Notes, notes, notes flying off in the air
The question of the moment is it always clear?
And what makes you my brother when the others aren’t near?
And what’s it all about as you play "Martha My Dear?"

And I shake my head ‘cause it’s always on trial
And I can’t deny it’s been you all the while
And I shake my head ‘cause it’s always in style
And I can’t suppress how you make me smile.

Love, love, love where did it all begin?
Major with a minor crossing keys in the wind
With an ‘L’ there on your forehead how can you ever win?
Has this twisted fate of yore placed you in a tailspin?

And I shake my head ‘cause it’s always on trial
And I can’t deny it’s been you all the while
And I shake my head ‘cause it’s always in style
And I can’t suppress how you make me smile.

Cry, cry, cry bleed me I’m never dry
Till the rivers run red and the sorrows pass by
It’s the thing that happens here I’m getting used to it now
If I fail to make the grade I know you’ll help me somehow.

And I shake my head ‘cause it’s always on trial
And I can’t deny it’s been you all the while
And I shake my head ‘cause it’s always in style
And I can’t suppress how you make me smile.

And I shake my head, Heisenberg has to laugh
Was it ever this good when he heard of this path?
Have you left behind the notion there’s a fork in the road?
And your wispy wine of ocher showing me where to go?

An object lesson in the coolness of calmness
when two or more are gathered together in my name
primordial completion of the flaming infinity symbol
put something good on the box
everybody knows what we’re after
everybody knows what we’re after
everybody knows what we’re after
holding hands in a circle.

NATHAN HUBBARD – Drums, Percussion
JON KANIS – Acoustic Guitar, Lead & Background Vocals
MIKE KENEALLY – Electric Slide Guitar, Background Vocals
STEVE KOBASHIGAWA – Electric Bass Guitar

Music & lyrics by Jon Kanis.