Scared to Be Lonely Cover Art Out of Love Two Friends Album Art

For My Friends Album

Artist(s): Blind Melon

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Tracklist

I retrieve nosotros used to sit out dorsum and potable until the morning light
Always bummin' smokes and talking trash about the pleasure we had
Summers come up and gone
And the winter needs a song
And I guess I proceed movin' along in a rhyme that I have in my caput
Rhyme that I have in my head

Oh nosotros used to drib some pills and sing til we lose our voice
Chasing our dreams, nosotros tried to put em' in a bag and relieve em' for some other 24-hour interval
yeah
Oh I feel,these memories are real
Times you tin't steal
For the dear that I have for my friends
Dear that I take for my friends

I but can pretend I need you lot
You aint' no other love I never had
Soon you lot volition find my log
Its a trounce that will never terminate
Its the loneliest fourth dimension apart

Honey that I take for my friends
Beloved that I take for my friends
Dear that I accept for my friends
Beloved that I have for my friends

With the Correct Ready of Optics

length: 3:46
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum set): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
background vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Bullheaded Melon

You've been on your own since you learned how to accommodate to
You lot felt like you had to babe sit your owners just to feel like all the others

All you wanted was…
Something that was normal and stable
You've always been so enlightened and and then able
But you nevertheless seem so far away
It's difficult to enjoy all the holidays
It's nothing more than the aforementioned as the other days
Just you can't experience any other way

You have to tell yourself why
Gotta proceed your spirit live
Gotta keep yourself movin' frontwards
Yous never gave into anything around you lot
With something you could never afford

All you wanted was
Something that was normal and stable
You've always been and then enlightened and so able
Just y'all still seem so far away
It's difficult to enjoy all the holidays
It'south nothing more than the same as the other days
Only you can't feel any other mode

When yous wish for this
Y'all'll ditch everything else
It just floats away and crawls out your skull
All you wanna do is crawl inside your hole
Disappear forever

Something that's normal and stable
You've always been and then aware and so able
But you still seem so far away
It's difficult to enjoy all the holidays
It's nix more the aforementioned every bit the other days
But you can't feel whatsoever other way

Forever
Forever
Forever
Forever

Wishing Well

length: 4:xvi
piano: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (pulsate set): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
groundwork vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Bullheaded Melon

When you fall dorsum down
And you lost your crown
Get back upwardly, walk around
Turn that frown upside down

Have my hand once again
We will all empathize
Help yous find a new plan

Whoooooa
It'south time to help yous
Get you lot back on your feet and on your way
If the tables were turned around
I know you'd be there for me
It all works out

Don't get lost and forget
Turn the lights off and rest
Don't you worry no more
Heal your hurting and your sores
We'll be there when you wake
No more than sweat or the shakes
Feel the dearest if you can
Lost your mind, experience insane

Whoooooa
You're feeling hopeless
And all your dreams accept gone abroad
Take the time to heal your sorrows
And disappear from the world
Alive for tomorrow

Promise you inverse your ways
There'south not much more than to say
When the night turns to gray
Broken hearts fade abroad

Whoooooa
Information technology's time to help you
And get y'all back on your feet and on your way
If the tables were turned around
I know you'd be there for me
Information technology all works out

And I hope that it all works out [x5]

Sometimes

length: iv:xi
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum prepare): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
background vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Blind Melon

There's a price you volition pay when you're on top of the world
Oh, when everyone wants to be your friend or companion
There's a fine line between your ain heaven and hell
Oh, when everything goes your way, you still experience abandoned

Sometimes, nothing'south better than something
Sometimes, you're better off lone

Why is it when times are proficient, everyone sticks effectually
Just when things start to go the other way,
They split up and forget you
My own philosophy has been good to me
I endeavor to stay to myself and don't get caught in the **** storm

Sometimes, goose egg's improve than something
Sometimes, y'all're ameliorate off alone
And my aeroplane is taking off slowly

