Yes Is The Answer

by Grand Hallway

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released 01 August 2007
All songs written by Tomo Nakayama (c)2007, except "Philadelphia" by Neil Young (Silver Fiddle Music, ASCAP)
Produced and Mixed by Jeramy Koepping
Recorded by Moe Provencher at Jack Straw Productions, Jeramy Koepping at Park Studio, and by Tomo Nakayama with help from Keith Negley
Mastered by Ed Brooks at RFI
Recording and production made possible through the Jack Straw Productions' Artist Support Program
Artwork by Heisuke Kitazawa (PCP) and Lacey Carnahan

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Track Name: Seward Park
Let's drive around at night
illuminate headlights
We'll find a field of grass
and we'll pass the hours slow dancing away

The years of all the hurt
falling on the dirt
yea I know you've got scars
the deepest kind that refuses to fade

but I love you dear, I love you dear
I love you dear, I love you dear

"Yes" is always the answer and
"Yes" is always the word that we sing
Under the light of the moon
painted in silver and blues
I'll lead you out of the dark
to old Seward Park, old Seward Park again

I love you dear, I love you dear
In the blue light, blue light
Track Name: Napoleon's Left Shoe
You wrote these words on a summer day
Fountain pen floating with partial dismay
It's a strange business, looking back
Seeing just how far you fell

Deacons of war and econo-maze
Beating life out of the inanimate
(So many moonrises lying in wait)
As you turn your collar inside out
Counting the number of waves
Cresting and breaking
Bakers still baking
and carpenters making their beds

"Able was I, ere I saw Elba"
Able was I?

And they buried me in the ground

You're never too small to leave a mark
Oh yea, oh yea, oh yea,
Oh.
Track Name: Darling, Wife
darling wife, my darling wife
won't you stay awake another life
our kids have grown, they've left our home
they are doing fairly well out on their own
don't work too hard
my darling wife

do you recall our citadel
the chlorephyllic wedding bells
we sailed in spite of the putrid gales
to the land where we were free to fail
we hid our scars 'neath mid-priced cars
we fed our foes a feeble flower
we worked our grimace into a glower
when we were young birds
red white and blue birds
red white and blue birds
no don't forget the yellow birds

darling, wife
do not close your eyes
darling, wife
Track Name: Piano Room
Baby, my baby
I do what I can for you
Lately, my baby
I feel like you're looking for proof
Like what do I do on nights like these?
When I am so drunk I'm down on my knees
When I can't tell red from blue
I'll tell you what I do
I'll tell you what I do
I lock myself up in the Piano Room

Slumped on a stool
I make like a fool
Resting my head in the key of C
That way you'll see
That I fell asleep
(I fell asleep here, alone)
Far from the home where I store my things
The bed and the sheets kindly offering
To wait 'til I write this tune
So I can prove, so that I can prove
That I locked myself in the Piano Room

Penguins mate for life, my dear
Preying Mantis eat their lovers
(or so I hear)
For heaven's sake! There must be a way
of some compromise that would be adequate
for a woman and man, like you and me

And that's what I mean
Yea, that's what I mean
When I lock myself in the Piano Room

So I conclude, and offer as proof:
This song that I wrote in the Piano Room.
Track Name: Waltz (On A Headache)
i'm the harbinger of love
i was made to lift you up
though you may not know my name
you know my work

in the rhymes you may have heard
as a clue in the sunday crosswords
though the answer is obscure
my face is clear

i'm the harbinger of love
i've been known to fuck you up
in the way that gasoline can kill a headache
what a headache

i'll save you a trip if you save me a beer
i'll reappear when you want me to
yea, that's what i'll do

what a headache
what a headache...

love
Track Name: Minimum Wage
there's a full moon taking up the sky
and a red eye flight that won't collide
with the clouds that roll and pirouette
even though they are aligned with it

oh the air smells like a cheap bouquet
in the night, with hints of ocean's grey
and the chill behind my ears do say
this september's near the end

minimum wage took my baby far away

see a jug of milk, a dozen eggs
laid lovingly in a paper nest
by a wood bee mum in a blue bonnet
now they all will read like epithets

minimum wage took my baby far away
took my baby far away

don't feel a thing in the back of her car
you little child don't you know where you are?
counting the voids where there should have been stars

so the rain makes small puddles of feet
three sheets to the wind indiscrete
and the moon, that moon, that goddamn moon!
still taking up room in the sky
Track Name: Brooklyn
City tilts her crooked face
Press her lips against my ear
Whisper secrets that I'd longed to hear for so long
Waking hazel eyes observe
Aging storefronts, undisturbed
I see God in all the tiniest crevices
of man-made subway tracks

I want a place to go when it's dark and cold
I want someone to hold, even when I'm old
and I want to settle down
settle down with you

You've got such a pretty face
Even on your ugly days
I hope that it rains for weeks on end
With one umbrella between
Between, between the two of us

I want a place to live when it's dark and cold
I want a love to give, even when I'm old
and I want to settle down
settle down with you

City tilts her crooked face
City tilts her crooked face
I see God in all the tiniest crevices of Man.
Track Name: As A Tower
Oh father, when I see that look in your eyes
I know you are afraid of dying
And if we cannot quell the silence in strides
would it be for our lack of trying?
Time, unyielding
In the hour
We had held you
As a tower
Though I see the love and strength that fuel your resolve
We must not let it go unspoken

Oh father, though I strive to earn your regard
the path I choose will be uneven
You say this journey's always meant to be hard
Please think of me as I am leaving
Time unyielding
In the hour
We had held you
As a tower
For you see the present tense will surely evolve
We must not let it grow so broken

Oh father, when we finally cross this divide
there will be no more need for fleeing
You will recognize the flame that burns in my eyes
for it's the very same one
you planted there, upon the evening.