“YAWN” - DAGGY MAN 

Complete Lyrics. 

ON THE NEWS

I’m not much 

Hoping I might be soon 

Thinking about it I waste another day 

Get in touch 

I saw it on the news 

I might inhabit the thought in other ways 

Dreaming up all the things That I could say 

Oh my god I got the job 

Look at me now 

I won’t let it all go now 

To my head 

Time and space 

As it relates to the room 

Thinking about it I don’t care anyways

So I move on, like a spy 

(So desperately seeking encouragement)

At least of sorts in my own mind. 

(There’s no way to get it right.)

I solve the crime of life and time. 

(Upon reflection always find) 

Oh man I think I got it right 

(Still he thinks he got it right this time.)

This time. 

FUTURE MAN 

I’m crying over little things I am 

In the sink on the brink of a wreckage man 

Try plying sever separate several ways 

Keep condition in remission methylphenidate 

In my prison trading symptoms with a dinner plate 

And through it all, 

I feel so helpless and small. 

I’m dying over everything I wait

Make revisions of decisions overspeculate. 

Wise advice categorically I state

Go and mingle brittle skittle interpenetrate 

Split cognition like magician hyperventilate. 

And through it all, 

I feel so helpless and small.

Are these my eyes on the screen? 

Is that my face in the cup? 

Is this my pulse at my fingertips?

Is that my body, struggling to get up? 

I wonder, 

Is it you or me or us? 

Ima make it, A promise to the future man. 

Ima make it, I promised you the future man.

THE CONVERSATION

I’m sorry I mumble 

You say it makes me hard to understand 

I think I’m in trouble

You say I make it hard to lend a hand 

You say a sentence like you

Sound like a stranger now unto me though

I mistake your meaning for 

An observation of my voice on the phone

Something about the vocal tone. 

Isolation, strung like a rope 

I’m heaving sobs between the dial tones 

Some amazing, syllable throw 

Buzzing the blush into your cheekbones 

I feel right beside youAnd all alone. 

You speak of figures and the picket boom 

Then ask for details of the digit kind 

I give you numbers and then I assume 

You’re in a room without a clock or the time 

I hear the fullest stop without resume

But I can’t tell if it’s on your end or mine 

The hotel will be serving breakfast soon. 

We appreciate your patience. 

This year I’m gonna make some changes. 

A RELIABLE FIGURE

Address my language to the speaker,

As I describe what I have seen. 

And from objective stance position, 

Appraise the aspect of my being. 

Is it that language shapes existence,

As it relates to what I mean?

I dream of being seen. 

Want someone to say to me; 

“Oh my goodness you are everything I ever wanted you to be.”

I discovered recently,

If I’m to be 

A sentence in the end,

I wish to be the kind that ends in 

“A Reliable figure”

Or “Someone that’ll be there for you”.

Someone that you could call a friend

In the end

In the corner sit 

Where the knowledge is. 

And I entertain myself,

When l I feel the social aspect wanting.

In the presence of myself, 

Write a book called let's go 

Hunting 

For meaning 

Or 

Some title I’ve never read 

Before. 

RECIPE FOR BEING

Do you brush your teeth after midnight?

Do you drink a cup of coffee after hours? 

Do you take a pill without swallowing water?

Do you do anything out of the ordinary?

Tell me;

Where you find the recipe for being 

That is,

So i can identify what’s missing.

Is it something near that I’m dismissing?

Or is it out of reach should i go swimming? 

Take a day off from all this thinking

Oh fuck. Panic. 

I FEEL DUMB

Come salt my earth 

My circumstantial piece of dirt 

Their lump of clay your Evening skirt 

That god this hurts

From one to one a buzzing hum

Through field of hertz a twilight crumb

A fickle breathe make reach to drum 

Some crushed numb love 

Where am I without you?

Where am I without you?

I feel dumb. 

God I feel dumb 

For a natural minute I’m in love

You click your thumbs and I feel dumb 

How I feel dumb without your love. 

Where am I without you? 

I feel dumb

DRAGNET

I do my best me 

Gently capitally 

Address the mess we 

Metaphor for feeling

I ineffectively 

Collate ideas it seems 

Address the theme,

I can’t seem 

To match a word to what I’m meaning

Or say it,

Succinctly.

I need to feed 

(We all need to feed)

Primal part of inner beast

Organic bias machine

Fiend for dream of dinner feast 

Authorise the thinking being

Am I 

I might be 

Oh 

I lose my train of thought

NUMB

Is it my effort? 

Is it the chances I take? 

Easier, than staying in the same place

Strike the needle

Gimme some space 

I don’t wanna hurt you anyway. 

There’s some violence on the way 

Out in the wild. 

I think I might be numb 

(Darling you’re loved I won’t ever give up on you) 

Like the people

Gimme a break 

I don’t wanna hurt you anyway. 