Most of the time I actually don't mind
It'southward pointless to waste all of my time thinking nearly this ****
I spend most of my days trying to unwind and forget virtually it

I nonetheless worry if y'all're OK
I still wonder if you're the same'

Remember when times were good and and so simple-minded
And then somewhere along the way we lost all connections
When you lot strip away, all that'south left is a guilty conscience
If I took a guess, I would bet you recall this vocal is about you
Don't yous, don't yous, don't you

Sometimes, nothing's meliorate than something
Sometimes, you're meliorate off lonely
My eye is stranded and frozen
And my airplane is taking off slowly

Almost of the fourth dimension I really don't heed
It's pointless to waste product all of my time, thinking well-nigh this ****
I spend most of my days trying to unwind and forget about it

I withal worry if you're OK
I nevertheless wonder if you're the aforementioned'

Tumblin' Downwards

length: 3:17
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
audio-visual guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (pulsate set up): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
groundwork vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Blind Melon

I went drivin' today
Couldn't help just retrieve of how
You're with somebody else
And now you've got a kid

Information technology'southward been a few years
Since I saw you final
I know you're doin' fine
You don't miss the broken glass

Well I won't waste your time
So I won't come around
I didn't hateful to make you cry
I just wanted to make yous proud

But it all come tumblin' down
Well it all comes tumblin' down
Yep it all comes tumblin' downward
Whenever you're effectually

Through the years
Nosotros tried to go far piece of work
Information technology'd offset with a yellin' lucifer
And end upwards gettin' hurt

And now you're gone
I've inverse my shallow ways
I hoped you'd become to see them
But yous volition never know

Some days
I miss the noise nosotros used to make
And then I stop and call back
That I ain't ever goin' back

'Cause it all comes tumblin' down
Aye it all comes tumblin' down
Well it all comes tumblin' downwards
Whenever you're around

Please don't forget most what we've had or lost
I'll take information technology everywhere I go from here on out
I know yous'll do the same
Any life y'all make

Downwards on the Pharmacy

length: 4:18
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum fix): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
background vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Blind Melon

You're fooling no ane but yourself
Y'all finally fabricated it to your own hell
Information technology took the bottom to shake your will
Yous forgot to love and forgot to feel

They locked you up, you're scratching the ceiling
You're down on your knees, you lot're praying for something
You're looking real high, (line to alive for?)
What practice you lot do and where do you lot go at present

I know a place for yous to hide
The past catches up with you lot one day
And stares you in the face and takes you abroad
The blindness ever seems to win
And one day y'all will wake up with naught to requite

You've been strung out for awhile
I know that yous know that we know you know
You lot're living a story that'south already been fabricated
Yous're burning the pages that you continue fading
The more than you lot keep hiding the more nosotros go on fighting
The less you keep trying, the sooner you're dying
The more than that you give up, the more that you give back
The cleaner that you lot get, the sweeter that life is
The sooner that you know, the sooner the shit flows

Ya got to requite it upwardly now, ya gotta let it rest
The time is right now, you know it'south right

It's fourth dimension that yous tear down that wall inside
The by catches upwardly with you one twenty-four hour period
And stares yous in the face and takes you away
The blindness always seems to win
And one mean solar day you will wake up with nothing to give

Please forgive me, please forgive me…….

Yous never recall it will ever turn out the way it does when y'all start out
The past catches up with you one mean solar day
And stares you lot in the confront and takes you away
The incomprehension always seems to win
And one day you volition wake upwards with zilch to give
Lah, lah, lah-da, lah-da-da

Delight forgive me, please forgive me, please forgive me...

