopped, and where I ran  
Were it not for the love that has proven to be freedom  
Were it not for the love that I hold here in my arms  

In the days of strange to come  
You will hold my head when I am weak  
If you said you loved me once  
Then I know it was forever  
So I don’t need to afraid to dream and cry and laugh and see and speak  
‘Cause it’s not for the love that I show you every day the things inside  
It is not for the love that I, everyday and everynight, walk…  

Songs written, composed and arranged by Amelia Ray (Annabel Is Her Mother Today/ASCAP), except "Cigarettes and Coffee", (J. Butler, J. Walker, E. Thomas/Maxine Music Inc.) and "Blackberry" (Amelia Ray, Bertrand Giroguy/Annabel Is Her Mother Today/ASCAP)

©2008 Amelia C. Ray/Annabel Is Her Mother Today (ASCAP)