Emotional Charge

by Ezekiel Jay

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1.
Run You Out 03:19
Play with dolls, heads get turned around Shoes fall to the ground Taste the salt ‘til lips are burning red And hips are burning beds Are they gonna run gonna run gonna run Are they gonna run you out of town? Are they gonna run you in the ground? Whoa Funny girl, your lie was taken wrong Tomorrow's lightning storm Load ‘em up with bullets forged in shame They need you for their game Are they gonna run gonna run gonna run Are they gonna run you out of town? Are they gonna run you in the ground? Whoa (repeat) There’s no need For torches and for fire When there’s justice in the wires Clean out your desk And change your address Clean out your desk And change your address Are they gonna run gonna run gonna run Are they gonna run you out of town? Are they gonna run you in the ground? Whoa
2.
Moved 04:04
We’ve come so close now since the day we met And I know you’re here to stay You won’t disown me, say it’s silliness, theatrical or fake I’m forever running this great wall Can’t feel out beyond the stones But my desires they are cannonballs in this battle of the bones Won’t you hear me out? Gonna need your help in time Won’t you be my love? Gonna hear your call to life I want to be moved (eheh) every day for fifty years I will lose (eheh) my fear of the grave and decorate her I am carrying some hangers on Got me reeling in the road I could turn and try to shake ‘em off or I could put them in the show Won’t you hear me out? Gonna need your help in time Won’t you be my love? Gonna hear your call to life I want to be moved (eheh) every day for fifty years I will lose (eheh) my fear of the grave and decorate her Won’t you hear me out? Gonna need your help in time Won’t you be my love? Gonna hear your call to life (repeat) I want to be moved (eheh) every day for fifty years I will lose (eheh) my fear of the grave I want to be moved (eheh) every day for fifty years I will lose (eheh) my fear of the grave and decorate her
3.
Anomaly 02:48
I was recently arrested for being too damn beautiful I didn’t contest it Had a cake made for my community service I showed up in a bow tie, they said don’t smile this is serious They can keep it on the uptight but I look so good in this orange vest Better call the fashion press! There ain’t no picture that’s made to fit my frame Don’t need to wish for another person’s name Be an anomaly You can, you can If you wanna be I like to get tipsy on strong green tea and pheromones Some people call me kinky It just depends on comfort zones, see I flirt with the righteous but there’s a soft spot for the wicked too It’s work to be silent when I want to shout out I’m living proof Shout out I’m living proof Be an anomaly You can, you can If you wanna be Looking down and asking why I’m the one in ninetynine Or are there simply only ones and flocks of people not like sheep at all I fall… There ain’t no picture that’s made to fit my frame Don’t need to wish for another person’s name Be an anomaly You can you can If you wanna be
4.
Overwhelmed 04:17
They say our generation has much too much to do Each one wants to make it and maybe be happy too I’m trying to work harder but I’m slipping far behind I feel the competition in my fully sober state of mind Sometimes I feel so overwhelmed and confused That’s when I stand up from my chair and get some love from you (Yes I do) They want me to work harder, these spirits down inside I wonder what you want for me when you see me trying in this life Sometimes I feel so overwhelmed and confused That’s when I stand up from my chair and get some love from you (C’mon) Sometimes I feel so overwhelmed and confused That’s when I stand up from my chair and get some love from you (Yes I do) Break it for a minute we can lift it up Walkin’ in the city we can lift it up Breathe it on in, we can lift it up In a sunshine minute we can lift it up Takin’ when you’re givin’ we can lift it up Makin’ me believe that we can lift it up Breathe it on in, we can lift it up In a sunshine minute we can lift it up
5.
Front Row 03:46
Oh, many years ago I had a class that was much too hard and So, I sat in the back And drew skulls on my notebook Oh, then she walked in the room Hair slick with the glasses on I wasn’t tough but I know she was Put her finger to my lips And took the front row I’ll take the front row Oh, more recently I took a ride in a limousine and So, they weren’t friends of mine Still not, lemme tell you why Oh, in vino veritas Revealed backward thoughts I’m not PC but still was uneasy Hey driver, I’ll ride with you In the front row I’ll take the front row I’ll take the front row I’ll take the front row All my life I didn't want the attention Didn't know I had anything to say Then I found I could speak in connection I'm not far away I'm not far away I’ll take the front row I’ll take the front row Oh, it was yesterday I stopped in to hear locals play and So, I sat in the back And drew sips off a cognac Oh, it was a brilliant jam Made me wonder who I am I pulled people right off the bar And we filled that empty floor With a front row I’ll take the front row I’ll take the front row All my life I didn't want the attention Didn't know I had anything to say Then I found I could spark in connection Now I’m here to play Now I’m here to play I’ll take the front row I’ll take the front row I’ll take the front row I’ll take the front row
6.
Stare 03:55
When the painted dusk bows out to let the stars come up Magicians pull their tricks and disappear the jaggedness I am lifted by the hills and your magnetic fields Conditions for a wish to find a willing audience Eyes they open to see you Staring me down, staring me through Chills on fire, I belong here With the help of flashlight beams and lax security Cutting through the trees, senses breathing heavily Then the city takes us in We are her relatives In a starlight den, finding things we hid back then Eyes they open to see you Silence rolls in beneath you Staring me down, staring me through Chills on fire, I belong here Staring me down, staring me through Chills on fire, I belong here With you Eyes they open to see you (Whooooa) Staring me down, staring me through Chills on fire, I belong here Staring me down, staring me through Chills on fire, I belong here With you
7.
