It's the Most Important Meal of the Day!

by Rockwell Family Dinner

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released April 17, 2015

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Track Name: She's a Rockwell Portrait
I'd take a hole in my gut over a hole in my bed
Because the former's a bummer, but the latter keeps me up and well-read
And I need a new late-night bestseller like a hole in my head
But with you I'd sleep easy, so lead me on discretely

And I think we'd still get along real good
So let's drink or carve our names all up in worn wood
Or something

I want a love picturesque over the real thing
I'd imagine it sweetly, but I dream it all too big and it stings
I admit I'm a sucker in building up your fantasy
But for you I fall easy, so take me in completely

Oh my love, she's a rockwell portrait (bah bah bah....)
Track Name: Old Victorian
I caught a pattern in your smile, the young buck in you still believing
It'll never start receding
I'm gonna keep it for a little while and wrap it up like a cellophane baggy But there's always an opening (in the air!)
And I feel it when...

It creeks like an old victorian
When the bed starts to creek, I already brace for its memoriam

I'm hearing symphonies in your smile, but it's a melody made easy
For credits when they're rolling
I'm gonna keep it for a little while and wrap it up like cellophane
But there's always an opening (in the air!)
In the cold still penetrating midwestern air

In this midwestern air (repeat)
I always feel it when...

It creeks like an old victorian
When the bed starts to creek, I already brace for its memoriam
Don't let us creek like an old victorian
Please don't let us creek like an old victorian

In this midwestern air
Track Name: Lightning Bugs in a Jar
Your heart's a burning circle, and you're always bitchin' bout the weather
When you're bored, anticipating that your friends will starting separating
In the fall, and you were home when you called me down, drunk, saying
That it's so hard dreaming of stars or catching lightning bugs

In a jar

Your heart's a burning circle, and you're always bitchin' bout your boyfriends
And me, I could have been the one-- the coulda, shoulda, woulda one
Until the fall, when I was at school and you called me all euphoric singing
And it's so hard seeing those stars. It's bringing back feelings through these lightning bugs in a jar

In a jar

I'm a fan of the Indian summers that bleed over well into September
I'm a fan of the Indian summers
With summer bugs and smells and playoff prospects well into September
I kinda love that

(She's a Vagabond)
She can't stand all the lake effect winters of Cleveland proper
So she stares at that mason jar trying to remember her California gap year
And it was a 3 year gap year and a 3 year head rush
That WWOOFing farm commune, the one with all the lightning bugs
And it was warm when her memory went to black that September
She kinda forgot that

And know she kinda falls back in that jar
Track Name: Big Red Moon
There's a big red moon hanging over 71
With you wincing your eyes it kinda felt like the sun
Yeah, the show was a blast, but I ain't sticking around
'Cuz crashing in Columbus, it always gets me down
I could give you a ride, and I think I've seen you around
From those days back in school all lost in respective crowds
And if you don't want to talk, I won't make a sound
We could throw on a mix, and just crank it all loud

And she said, "I really love that song"

I ask: why is every song better when it's random on the radio
Or every girl funnier if she's a shadow of where you used to go?
Yeah, I could drop you home in Canton and sleep like a log
Or take 76 to Akron, go out and get bombed
And a second leg in Cleveland feels a little too far
And the bask of that red light, it could pass for any other star

Maybe we could just hang in the car

I think we started talking when "Come on Eileen" came on
Our handclaps went in unison when "Blister in the Sun" came on
We were gushing over gorgeous driving weather
When "All the Young Dudes" came on
We dropped all our plans together when "All my Friends" came on

And she said, "I really love that song"

There's a big red moon hanging over 71
With you wincing your eyes it kinda felt like the sun

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