Davy Jones' Locker

Ayn
Garden Song
Denmark
My Best Friend
Cukaloris
Been Down A Lot Lately
Consolation Prize
Cake
Bottle Yours
I Can't See You
So Many Reasons
Do You Still Remember Me?
It Never, Just Might

David Schelzel, Oed Ronne, Bobby Mittan, Rob Minnig

Produced entirely by The Ocean Blue and recorded by Rob Minnig, except 'Do You Still Remember Me?' which was recorded by Don Peris.

Mastered by Don Peris.

Cover photograph by Oed Ronne.

Graphic Design by Allen Clapp.

Ayn

This one comes calling again

calling from the corner of my heart

the canyon of my soul

whispering words from within

whispering the silver and the gold

of what I want to hear about

This is what it means

This is what it means for you

This one keeps calling again

calling from the corner of my heart

the attic of my mind

whispering words from within

reasoning resistance all away

you know its unavoidable

This is what it means

This is what it means for you

Its truth made for you

Truth manufactured just for you

Oh, this is what it means

for you

This one comes calling again

calling from the corner of my heart

the attic of my mind

whispering words from within

whispering the absolutes and I

it's what I want to hear about

This is what it means

This is what it means for YOU

Garden Song

Do you see?

Do you know?

Do you watch the way your garden grows?

Can breathe through your nose?

Can you swim against the undertow?

Do you see in the sky?

Do you ever stop to wonder why?

Can you sing to yourself?

With an audience of no one else

that is over now,

what's done is done

don't look at me

if you're not number one

Can you move?

Can you will?

Can you know a thing that won't sit still

Can you dance to a tune

That has no point and is stopping soon?

Denmark

Like mist or a daydream real

made of substance

can you feel it?

buildings brown (of in a gray downtown)

in the twilight

can you see it?

photographs

typographs

in the papers did you read it?

stop and blink

as I pause to think

I wonder does it matter much at all?

Denmark came and a Denmark marked my soul

Songs for a real crowd in a cafe

full of listeners

know your tongue

and they know your man

in the crowd now did you see her?

airplanes

window panes

and a misting of the viewpoint

stop and blink

as I stop to think

I wonder would I miss her much at all

Denmark came and a Denmark marked my soul

Muse for damp heart

in a country living softly

countless walks on a timeless way

in a body filled with coffee

poetry

irony

of the moment

can you feel it?

stop and blink

as I stop to think,

I wonder will I miss this much at all?

My Best Friend

He's supposed to be

My best friend

Oh won't you recognize that

And play the part for real

Don't pretend

You don't remember your lines

Don't remove

Your heart and your mind

From your body

He's supposed to be

All made up

Can you imagine the thought?

Sitting way up high

Pulling strings

Calling the shots

Making moves

before you think the thought

Life's supposed to be

Rational

At least the serious part

And stick to all the rules

Don't pretend

You don't remember this part

Don't forget

You're dealing with my heart

See what happens?

See what's done?

When you leave me all alone....

Cukaloris

Been Down A Lot Lately

My sad and sorry maybes

Don't get me far

Shortcomings tell you who you are

Been down a lot lately

Been down a lot

and I know

how it goes

Things pass in time

That's what they say

Forgive forget and fade away

Been down a lot lately

Been down a lot

and I know

how it goes

Consolation Prize

Cake

Stop her, don't let anybody breathe

Wake her, don't let anybody see

Don't batter your own

when you bake your cake

Don' shatter the bone

when you bake your cake

Help her, she is not herself

Love her, she is not her own

I don't know who's talking

but it isn't me, it isn't me

I don't know who's speaking

but I see it clear, I see clear

I don't know the way out of here'

Bottle Yours

Bottle your happiness

and put it in jars

save it for wintertime

and snow

Wrap up your holidays

with ribbons and bows

stuff them all underneath

your bed

Bottle yours

as the snow is falling

Bottle yours in your mind

bottle yours

August remembrance

October, July

'April is the cruelest month'

he wrote

Burn in your bluey stare

Freeze in your smile

Weaving them deep within

my soul

Bottle yours

when the rain starts falling

bottle yours

in my heart

bottle yours

I Can't See You

This world is falling down

on me

I can't tell my friends

from these

You might think it strange

Or you might find it funny

But I can't see you at all

Your life is blowing up

before me

Laughing though you are

I can see

You might think it strange

You might find it funny

But I can't see you at all

When Altas shrugs, his smile

you will see

Laughing though you are

You will see

So Many Reasons

I remember the time

when you fought for all the reasons

that you had stacked in the back of your head

like your old record collection

Until it went crack in your head

there were so so many reasons

and you felt shot and then dead

for so so many reasons

I remember the way

that you spoke up without thinking

about the things you know you shouldn't have said

like a fountain that was speaking

Until it went crack in your head

there were so so many reasons

and you felt shot and then dead

for so so many reasons

and your words went straight to the head

and clicked on all the reason

found excuses shot and then dead

for so so many reasons

Do You Still Remember Me?

Think of me when your happy

Think of me when your sad

think of me like some sole survivor

of some dreaded disease

Think of me by the balustrade

Think of me in your park

Think of me on the road to nowhere

and I'm upstairs alone

Dream its a part of you

don't look down on it so

far far below

Dream screams its a part of you

but remember I'm

for real

Think of me when you triumph

think of me when you fail

think of me in the passing moment

and I'm upstairs alone

Think of me as nada

think of me as a nil

think of be as blank, a blackout

but I'm outside your door'

It Never, Just Might

You say your life's on loan

but you don't know who you loaned it to

You say you're all alone

and you can hardly sleep at night

You say you've been uptight

that you can't tell your left from right

You say you'll be alright

but your eyes betray your fright

You say it seems alright

and you always leave it at that

you say your life's on loan

but you can hardly give it away

you say your freedom's a kite

it never, just might

sing sara sara

so a matter of fact

just a shrug in a rug

just sit back and relax

coffee or tea

a plastic bag

headphones are on

shades are drawn

it never, just might