Seconds [LP]

by The Last Domino

I've been driftin' for God only knows how long Half dead and semi-conscious, floating on and on My ship was on its way to clearer skies When it was tossed and shattered into pieces among the brine It was too late for me Too late for me until you came I could barely shoulder the weight Of my shipwrecked fate until you came And got me on my feet once again Now I'm on the mend Because you tended to my wounds And staved off the end Take all the loss And clear all the moss from my eyes Go bury them at sea with the rest Of all the shards and pieces of the past 'Cos with this gift you've given to me I have what I need To start to rebuild, reconstruct And head back to sea I've been fixin' holes around the deck Not quite perfect; not oceanready just yet But soon I'll be on my way to clearer skies
Seconds 02:42
All in twenty-seven seconds, your location gave you away On the phone when clicks began to break up every word you'd say Mom must be behind this, 'cos it wasn't me, you've got to believe Lines were cut, but static couldn't drown out what you said to me: "Well it's too late for me Don't waste your time And don't cry for me You have your own life I've made my mistakes But I'll remember the beauty along the way Those seconds along the way" All in twenty seconds, they had found you and they hauled you away Sentenced at the hearing without hearing just how much you'd changed Calling from the cellblock to repent to mom and our family You maintained your calm, though you had known you'd take your life in a week "Well it's too late for me Don't waste your time And don't cry for me You have your own life You'll fall and you'll bleed But don't forget the beauty along the way The seconds along the way" Only seven seconds passed, and your casket was lowered away All forgiven, all forgotten, save for what you said your last day: "Much can happen in a second; make each count toward good memories" I know I can soldier through when your words echo all through me
I swear to tell the truth Whole truth and nothin' but the truth, so help me God Yeah, she came in at noon Hollerin' like a damned fool 'bout how I never called But you listen carefully I tell you it wasn't me who shot her against my wall You say you have the prints Well, piss on all your evidence, 'cos I say I ain't wrong So don't go judgin' me No no, don't go judgin' me It ain't my fault You don't know anything at all Don't throw the book just yet There's somethin' that I haven't said, so hear my case I'm trapped inside my head Held prisoner in a lion's den; a stranger with my face Just take a look at me And tell me that you see a cold-blooded animal So I'll tell you I was there But hell, I'm always unaware when the other man overtakes So don't go judgin' me No no, don't go judgin' me It ain't my fault 'Cos you don't know the half You don't know the other half at all I wasn't in control when my bullet made that hole I'd never hurt a soul And I'd planned to call her up, but I'd been down on my luck Now I've shot my chance at love What have I done?
Naïve 02:41
You fooled me twice for reasons I will never know And for a second time, I'll deck the halls alone It's ever been your nature to play innocent So what made me think this year would be any different? Well, I'm naive The one she loved was thinking of her eyes that day When he was shot while fighting half the world away He never knew about her infidelity Somebody please restore my faith in humanity 'Cos I'm naive "So kids, I'd like to try a little game today We'll get to know each other better if we play Now John, would you please stand up and address the class? Give us an adjective you feel describes you best"
Summer Flame 02:37
I don't remember what was said when I caught you two in bed But now I sit here drinkin' shit beer, chasin' Johnnie Walker Red It's not the fact you wrecked my world, or that you left me for a girl But now supposin' the bar is closin', I've got no place left to curl So barkeep, please don't shout last call Or I might just end it all Just keep it comin' with the alcohol I never touched one drop with you. I knew it would upset you to But now I slump here drinkin' skunk beer, chasin' Johnnie Walker Blue The more I drink, the more I see I don't need you to comfort me Through empty bottles and beer I've got total clarity Oh barkeep, please don't shout that call Or I might just end it all Just keep it flowin' with the alcohol Oh, when tomorrow comes around, where do you think that I'll be found? I've had enough to kill a full-grown cow Oh, when tomorrow comes around, I may be six feet underground But I'll still have one more for now I saw your face when dawn had cracked. You pled with me to take you back I soaked the reverie in when everything went Johnnie Walker Black I'd just remembered what was said, but seeing your face had calmed my head And I'd let bygones become bygones if I could return again Oh, when tomorrow comes around, do you think that I'll be found? I had enough to kill a full-grown cow And when tomorrow comes around, looks like I'll be six feet underground Too bad I never had that final round This was my last call for someone's aid Now it's the last call for Heaven's train If only you weren't too late
Clean Break 03:39
In a box in the garage Lie the memories from when we were "us" I took it down there and brushed all the dust From my shoulders I come to find, back upstairs A message telling me you're trying to care Evidence that you're still unaware; When it's over, it's over I'll hibernate for the winter Bandage the limbs and resew all the seams Pluck out the lingering splinters And sleep 'til the day that I don't see your face in my dreams Invitations to meet Spots of lunch and some hot cups of tea Don't sound all that appealing to me Or to him, I'm sure Jagged ends I can take But usually I prefer a clean break Of course I don't regret one single day But it's over I don't exist for the winter Adjusted the bed after setting the bones Plucked out the last of the splinters Changed all addresses and pulled out the phones And I'll sleep 'til the day that I don't see your face in my dreams
It's been the same old tale for years I fall on blind eyes and, of course, deaf ears I'm growin' weary of competin' when I can't even place When I can't get one single cheer If I could turn myself into another for a day... It'd sure be a temptin' thing to do... I'd like to think that I could get the gold But I was born to runner-up She's never been too keen on men But once she meets you, she is surely bound to bend I'm not insensitive, but with you as my case and point Well, That herring always turns bright red If I could turn myself into another for a day... It'd sure be a temptin' thing to do... But I can't change anything just like that Guess I was born to runner-up If I could turn myself into another for a day... It'd sure be a temptin' thing to do... When all those awards came hangin' over me I'd take home that prize if I was you But I'll just have to be happy with me The one who's born to runner-up
For all the wounds I've sustained this year And for the bruises to come If you're even out there, you listen clear I'll die before shedding tear one I've never been one to shift the blame But what other choice do I have? Seems everything I do, I do in vain And don't dare tell me I'm a bad man And all of the singers who write all the songs Sending their praises to you Don't seem to realize they wouldn't be wrong To hold you accountable, too Give me a blessing, then take it back I guess I'm good comic relief Well this jester's got about one more act Before he suspends all belief You've had your last laugh at my expense So why don't we stop on a dime? It's not even worth my last two cents Much less my valuable time So call me what you will, but I'd be enraged If I wasn't steering my life "Divine intervention" is just another way Of saying my will's second in line



released March 31, 2007

John Orr - vocals, guitars, bass, drums, percussion, alto saxophone, two notes on a keyboard
All songs written, arranged, and performed by John Orr
©2006 Glow Of The Night Publishing (ASCAP)

Co-produced by John Orr @ Bubble Man's Lair (Carmel, IN)
Mixed by John Orr and J.S. @ Chicken Heart Recordings (Indianapolis, IN)
Mastered by J.S.

Additional vocals on 10 by Cameron Oehler

Cover photo by Stuart Singer, edited by John Orr
Performance photo by Phil Kijak
Layout by John Orr


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The Last Domino Los Angeles, California

John Orr has performed under the name The Last Domino since 2005. What began as acoustic singer/songwriter fare with his first EP blossomed into a unique style through subsequent releases that spans a myriad genres from rock to electronic to Parisian waltz. Domino shows are innovative one-man-army performances, layering organic loops & beats with various instruments like the saxophone & melodica. ... more

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