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Outta My Mind
04:06
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Outta My Mind
Words and music by Nickolas Travis
It don’t matter where I’m from
My name is not important
But I’m Jack Lance of Lexington
This is my story
Met a girl in October,
1964
I never knew what true love was
‘Til I opened up that door
I was outta my mind
“Baby, “ she said. “Don’t you want to take a little walk downstairs with me?”
And I was putty in her hands.
Out of my mind.
This is the life I’m left to live
Sitting here on this bar stool
Telling everybody what I did
Confession soothes my soul
I have killed so many times.
Men, women, children
Take one look through my eyes
And call me a hero
Because I’m outta my mind.
“Buddy over here take to sign your name and take a trip overseas.”
And I just didn’t understand
Things were so much simpler sitting swinging with you back in the States, back in the day. Back before there was Viet Nam.
I might have come back but I’ll never come home
I’ll never see you again. And I might be looking right at you.
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2. |
In the Dirt
03:52
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In the Dirt
Words by Nickolas Travis
Music by Nickolas Travis and Joe Villani
A distant song gets played
I hear it everyday
But every time the band starts in
They never play it the same
The guitar starts it off
The player’s playing too loud
But still I’m sucked in and soon I’m adrift
And I’m floating away in the clouds
But I don’t sing along
‘Cause I don’t know the words
And I may never know the meaning of these sounds
Flowing through my head
The drums make thunderous sounds
The bass is holding it down
The same story told is the same all around
And if sung from the guts then the truth could be found
Is your life in the dirt?
Are you living for your home and your work?
You say I will get better but it only ever seems to get worse.
Is your life in the dirt?
Is your roof caving in on you?
No matter where you run the sky is coming down around you and there’s nothing that you can do. C’mon.
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3. |
No Goldmine
03:28
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No Goldmine
Words by Nickolas Travis
Music by Nickolas Travis and Joe Villani
I can remember so long ago
Late in November when the frosty moon glowed
I took off that evening I was looking for death
I knew I could find it if I headed out west
I got me a goldmine and I struck it rich
Found a good women had a couple of kids
The townspeople loved me and they made me their Mayor
We grew old together with nary a care
Time stands still for me
And I see what I want to see
I started a new life
I guess it was time
The years become seconds
They’re all in my mind
I’m a victim of reality
Not mine, yours you forced on me
And all through those lifetimes I was right here
They are more real than your world run on fear
And so it turns out it was all in my head
No goldmine, no wife and I miss my kids
But I never met them
So I’ll carry on through the night
Following my guiding light
And who’s to say which one is right?
‘Cause I’m still right here and…
How’d this come to happen? I cannot relate
I look all around me and it fills me up with hate
Who’s to even say what is really real?
My dreams can show me more than your life ever will
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4. |
The Pit
04:29
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The Pit
Words and music by Nickolas Travis
Let go. They say, “You’re sure to fall into the pit.”
Lately, I’ve been feeling I might just go for it.
Blaming no one. Time will be that which will decide.
But when it’s up the pit awaits you and I.
I never thought I’d see the day come
I’m chasing the horizon
I’m going down
I’m headed to the pit
Sinking feeling. My situation’s fading fast.
Soon I must find a line that I can grasp.
Don’t you think that I won’t hesitate to
It’s just I got nothing left here to relate to
It’s on my mind all the time
Just to see how far I’ll fly
To fly or fall they feel the same
Until you hit
I’m headed to the pit
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5. |
Ashes in the Wind
04:22
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Ashes in the Wind
Words by Nickolas Travis
Music by Nickolas Travis and Joe Villani
I try so hard to find those places of my mind and it takes up all my time.
And who I’m supposed to be, no one get to see. Not even if it’s me.
I don’t belong here no more.
Across the ocean wide way passed the deepest sea. That ‘s where I will be.
And nobody will know ‘cause in the night I’ll go never to return.
Let’s play pretend. We’ll laugh the time away.
And in the end our lives are all the same.
Let it be known the reason I can’t stay:
I don’t belong here no more.
Just when I think I’ve made it out
It pulls me back I scream and shout
“I’m such a fool to think I’d changed!”
I should have known all lives end the same
And who is free of sin? Let them do me in. I’m ashes in the wind.
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The Things I Take With Me
Words and music by Nickolas Travis
There’s a place I go to
Just outside the corner of my mind
The only place I ever shed tears
Will be where I lay down and die
I worked up the land for years and years
For to reap, first one must sew
If I felt it once then to feel it twice
It’s to this land I must go
And no one will ever see
The things I take with me
The earth is a haven for skeletons
The sky is yesterday’s ghosts
And if ever I wish things were different
It’s to this land I go
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Incomplete (There’s Nothing Left to Say)
Words and music by Nickolas Travis
The sound is the same whether you’re walking in or out of that door
Either go or stay
It’s hard to explain but I just don’t feel the same way anymore
And now there’s nothing left to say
And we’ll carry on
And we’ll try not to run into each other
And when we do we’ll just say
“Oh, you’re looking fine. Well, how’s your life?”
Take the time to figure out just what you want.
It’s what you had when everything was incomplete.
I felt the light with you
I felt so right with you
I just kept sounding off
Acting like a fool
And it went on and on for days
There’s nothing left to say…
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8. |
Livin' in the Real World
03:30
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Livin’ in the Real World
Words and music by Nickolas Travis
My best intentions have gotten me this far
If nothing else I’m farther from the start
I’ve got bad habits for passing the days through
I sleep too late and don’t create
I always tell the truth
I don’t think that I can ever change
Just an exercise in seeing how low
Things can go before I fall down into the shadows
I’ve heard the knocking and chose not to answer
And then the pounding starts it’s louder all the time
Why can’t they stop I’ve done nothing for this
Still they’re knocking down my door
They’re coming after me
I don’t think that I’ll ever escape
Just put off dying a day or two longer
Cursed from birth and left to live a life full of hunger
Livin’ in the real world
And now my plans are getting harder to justify
I’m getting questions and they’re poisoning my mind
It’s not enough just to try to be happy
It’s all too much I can’t keep up
It’s coming down around me
I don’t think that I’m the only one
My best intentions are letting me down now
I’m left to end it all or just see how it plays out
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9. |
Back on the Road
05:48
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Back on the Road
Words and music by Nickolas Travis
Life’s a joke and it’s mostly bad
So it comes that you’re the best I’ve had
So I just laugh it off
Goddamn this feeling in my mind
I’ve got my toes pressed against the line
I’ve got to take that step
I’m back on the road
After how long I don’t know
I’m back again
Back on the road
I never stayed in one place very long
I’m feeling that will always be my song
So I just sing it loud
Let the whole world think and say what it wants.
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Naked Apes Indiana
Formed in 2012, Naked Apes have been writing and performing original music in the Chicagoland region since their
formation. The band is currently continuing to play live and promote their first full-length LP, released earlier this year.
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