Album Lyrix: "At the Edge of Reality"

Album:  At the Edge of Reality 
Artist: Lisa Bouchelle & October Baby
Year:   2001

At the Edge of Reality

Songs on this album:

In The End
Plane Tickets Unlimited
Nikki
The Detective
Icy Chains
Red Light Saturday Night
The Shifting Wind
Fly Away
I Miss
At the Edge of Reality
Tell Me Why
In The End
written by Lisa Bouchelle and Jason Cowden
Produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 1, Time: 3:40
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I've been thinking-things have changed
But you and I - we're still friends
So we talk on the phone far apart from home
But we all get together in the end

So we're gonna wait, wait. We're gonna wait, wait
We're gonna party 'til it's far too late
'Cause you know it all comes together in the end

I've been rockin', I've been rollin', but it's harder to bend
Or to wake up hung over @ 8am
We'll be fightin' gravity 'til it pulls us in the ground
But they say what goes around comes around

So we're gonna wait, wait. We're gonna wait, wait
We're gonna party 'til it's far too late
'Cause you know it all comes together in the end

So don't you rush, don't cuss
Don't give up, don't put up no fuss
And don't you lose your wonderlust, my friend
'Cause we're gonna be high at 9, we're feelin' fine
Older now, but we ain't reached that pearly finish line
And it all comes together in the end
So we're gonna wait, wait. We're gonna wait, wait
We're gonna party 'til it's far too late
'Cause you know it all comes together in the end
(repeat and fade)

Plane Tickets Unlimited
written by Lisa Bouchelle
produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 2, Time: 5:05
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Rockin' with change for so long
You might forget your own name, you can lose your way
When I don't know where to go
I could follow the snow, but then I'd only fall down, you see

I've been around my world in 15 days
But I never got out of my hometown
I'm dreaming of plane tickets unlimited
The kind that lift me right off the ground
You know they don't bring me down

Won't somebody save me. Throw me a line
I'm scratching at the boulder with a toothpick this time
Save me. Take me away
'Using a teaspoon to dig out of this grave. Don't you see?
Won't somebody save me

Maybe I was using a knife for so, so long
Just to cut thru this fog, maybe I just lost sight of my path
Like when your whole world blows up
And you're just laying low -laying low in the aftermath…I'll know. 'Cause

I've been around my world in 15 days
But I never got out of my hometown
I'm dreaming of plane tickets unlimited
The kind that lift me right off the ground
You know they don't bring me down

Won't somebody save me. Throw me a line
I'm scratching at the boulder with a toothpick this time
Save me. Take me away
'Using a teaspoon to dig out of this grave. Don't you see?
Won't somebody save me

Nikki
written by Lisa Bouchelle
produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 3, Time: 4:08
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We are only two of trillions
To watch this season come and go
Summer, she just flies South for the Winter
She's making way for the pending snow
You pull your covers out warm from your dryer, and you wonder
"Does it just seem dark in here?-colder than it was last year?"

Nikki, your outlook's wide
But you're not sure that's it's been satisfied
You don't know where your boundaries stand
Because you never took the time to push on them
You think you might be expecting more than you should
But you can't be sure

You told me one of my songs touched you today
That made me feel ok, that's what I'm trying to do
You see it's never been easy for me to reach out thru typical means
I never was as popular as you
But I think I stood where you are standing
I'm not handing out any advice
But it's a big, big world. You know we're just 2 girls
Ya know, I figure it can never hurt to look twice

Nikki, your outlook's wide
But you're not sure that's it's been satisfied
You don't know where your boundaries stand
Because you never took the time to push on them
You think you might be expecting more than you should
But you can't be sure

We are only two of trillions
To watch this season come and go
Summer, she just flies South for the Winter
She's making way for the pending snow
Let it fall

The Detective
written by Lisa Bouchelle and Larry Eubank
produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 4, Time: 3:20
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He's kinda like a detective
You know he always seeks them out
He finds my very very special, special places
He makes me wanna shout
Oh and when I'm under cover
You know he always uncovers my source
He's the one who get' down to the root of my matter
And he brings all my demons forth
You know he keeps me singin'

Doo Doo Doo Doo………………

He's kinda like a detective
You know he scares me like the man
But then if you know me
you know I kinda like that on the other hand
I like the shiny cuffs that he wears and I love that superior stare
I dig his black leather boots and I adore the grease in his hair
He always keeps me singin'.
Doo Doo Doo Doo………………

He's kinda like a detective
You know he busted me last nite
Now I thought we were just role playin'
Aardvark, everything ain't so right
You know, I don't really dig it
The way he dogged me around this way
But for a detective, you know he kinda loved me OK
You know he kept me singing.
Doo Doo Doo Doo………………
The boy he keeps me singin'
Doo Doo Doo Doo………………
Doo Doo Doo Doo………………
Doo Doo Doo Doo!