Make a Deviation

length: 3:56
pianoforte: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum set): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
background vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Bullheaded Melon
lyricist: Bullheaded Melon

I've got peace on my mind a pistol full of insistence
Enough blood to fill a lake, merely does information technology make a difference?
Tolerance was the sermon
No matter how dubious
The fundamental thinking just turned and so malicious

In that location's a few people spinning gold
Some just try to save their soul
But I wonder what to exercise
Coin bills and secret guns
I know i tin't assistance everyone
But I can take on i or two
That's what I'll practice

Ive got to pick a god and then many of them to witness
Did I follow the right one?
Does it make a difference?
Inside there's a substance
Fuel for my pennance
The whole world is hurtin' bad
Can i brand a difference?

There's a few people spinnin' gilt
Some merely endeavour to salve their soul
But I wonder what to do
Money bills and hole-and-corner guns
I know i can't aid anybody
Simply I can take on i or two
That'southward what I'll do

Information technology's beautiful in the world
It's beautiful in the world
Yeah

A few people spinnin' gold
Some merely attempt to save their soul
But I wonder what to practise
Money bills and secret guns
I know i can't help anybody
Merely I tin can take on i or two
That's what I'll practice

Harmful Belly

length: 3:57
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum fix): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
groundwork vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Blind Melon

Scratch my eyes out for you
Strap dynamite to my side
Shed a carcass for you
I'll empty out my soul
I'm begging you lot just give me a run a risk
Stick with me and nosotros'll see the residual
Oh I'm paralyzed

I'll carve your proper name here in my chest
Kill for you and cipher less
I'll burn live no second thoughts
But to hear your scratchy voice

Rain is falling from your face
Drink the balance it still remains on yous
Information technology feels then good information technology starts to hurt
Hurts so bad information technology starts to burn

I'll frame your eyes hither on my wall
Feel your love when you are gone
It makes me deplorable when you are sad
I feel down when you are down
I'm begging you just requite me a run a risk
Stick with me and we'll see the residue

Pelting is falling from your face
Drink the rest it withal remains on you lot
It feels so skilful it starts to injure
Hurts so bad it starts to fire

Why would you lot ever modify?
It's a mystery
Hell would finally come up apart
You would hurt and see
You're the reason I came similar I'grand all worked up over again

Rain is falling from your face
Drink the residue it still remains on you
It feels and then good it starts to hurt
Hurts so bad it starts to burn

Last Express mirth

length: 4:08
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
audio-visual guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (pulsate set): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
background vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Bullheaded Melon
lyricist: Blind Melon

Y'all didn't wake up before yous hit the basis
I didn't stay up long enough to see you falling
You never asked for the world but then
You lot jumped from the rooftop
Considering you had to have the last express mirth

Wait where you are
Look where yous are now
Expect where y'all are
I heard yous say
Everyday above ground was a proficient one

Y'all never see her
Hair in braids and blue optics
Considering nosotros didn't try hard plenty
She's still waiting to hear y'all sing
A song for her

You lot jumped from the rooftop
She notwithstanding asks me

Where are you now, Where are y'all now
Where are you now, I heard you say
Everyday above ground was a good one

I want to live so much that I am going to die
I desire to run then fast that I am going to fall
I probably said it once before I apologize
This will exist the last time
This will be the final time

Where are you now, Where are you lot now
Where are you at present, I heard you say
Everyday above ground

Where are y'all now, where are y'all now
Where are you now, I heard y'all say
Everyday higher up footing,
Everyday to a higher place ground
Was a good one.

Hypnotized

length: iv:11
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum set): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
groundwork vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Blind Melon

What would yous do if I told yous
You lot wouldn't have to worry anymore
Throw all your scars in the ocean.
Sink to the floor and disappear forever

Dreaming that�south got me by this far
Without it I'd exist lost in the air current
Some days I tin't get out of my own bed
Others I play along instead

It's been a long time since I forgot about all my crimes
Walk away from all that drags me down
Shortly I think I'll get hypnotized
And start a new life

No long delays, don't hesitate, no complicated scenarios
Let's get correct on down to the point
Don't agree me down, right to the ground, let'south become unwound and lose that frown
And then much more than we live for
You got fast forward through all of the bullshit times
You got to clear out the dust for room to breathe