The party was on She looked like she was having so much fun And then she was gone He spied her in the hallway checking her bra He felt himself lit like a bonfire melting the snow The energy hit of a vampire sensing his own He said, “Word, I’m so insecure, and I’m yours” She said, “Word, I’m so insecure, for sure” Their first real date Obsessing is he there too soon or late? In the ladies room A closeup on her laugh lines are they doom? A touch of the flu with a static in his chest Each word was two; one a habit, one a guess Here’s the rest… He said, “Word, I’m so insecure, and I’m yours” She said, “Word, I’m so insecure, for sure” Asking her to see his affectation As a work of art A fabric keeping safe the weeping heart That is the eye unto the World in which she wets the dust of all That she has tried to be so No one else can tell her softly “Baby poor baby” He said, “Word, I’m so insecure, and I’m yours” She said, “Word, I’m so insecure, for sure” He said, “Word” She said, “Word” He said
8.
Pay Myself 03:12
I won’t forget but now I know To pay myself for what is owed I won’t forget but now I know To pay myself for what is owed Justice is a blue print That may be upside down from where you’re standing Anger is a drill bit That’s made to build a house then cave the walls in But there’s a loophole see I won’t forget but now I know To pay myself for what is owed I won’t forget but now I know To pay myself for what is owed Sweet dreams in the courtroom See this scar well this means war, it’s anvil drop time Victory is the bridegroom And the honeymoon is doomed yeah it’s a short high But there’s a loophole see I won’t forget but now I know To pay myself for what is owed I won’t forget but now I know (whooooaa) To pay myself for what is owed
9.
I want so much to fall Head over heels You know I need you in so Many ways And your beauty is lost When I hide what I feel Throwing pieces of hopei Into space You know I tried to be nice Responsible and lawful Wasn't doing us right By pleasing all the people Capricorn heart Capricorn heart I want so much to fail And let failure die away To rebirth in the eye Of a storm I wish I could instill A prism in the gray Wrap us both up in light While we mourn You know I tried to be nice Responsible and lawful Wasn't doing us right By pleasing all the people (instrumental) Capricorn heart Capricorn heart Capricorn heart Capricorn heart
10.
Sun Blind 04:04
Trudging toward the treasure Inching toward the gold Scheming just for pleasure Robbing for control There are people who can read the signs But I think we've become sun Sun blind Blaming those who lead us As if we're not the same Waiting for our service Waiting for our change There are people who can read the signs But I think we've become sun Sun blind We're emotional creatures We're our own policers Things we think are right today Tomorrow are diseases We know we’ve got the answers We're gonna teach the teachers Confidence can save lives Or destroy them when it pleases We're emotional creatures We’re our own policers We’re emotional creatures Breathing in the ashes Dirty lungs persist Not proud of being loving Just proud of how we’re pissed There are people who can read the signs But I think we've become sun Sun blind Sun blind Sun blind
11.
It's been a lifetime of begging for me and the fortunate ones It's been a lifetime of faking the grade An A can get you in the front door It's been a childhood of looking at the girls who were taller than me Lonely days cursing my genes It seems a moment ain't destiny Yeah yeah yeah You wanna change the world, change your home Lift your heart, move your bones You wanna get the girl, wear her clothes Unless you feel you're just for show You wanna serve yourself, serve your time Open up and blow your mind You wanna roll in riches, make a pile of everything you own Spent the middle years worried a mistake would be the end of me Decades searching around this town for the parade on Easy Street I spent last night greedy and this morning hungover as hell Suffering without a cause, I lost my keys to the room upstairs You wanna change the world, change your home Lift your heart, move your bones You wanna get the girl, wear her clothes Unless you feel you're just for show You wanna serve yourself, serve your time Open up and blow your mind You wanna roll in riches, make a pile of everything you own Everything you own Everything you own You wanna change the world, change your home Lift your heart, move your bones You wanna get the girl, wear her clothes Unless you feel you're just for show You wanna serve yourself, serve your time Open up and blow your mind You wanna roll in riches, make a pile of everything you own
12.
Reeling from sickness Burn, think, ache, mumble mind She joined the mess I said, “Yes but why?” A three way kiss Her, me, the undefined She whispered this and I was liquified: You are not a child and you are Lesser than the world and you're more You are not a child and you are Guessing at the road when you know Two racing dew drops Breathe, fight, light just behind Another on top holding my arms wide A four way sign They, we, the undefined Circle my chest with a dotted line You are not a child and you are Lesser than the world and you're more You are not a child and you are Guessing at the road when you know You are not a child and you are Lesser than the world and you're more Her, me, the undefined Her, me, the undefined

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released April 23, 2016

Lead vocals, rhythm guitar - Ezekiel Jay Parnow
Bass guitar - David Stone
Drums - Michael Reedy
Lead guitar - Daniel Crawford
Organ, piano, synth - Ben Moore
Backing vocals - Cathryn Beeks
Trombone, Horn Arrangement - Andy Geib
Saxophone - Bob Campbell
Trumpet - Carl Soukup
Cello - Erdis Maxhelaku
Violin, Viola - Angela Choong
String arrangement - Chris Fulford-Brown

Produced, engineered and mixed by Ben Moore
Recorded at The Singing Serpent, San Diego, CA
Mastered by Roger Seibel at SAE Mastering

Cover art - Billy Martinez
Cover design - Natalina Carpanzano

All songs © 2016 Ezekiel Jay Parnow

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Ezekiel Jay San Diego, California

Ezekiel Jay is a San Diego songwriter with a sound that sits somewhere between bluesy roots rock and indie guitar pop, delivered with a soulful vocal style. His words can be poetic, inspiring or fun, and the songs come with a warning that their lyrics and melodies may stick in your head. ... more

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