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MARK ZENONE

You Won’t Feel the Rain

See the world under a green umbrella Get up and wait for the train there just after dawn And when you’re walking down the street Thursday morning falls upon your head Its gonna hit you like all the things you thought you’d do but only said While you wait and wonder Whether you never knew now waiting’s all you do You won’t feel the rain But you’re soaked right through Here comes that train on time You won’t feel the rain its a crime If what I hear’s the way, then thunder’s the sign. Let it roll right through the day, and right on down the line. On the train the towns dissolve like dreams just disappear Somehow in the raindrops falling, its all so clear While you wait and wonder Weather you never knew (now) waiting’s not for you You won’t feel the rain you’ll be soaked right through Looks like you’ve made up your mind You won’t feel the rain And its no crime We’ll kiss that train goodbye You won’t feel the rain You won’t feel the rain You won’t feel the rain maybe later

Come The Day

Come the day you realize All the things you thought were lies turn out to be the truth somehow what to do is what you’ll say now Your innocence has faded your private little war, but behind every door, love was always waiting for you. When you see through everything, a ghost you hear the hollow ring. Act as if its no big deal, but when it hurts you’ll know its real. Now there’s no escaping from the long arm of the law, with every do-mi-fa, love was always waiting for you. You can close your eyes, but then the sun won't rise. They say the world is breaking, but you won’t believe its true, that even if love is waiting, what can we do? And in the morning waking, reflected in marble blue, you won’t believe its you. Come the day you realize All the things you thought were lies Turn around and don’t be sad What you knew you never had The imitation’s jaded so you don’t want anymore But with every open door love was always waiting for you

Until We Know

You might think you know but don’t believe it You might think its over but don’t believe it. Turn over every stone, there you’ll find the truth is hiding. Knock down every door, Until we know. Heard its just a ruse, but don’t believe it. We’re just so confused, but don’t believe it. Like water over the falls, there’s no stopping us from finding out. Tear down the gates and walls, until we know. How many times do you have to be shown? Turn on the lights, their covers blown. With all your thieves and criminals (guns), all your thieves and criminals (bombs), you see there’ll be no stopping us until we know.

Last Man Standing

Sun shines somehow, she’s stuck inside a rainy day Wishing the world would just disappear, but it won’t go away She’s tried pretending, he’s some other person but it only makes it that much worse When she’s alone talking to herself, trying to undo the curse She always knew what she bought, but she never thought He’d be the last man standing Sun shines, somehow, he makes another rainy day Wishing the world would just disappear, but it won’t go away She’s tried pretending he’s somebody else so many times she can’t remember his face Sleeps with a blue 45, loaded just in case She always thought he’d be caught, but she never thought He’d be the last man standing On the way up to the top of the town Did you see them waving, Didn’t they tell you not to hang around (hang around) Don’t look down…She’s tried pretending he’s some other person but it only makes it that much worse Out on the roof of a blue hotel, trying to undo the curse On the way up to the top of the town Did you see them waiting, Didn’t they tell you not to hang around Don’t look down (the last man) On the way up to the top of the town Did you see them waving, Didn’t they tell you not to hang around Don’t look down He’d be the last man standing

Give It Up

Sammy pulled into town got himself a girl conquered the world drove off in a mustang now he lives in the 'burbs Doesn't understand a single word you say but he's more than willing to follow if not just for the sake of the intellectual exercise. Why don't you just give it up, you know it all comes down to a coin toss everytime you turn around they say give up, give up, give it up you know you probably should. Tony's stuck on the freeway the kids are going out of their minds calls in sick on tuesday he'd rather be somewhere out committing a crime. Never understood a single word he said 'cause he's really kind of hard to follow if not just for the sake of the habitual lies. He stole a car out on the interstate, he could of made it but he wanted the cash now he's wanted dead or alive.

Driveaway

We could leave in the night, we could leave in the day in the middle of the afternoon, we could follow the sun what are we waiting for, play what you want to, put your hands on the wheel, (driveway) foot on the pedal, pedal (tell me) when the lights turn green we’ll driveaway • we could leave in the night, we could leave in the day but it can’t be too soon, we can go, we can run we could driveaway what are we waiting for? you know i think we should drive away when the night falls we’ll slip into the cars and driveaway riding off in a dream all the cars just twinkle & shine kaleidoscopic lights Up through the turn-aroundwe’ll go a little faster and sometime by the middle of day we’ll cross the line And if you don’t turn around what does it really matter? we can drive away and leave all this behind driveaway

Julia’s Waiting

Everyone knows her name Come Saturday she’ll be far away. What can I say to her that she hasn’t heard a thousand times maybe, Julia’s waiting, Julia’s waiting. One thing I know it won’t be long before someone comes to meet her, they’ll run away, but if you should see her don’t think that you have a chance don’t think you should even ask. Julia’s waiting, Julia’s waiting. She knows that at best its a guess that its just a little pie in the sky. She knows that we must be out of our heads. Nobody knows her name. Come Saturday, we’ll be far away. But if you should ask me just what w’ll do, don’t wait for an answer, Julia’s waiting, Julia’s waiting, Julia’s waiting, Julia’s waiting. She knows that it comes and it goes, that its just between a ring and a chime. She knows that its only a matter of time. She knows its a matter of fact that theres very little reason or rhyme. She knows thats its only a matter of time. Julia’s waiting, Julia’s waiting, Julia’s waiting

Anything You Say

I think I’m going, I think it’s showing, I, I, I think I’m going ca-razy, Go go go I’m going out of my mind I’ve been tossin’ and turnin’ in the middle of the night what if she did, what if she was and now she doesn’t and what if she does, all of a sudden Here she comes straight downtown knocking on your door With a little luck and who cares how much money, anything you want, who cares how much honey. Its anything you say, anything you want, anything that you do. I know this time I’m in trouble, I’ve got a thousand other things I should do, instead of thinking about them I’m thinking of you. If I don’t get out quick on the double, I’m gonna find out what it means to be true. I could try to blame you, but you don’t know what you do

Like Icarus

Hold on to the waves over the ocean Hold on to the wind that blows the sea Clouds roll in like ships on the storm I remember well the way the wind held my arm Hold on to the whispering emotion Hold on to the rain as you begin to fall Sounds like hooves become thunderstorms And roll away the curtains usher in the dawn Like Icarus I fell from the sky Like Icarus acsending And from the dark comes a voice "How dark is the night?" And from the dark I hear the distance How dark is the night Like Icarus I fell from the sky Like Icarus acsending

In Her Collage

In her collage you won't believe yourself. In her collage, a clock with a face strikes twelve. Scribbled on a matchbook, paperbacks, coffee-stained with shellac. Newspaper headlines crash into her front and back. In her collage, you won't believe yourself, in her collage, while children play the cat sits on the shelf. Rubbings from the ruins, scribbles on a photograph, hidden meanings like smoke he can’t catch. And from a Chaim Soutine two lovers ripped apart and put together again. Heralding trumpets softly pounding Allenbrooks’ “Ode to Dreams”. But what the time is for. In her collage, you won't believe yourself, in her collage. Sitting on the basement steps I must have dozed off for a minute or two. Dreamed of the city we’ve lived in, walking ’round, somebody had started to laugh, words were flowing out of your mouth like rain and the world was in the palm of your hand. Scribbled on a paper something I can’t quite make out. In her collage, you won't believe yourself, in her collage. In her collage, in her collage…
All songs written, arranged, performed & recorded by Mark Zenone ▪ Edited & Mixed by Guy Lento ▪ © 2018 Zenone Design ▪ All Rights Reserved ▪ Published by Zenone Design