Icy Chains
written by Lisa Bouchelle
produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 5, Time: 3:32
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To dandelions by the swing
To bumblebees and everything
Summer is the only life you've known
But I live on from Fall thru Spring,
Long Winters with no song to sing of sunshine
Only dark nites on my own

So please, please guide me, call my name
I will follow, end my pain
Let evil play no tricks with pretty words
For evil ones will play their game
Make bad seem good and wild seem tame
Then turn and break the wings that free the birds

So though my love, you fooled me
Like the peaceful midnight snow
And when I reached out to touch you
You just turned away so cold
And though you said you didn't love me
With the Springtime I have found
That even your Icy Chains won't keep me down
No even your Icy Chains can't keep me down

So for now I'll sing my song alone
I'll find a place to make my home
I will pretend I am that dandelion
And when the cold is finally gone
I'll rise to greet the world at dawn
And freedom, finally freedom will be mine

So though my love, you fooled me
Like the peaceful midnight snow
And when I reached out to touch you
You just turned away so cold
And though you said you didn't love me
With the Springtime I have found
That even your Icy Chains won't keep me down
No even your Icy Chains can't keep me down

So to my dandelions by the swing
My bumblebees ……… and everything
Summer, It's the only life you've known

Red Light Saturday Night
written by Larry Eubank
produced by Bill Berends
Track 6, Time:2:55
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Are you getting' the urge?
Are you hearin' the call?
Are you feelin' the itch?
Aren't you jonesing at all?

Want it straight, want it warped, want it kinky and sick?
Come inside, take a look, you can have what you pick
Are ya startin' to sweat? Have we got to ya yet?
On a Red Light Saturday Night!

Hamburg, Deutschland give it a whirl
Streets of St. Pauli, can't forget your first girl
Bangkok, Thailand, lights of Patpong
First they take you upstairs, then they bang on your gong
They do what?! (scream All those stars on the walk, must be "H"wood and Vine
Here's a clik, there's a clak, feel that heel on your spine
Want it sweet, want it rough, want it nasty and wet?
Go too far, take a chance, you might like what you get
Are ya startin' to sweat? Have we got to ya yet?
On this Red Light Saturday Night!

On your feet, in your car, prowl the glow of Times Square
Catch your fish! What a mess in the bright neon glare
'Round the world, Tokyo, make it rise like the sun
They got bars they call pink, they got hot, sticky fun
Cobblestoned Amsterdam, copy a bag, copy a feel
Window shop, take your time, pull out your guilden and deal

Are you getting' the urge?
Are you hearin' the call?
Are you feelin' the itch?
Aren't you jonesing at all?

On this Red Light Saturday Night…yeah…

The Shifting Wind
written by Lisa Bouchelle
produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 7, Time:7:55
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I see you spread your wings
Reach out for my affection
But I am not the bird to fly
In one particular direction
I'm more like the feather that broke off from the wing
I might ride the next breeze down, depending on which song I sing
But I am not the bird to fly in one particular direction

'Cause I see you looking for a clue,
Trying to figure out what I might decide to do and
Searching for a sign to help you make up your mind
So you can kiss your finger, and reach up to the wind
And try to plot the course that you might travel in
But I am not the one to move your cage closer to the sun
I am the one to show you freedom

To show you that the sky is bigger than you and I can see
To remind you, what you knew, that the shifting wind
Is nothing to be counted on, but that is a blessing
There was a time we knew the sky
Was so much bigger than you and I can see
And we knew that old shifting wind
Was nothing to be counted on, but that was a blessing ooo

We spent the day watching leaves
Chase each other 'round the street
That feather dance on our windshield
Winter claim her defeat

Emotion hit in waves so hard,
It left weather on my skin
Some bounced off like raindrops
Others seeped so deeply in
'Til I tugged the tie that bound my life
Started bending with the wind

Oh, and then I thought about the times I used to lock it out
How I never dropped a coin in life's cup, or opened the door when life came to pay up
I closed my eyes, no "don't let in the air"
Now I don't even wanna talk about it, 'cause I never wanna go there!
So I am not the one to help you dull your senses 'til they're numb
I am the one to show you freedom

To show you that the sky is bigger than you and I can see
To remind you, what you knew, that the shifting wind
Is nothing to be counted on, but that is a blessing
There was a time we knew the sky
Was so much bigger than you and I can see
And we knew that old shifting wind
Was nothing to be counted on, but that was a blessing ooo

Yeah, we just keep reaching, reaching higher!
We want to see what lies behind
And if you get there first, smile down upon me
Show me all the beauty that I'm gonna find

Tell me you remember when we knew the sky
Was so much bigger, bigger than you and I can see
We knew that old shifting wind
Was nothing to be counted on, but that was a blessing
Yeah, we knew that old shifting wind
Was nothing to be counted on, but that was a blessing ooo

Fly Away
written by Tomas Fraticelli
produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 8, Time: 3:08
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Fly away on my glider
Open my eyes, the sun makes my way
Fly it high, far away, alone at last