Stay away from all negativity
That'll bring you downward

Don't let the proficient sink in to deep in your soul
You've got to get outside
It's never as well late to make a alter in your life
And to feel alright

You've got to go rid of the former
And bring the new right on in
Don't pretend
Oh give in
And just get it washed

Father Time

length: 3:52
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum prepare): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
background vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Bullheaded Melon

Have you lot heard nigh the mice
They're making love they're growing upwardly
They fabricated information technology dorsum to circumvolve us
Have you heard most the snake
He figured that'd he'd shed his skin
Slide away, again, brainstorm

It's like shooting fish in a barrel to retreat than to face yourself
And let things autumn in place
There's no words to depict the way I feel today
But I yet feel okay

Do you think you look like hell
It'due south hard to hug you from a beat
Requite it up for the snail
It'southward not easy for the bee's
They pack a knife, to the job
They effort to proceed from getting grown (?)

It'southward easy to retreat than to face yourself
And let things fall in place
There's no words to describe the fashion I feel today
Just I still feel okay

Human being heart (?) is that a beat out
Father time looks over the states
You'll miss it all if you rush
Did you listen to the doors
It waits effectually without a sound
And so assemble round so listen whoooooaoaaaaaoaoooaoaoa

It's easy to retreat than to face yourself
And let things fall in identify
There's no words to draw the way I feel today
But I nonetheless feel okay [repeat]

So Loftier

length: 3:39
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum set): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
background vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Blind Melon

Does it always seem like you're living in a story someone else wrote
Everything yous've done was all scripted out
Getting thrown in all directions but the path I desire isn't there
I was told it's a few steps away

I could die in the heaven and
Leave this world behind
I'd get so high
Live gratuitous

Have you always felt like someone was watching you with no eyes
You lot try to spot them out but they all hide
Oh well I'm continuing on a belfry of endless thinking
Oh would yous similar to have a thought with me

Oh and the world seems like 1 big buzz of peace
We'll exist floating on below

What would information technology accept for me to find a way to survive
A cut so deep it shows the other side

I could die in the sky and
Leave this world behind
I'd become so high
Live free

And the world seems like 1 big buzz of peace
Nosotros'll exist floating on the love
If Lennon was here he would sing this part
If Lennon was hither he would sing this role

Cheetum Street

length: 4:fifteen
piano: Christopher Thorn and Rogers Stevens
vocal: Travis Warren
bass: Brad Smith
guitar: Rogers Stevens and Christopher Thorn
acoustic guitar: Travis Warren
percussion: Brad Smith
drums (drum set up): Glen Graham
lap steel guitar: Christopher Thorn
background vocals: Brad Smith
composer: Blind Melon
lyricist: Blind Melon

It was late ane nighttime in Southern Texas
My dad was playing in a stone-n-curl band
He took me along to a identify called Cheatem Street
My numberless were packed, I was ready to meet you lot for the first fourth dimension
Oh but a phone call would have been nice
I judge you lot're stuck with what was given to you
And the world couldn't change my spirit
This will remain the aforementioned
Y'all were young and living similar you wanted to
I understand because I packed upwards and left just like y'all did
At 17 you remember you got the whole world in your easily
Oh in so many ways you lot did
I don't want to have yous worry no more
Let'due south forgive and forget and terminate what we started
So we can motion on
I want you to know I really needed you then
And I can use you now
I talked to you by listening to all of those stupid songs
I would sit along side of the fence
Now you lot're doing fine and you're gigging hither and in that location
It's been nice to know you for the past few years
When you're living the same dream it's piece of cake to read each other for sure
Ohhh it could have turned out so dissimilar
I guess you're stuck with what was given to you
And the world couldn't alter my spirit
This will remain forever
I don't want to have you worry no more
Permit's forgive and forget and stop what we started
And then we can move on

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