The Isolation Tapes Vol. III

by Eric Peter Schwartz

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NOT FINISHED COOKING (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) Head down toe to toe I'll back down Been here before Blow up shatter glass growl til I cry and make a mess Break my teeth knot in my gut adrenaline shakes igniting blood little child baby boy rage of a man busting toys I was born of love I was raised in love I'm not done yet I'm not finished cooking Growing up metamorph the whole wide world of opening doors Fall in love find the touch don't know her mind so it's not enough Need too much choke it out swing for infinity lose to the doubt little child baby boy burn through the love that you enjoy I was born of love I was raised in love I'm not done yet I'm not finished cooking 48 fight constantly to be the man I want to be Squeezing a heart or pounding the dirt it seems like love is the source of the hurt passion and rage halves of a whole it's not about love it's about control Little child baby boy open your hands and let it go
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Words and music by E.P. Schwartz There's nothing I can say that hasn't been said by someone much better than me
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I DON'T WANNA LOVE IN TEXAS (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) I was eating a flat iron steak on a westbound Amtrak train I was going from Chicago to Dallas then turn around and do it again I was sitting with a stranger eating steak and enjoying a beer would've been more awkward not to talk to him so I bent him an ear He'd been out east visiting family from his east Texas home he'd moved there to build the wind farms and he lived there all alone I said "You don't have a wife or girlfriend" as the train slid through the miles he looked out the window and took a drink and then I saw him smile He said I don't wanna love in Texas I don't want anything tying me here I don't wanns a beautiful woman blowing Texas air in my ear I don't wanna put no roots down don't wanna plant no family tree I don't want no Texas arms holding on to me (Solo) He said, please don't get me wrong, son I like Ol' Tejas fine the weather suits my constitution and the sky is big and wide In my heart it's not my home I haven't found my place just yet I haven't seen enough of this planet to have turned up a table to set so I don't wanna love in Texas I don't want anything tying me here I don't wanna a beautiful woman blowing Texas air in my ear I don't wanna put no roots down don't wanna plant no family tree I don't want no Texas arms holding on to me (solo) He got off in Texarkana walked away from the train alone I rolled on to Dallas did my thing and went back home and all these years later his words echo in my ear have I seen enough of this great, big world to know I belong here (Chorus)
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NOSTADAMUS AND NOSFERATU (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) Nostradamus and Nosferatu a strange pairing that is true Nostradamus would follow where the thread would lead Nosferatu would use that to figure out where to feed An unsteady alliance for sure but their intentions were fairly pure as Nostradamus would write his quatrain and Nosferatu would hunt for blood to drain They met in the back of an ale house where lights were low and there was no crowd They were both tired of the game and saw in each other a chance to change Nostradamus said "my vision is long I can see so far and see so much wrong I want to do more than I can do to change the outcome of my view" Nosferatu said "I'm just a beast There's never a purpose only the feast I want more reason behind the things I do more significance to the victims I choose It was here that the deal was made between the prophet and the evening Shade they use their talents to shape the world change the direction time and blood swirled Nostradamus would gaze through time find a fiend then follow the line Nosferatu would hunt his prey end the bloodline and make the change Future visions began to shift Nostradamus was precise Nosferatu was swift But Nostradamus found a pain in his head the cracks they were making by making the dead He could see with through his prophet eyes where they made a change a different evil would rise Some worse than the ones before he knew they couldn't keep this up anymore One night they met under threatening weather "Nosferatu, we're not making things any better. It was folly to think we'd improve future days we should stop this now go our separate ways." Nosferatu was angry he snarled and growled "But I'm not just a beast now and of that I am proud! I haven't changed what I am but changed what I do I'm more than a monster all thanks to you." Nostradamus declined "these visions must end and go back to our paths to walk alone, my friend" Nostradaums said "We're breaking all time and space" Nosferatu just nodded and then ate his face
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ONCE AROUND, MOLLY (Words and music by Eric Peter Schwartz) I remember watching you in the hot Missouri sun birthday cake on your lips splashing until the day was done It's just one of a million tiny lights that burn in me when I look into your blue eyes my my my Sweet Pea (Chorus) So let's go once around, Molly Let's go once around Take my hand please, Molly let's show them the things we've found Bungalow in oil lamp light clouds churning in a Kansas sky sitting with you, storm rolling in a woman's face with the same blue eyes (CHORUS) (BRIDGE) I remember watching you under the hot Missouri sun across a table of vodka and seafood your easy smile to everyone Now every day that passes I glow with pride for you your kindness, your love, your humanity and those glorious eyes of blue (Chorus)