I'll be back soon, you know I will
I'll only be back when I'm ready
I'll be back to touch you, to hold you and caress you

Fly away on my glider, open my eyes, the sun makes my way
Fly it high, far away, alone at last….. ooo ooo ooo ooo

I'll be back soon, you know I will
I'll only be back when I'm ready
I'll be back to touch you, to hold you and caress you

Fly away on my glider, open my eyes, the sun makes my way
Fly it high, far away, alone at last…..
ooo ooo ooo ooo

I just fly it high…bye bye……bye bye

I Miss
written by Lisa Bouchelle
produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 9, Time: 3:27
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I miss stars above
And I miss nights of love
I miss so many things since you've been gone
I know that you cared
By words we said and times we shared
I miss all the love since you've been gone

It's strange how the night came crashing in on me…
Now you've gone so far away
With hardly any words to say
I miss 'Goodbyes' that were never really through…
And I miss…I miss you

It's strange how the night came crashing in on me…
Now you've gone so far away
With hardly any words to say, imagine that
I miss 'Goodbyes' that were never really through…
And I miss…I miss you

At The Edge Of Reality
written by Lisa Bouchelle
produced by Dan Smith and Lisa Bouchelle
Track 10, Time: 6:21
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La Da La Da
La Da La Da
La Da Da Da Da Da
La Da Da Da Da Da Da

I knew the rain by that smell in the air
I missed the rain, I slept right thru it
I touched the grass
Each blade was wet, oh, I just knew it
I love the rain
But I slept right thru it

Give me a sign to make up my mind
So I can understand 'how can I feel so sublime?'
A chance to learn this dance
Before I dance it too well
One little sign to make up my mind
So I can understand 'how can I feel so sublime?'
A chance to learn this dance
Before I dance it too well

'Cause I dance quite well
Back and forth
Dancing well
My mind dances far too well
'Cause the whole situation seems to please me
The situation, it somehow eases me
I could be tense, sitting on some fence
But there are no boundaries
Sitting here at the edge of reality-reality I'm At The Edge Of Reality!
La Da La Da
La Da La Da
La Da Da Da Da Da
La Da Da Da Da Da Da

I knew the snow by the certain pretty way that it glistened
Just like I knew you cared by the way you listened
You let me write on a piece of your soul, this chapter we've opened
Now I'm just sitting here waiting and hopin'

You'll give me a sign to make up my mind
So I can understand 'how can I feel so sublime?'
A chance to learn this dance
Before I dance it too well
One little sign to make up my mind
So I can understand 'how can I feel so sublime?'
A chance to learn this dance
Before I dance it too well

'Cause I dance quite well
Back and forth
Dancing well
My mind dances far too well
'Cause the whole situation seems to please me
The situation, it somehow eases me
I could be tense, sitting on some fence
But there are no boundaries
Sitting here at the edge of reality-reality I'm At The Edge Of Reality!
La Da La Da
La Da La Da
La Da Da Da Da Da
La Da Da Da Da Da Da

Did I sense your presence
By the lingering of your natural essence
A little cologne induced, I suppose
If I had a lot of money, I'd buy you at least 1000 presents
Would you rather put that money up your nose?

I'm the girl who's waitin' for a sign to make up my mind
So I can understand 'how can I feel so sublime?'
A chance to learn this dance
Before I dance it too well
Oh c'mon now!
One little sign to make up my mind
So I can understand 'how can I feel so sublime?'
A chance to learn this dance
Before I dance it too well

'Cause I dance quite well
Back and forth
Dancing well
My mind dances far too well

'Cause the whole situation seems to please me
The situation, it somehow eases me
I could be tense, sitting on some fence
But there are no boundaries
No, there are no boundaries - Boundaries!
Sitting here At The Edge Of Reality, Reality I'm At The Edge Of Reality!
La Da La Da
La Da La Da
See me fall At The Edge
See my spirit fly

Tell Me Why
written by L. Bouchelle, T, Fraticelli, C. Sylvester, J. Sylvester
produced by Bill Berends
Track 11, Time: __
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Lyrics by Charles Sylvester in loving membery of his daughter Toni
There are times I see your picture, and a tear falls from my eye
The pain in my heart will be there until the day I die
The question on my mind is "why, oh why, oh why"

"Please tell me why, tell me why, tell me why."

The happy years you gave me, it's a memory in my mind
Every time I dream, I see your face
But I only wake to find
You're gone from me forever, and I begin to cry

"Please tell me why, tell me why, tell me why."

You'd only just begun to learn and to love
Finding all the joys your dreams had told you of
You had many roads to travel
I just wish you had the time

The years pass very quickly
But each and every one
Holds many happy memories
Of the living things you've done
So honey, that's the reason
That you're thought the whole world of
I'm writing this song for you
And I'm sending it with love

I'm writing this song for you
And I'm sending it …… with love…
whispered: "I love you honey"