I’m in the present 

Tending a frequent complaint 

Easier

Than staying in the same place 

Questioning, questioning, questioning 

Breathe. 

Is it even really a problem

Do I have the motivation to change? 

I think I might be numb 

(Darling you’re loved I won’t ever give up on you) 

TO ARRIVE

I Click 

Click quick 

Need to be there 

Before the others arrive

I say to you I see I do realize

I’ve got a lot of things on my mind. 

(You always say this stuff to me)

I do see and I agree

But it’s hard for me 

When the ego is crowded 

And I’m feeling surrounded

And I’m sorry I’m shouting

But I’m nothing without it

(I give it all up 

I take it all back 

I give it all up 

I take it all back)

I get all wrapped in the suit

Heavy inhabit the Fool

You are the antithesis 

Heaven is 

Pacifist

Alright

Show me a way

I rearrange 

Show me the ways I can change 

For the minute 

I am in it 

I am a Quivering dithering blithering 

I am an idiot 

I know, you know, I know you know 

I know you do

I act a fool 

When overcome and overrun 

(Caught up in the moment 

Heard it all before 

Caught up in the moment 

It’s getting to be a bore)

I do mull it over baby 

For a minute 

While I’m in it

And I decide to use 

The truth that’s opportune to me

SING SWEET TO ME

I wanna drown you out

Not gonna give all my love to your charity 

Is it always this hard? 

Am I alone as I feel?

Dance for me 

Slowly

Transfer the deed 

Over to me

Is it always this hard? 

Am I alone as I feel? 

Dance for me. 

Let me hang at the mercy of you beauty 

Give me something to hope for

A kiss on the edge of my lips, 

Something to be good for. 

For a soft minute I forget.

What a caring minute it was. 

Is it always this hard? 

Am I alone as I feel? 

(Am I always, am I always on ya)

AT MY BEST

Am I phoning it in 

Lately?

Save it for the write back home 

We collectively groan 

And on and on 

Can’t get out of your pale white sneakers

To leave 

And

You confessed

To love me less 

Whenever I was ever at my best 

At least that's true of you inside my head

Calling collect from where you are

Shook loose 

The simian screw 

Calls collect aha 

You keep forgetting who you are

Truth being

The domino lean

Craves respect

Aha

You help define the other parts

Do I simply begin 

Behaving

Bravely for the ones I know? 

We collectively grow 

And on and on and on 

Ripping tickets for some

Three syllable show 

Where I can tell 

Of how I felt

Together, right 

And acting like 

Myself

And how it’s true I knew I’d need your help. 

I’m aging. 

I leave pursuit of the truth 

With the tender youth 

Behind.  

And so consumed with the muse, 

Something other than I,

Outside. 

And I can say,

I’m happy now to be Alive

LOVE YOU CHILD

All of the city dwellers 

Twiddling their thumbs 

Counting down the seconds till the reckoning 

Of litigation suit to come 

All the repeated felons 

Chewing their gum 

Counting down the minutes to the prison 

Of investigation yet to come 

Wanting To hear from anyone 

Hey I love you child 

You make me smile 

And on and on 

And on and on 

All of the bible pushers

Bless-ed in love

Praying down the hours 

In their showers

To the heaven-dwelling power above. 

Secular sofa cushions 

Comforting seat

Spending all their passing weeks 

Content beneath 

A human not in need of belief 

Wanting to hear from anyone

Hey I love you child 

You make me smile 

And on and on 

And on and on 

And now I’m at home

With mumma saying hey, hey

You better stay 

Stay for a while at least 

While speak my piece 

And receive on repeat 

The words from the tip of my tongue.

You know I love you son. 

Oh God I love you son. 

All of the words I grew up on 

Hey I love child You make me smile 

And on and on...

And on and on…

Anon anon...

HOW HIGH?

Real nice 

Feet together asking 

How high 

Do I, need to be to ride? 

Some words, strung together act like 

Coy Birds 

Drifting, pinching at the minds of kings 

Of kings, those things. 

Those things, of kings, those things 

I once had a dream and you were always there to see me through. 

Real bright 

Eyes together basking

Alright, 

Do I, really need a fright?

Clean freaks 

Mouths forever gasping 

Soft cheeks 

Dizzy, dancing at the edge of screams 

Of dreams, those screams 

Of dreams, those screams, of dreams. 

You spend your time among the light 

(You’re a heaven centered individual)

I swing my hammer to the sky 

(I’m a well cemented individual)

Sentimental and reciprocal 

Indivisible

You give me kisses on the edge of my right side 

(Sentimental and reciprocal)

(Indivisible)

How I love oh that you see in me a specular guy 

(Specular guy in a room to your right)

To reflect in you the substance of a temperature rise 

(Reflect in you the substance of a temperature rise)

Tender meetings on the ceiling such spectacular heights 

Keep repeating; I’ll be needing you forever alright, 

(Oh I hope that’s alright)

By my side.