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AND THEN SHE GOES (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) A little gold to complete the circuit a little heat to warm the skin a little oil to ease the movement pour the wine put the battery in A few candles to aid the romance a few petals from a rose flip the switch engage the OS a little music and then she goes a little drink to take the edge off lithium ion solar charge a new outit fix the hair up turn on the wi fi check for bars High count Egyptian cotton lavender essential oil AI Bio data mining a little music and then she goes Plug her in take a shower make coffee towel dry make notes in your science journal in detail about last night A little bit less objective a little strange in the afterglow you want to get back to it a little music and then she goes she kisses like a real woman soft and warm and wet and wise a twinge of guilt about your plaything does she feel look in her eyes All of this was for science is this love now do you suppose hold her hand kiss her forehead a little music and then she goes
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Restoration 03:20
RESTORATION (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) Every picture that goes through your hands you brighten every room you walk into seems to lighten And I know you'll argue but I'm the lucky one It sets your Irish eyes aglow when we smile And you'll refill our glasses if you had to trudge a thousand miles And I know you'll argue but I'm the lucky one Oh the love you bring with kindness and patience to my mother and me it's like restoration For a twilight dance on an Irish beach you're my guy When I am on the other side of the world you're my Samurai And I know you'll argue but I'm the lucky one You blew into our lives loud and strong like a hurricane retrieved our hearts from the tracks of an oncoming train And I know you'll argue but I'm the lucky one Oh the love you bring with kindness and patience to my mother and me is like restoration If I had it to do again you'd be the one I'd choose thankfully my son has never known a world without you So maybe in the end my son's the lucky one Oh the love you bring with kindness and patience to my mother, my son and me is like restoration
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RISKY KISS ON KONGENS GATE (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) They say honey doesn't go bad but this honey was wrong I met her in an Oslo cab during the midnight sun Brown over blue pale balcony with a view A hidden door to slip through a risky kiss to fall into she knew a secret bunker where the Oslogjengen used to stash their arms The smell of lavender and gun oil melted me into her charms Brown over blue pale balcony with a view A hidden door to slip through a risky kiss to fall into (spoken) She took me to a tiny attic not far from Akershus Fortress and the next 13 hours are a cherry blossom blur of music and Hansa Pilsner and skin The next morning, I think it was morning, I stumbled fog headed out onto Kongen's Gate and never saw her again I thought "I like Norway" They say honey doesn't go bad but that honey was wrong honey spun my head and shook the ground I've been walking on Brown over blue pale balcony with a view A hidden door to slip through a risky kiss to fall into
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BETTER AT SATURDAY NIGHT (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) Drive two hours west to the Iowa line away from the city traffic is fine an hour and a half early sittin' at the bar killing time Just sitting and thinking staring into my beer eavesdropping on locals what do they want to hear what they're buying on the jukebox until my conscience is clear I'll be working tonight sweating for bread nervous that I don't have all the songs in my head Christ, I'm almost fifty I should buy a music stand instead Bartender grabs a lime and slides back the lid They all know each other in here they all know each others kids what shit they've been going through and where the bodies are hid I check my phone still 15 minutes to go folks cast a glance and wonder about the show a guy asks what I play I chuckle "I don't rightly know" Their evening is relaxed their laughter is real they're here to erase the exact anxieties I feel tonight as I play but that's the deal I am luck to be up here and to be what I be and from behind this microphone I can clearly see everyone in this place is better at Saturday night than me
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CONGRATULATIONS, I HATE YOU (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) You're like a little brat in your big boy suit pretending to do the things important people do You're used to chocolate cake and doing what you please you just were not built for days like these I'm a bleeding heart but I've been pushed too far congratulations I hate you I'm a bleeding heart and I try so hard congratulations I hate you Don't pretend you don't know who I'm talking about you're discolored by a delusion I can't wrap my brain around You put on your "important" face and you play to the mob you're like a televangelist without the God (Chorus) You've demonized people I love you wouldn't know love if it spanked you The funny thing about the crowd you play to they're gonna turn on you they all ways do Good luck (Chorus)
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GOOD NIGHT, AURORA (words and music by E.P. Schwartz) Seventy miles as the crow flies to where the place of my birth lies So somewhere between here and Gary I will probably be buried Good night, good night, Aurora I never really got away I never thought you were big enough to hold all these things in my head somehow you convinced me to stay All my love resides even when the horizon's in my eyes So no matter where this guitar makes me roam I will follow this song home Good night, good night, Aurora I never really got away Seems you were big enough to hold all these things in my heart and staying here is the price I gladly pay LA sweetly sang my name London did the same and as my dreams criss crossed the years they finally sat down to rest here Another night on this porch of mine more and more it's where I spend my time listening to the city under the street light like two old friends saying good night Good night, good night, Aurora I never really got away Seems I can't get rid of the things in my heart and head but if you'll have me, I will stay

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The third and final installment of THE ISOLATION TAPES. All songs were written and recorded during the 2020 Covid-19 lockdown.

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released July 20, 2020

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