The Lonely Scientist (EP)

by Ryan Rebo

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1.
His hair is turning gray Where it used to be brown He carries a paper bag Underneath his arm It was full of new ideas He had written down Theories that could make Any scholar's parade Well good lord, what a list! A list of things to do! He wrote in '86 With intentions to follow through He scraped against time and time scraped back He never made it out of town But it's not too late for that He just got used to it Became a lonely scientist
2.
04:24
Lets never talk about the weather again When we could talk of the redemption that would cover our sin Or the gap between us that we can't seem to close There's objects in the way and I'd like To talk about those My mind is open, but my heart must be closed Closed of to the things that could make me whole again If I let your words sink in and soften the blow Come and soften the blow so I can feel you like an animal I can't remember when I felt it for real 'cause I've made a big deal out of practically nothing I can hear something and it's calling my name But I'll cover it, ignoring it, just for one more day Tell me a story that I'll never forgot I'll put it in my pocket, and pay you back another day Let's gather up our worries, and all our regrets and take 'em down to the water That we haven't even seen yet If I let your words sink in and soften the blow Come and soften the blow so I can feel you like an animal
3.
04:38
Ohohohohohhh Don't make me do it Ohohohohohhh I'm gonna lose it And hope, if you believe it I don't, so I won't receive it If I'm not at home Than I'm up on the hill Or I might be by the river Trying to get my shit together Ohh for you, we;ll manipulate the weather, for you Ohohohohohhh We're in a crossfire We're shooting down What belongs up in the sky And I hope, I hope we lose it 'Cause maybe than we will rebuild it If I'm not at home Than I'm up on the hill Or I might be by the river Just pushing stones together Ohh for you, we'll manipulate the weather, for you
4.
03:28
I sink like a stone When I am alone And when you leave the house I'll dial you up on the telephone We're climbing up the ladder Pretending that it matters Still we sink like we're stones When we are alone So I'm not coming home Home No I'm not coming home Home We sink like we're stones When we are alone And when you leave the house I'll dial you up on the telephone So I'm not coming home Home I wouldn't know where to start or where to go To get home No I'm not coming home
5.
Last time I called you The universe exploded The city, it ate you And spit you back out I was turning money Into foreign relationships I became complacent Didn't think we would win What you've got It's everything I'm not Where I eat To where you sleep It's a million feet apart

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Recorded in New York City, September of 2009.

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released September 6, 2010

Ryan Rebo: lyrics, vocals, instrumentation
Erica Quitzow: violin, cello
Recorded in NYC at Republik Studios
Produced by Dan Tobiason and Ryan Rebo
Mixed by Dan Tobiason and Ryan Rebo
Mastered in The Quarantine of Folk
Cover photo by Andrew Shepherd
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Cover layout/design by Ryan Rebo

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