Postscript

by Jeff Litman

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"A powerful statement and a highly personal work absolutely deserves "top ten" of 2009 consideration. 10 out of 10!" -Powerpopaholic

"the best singer/songwriter debut I've come across in many months, and 2009 has another early best-of contender." -Absolute Power Pop

"a clear contender for one of the best melodic rock discs of the year." -Rock and Roll Report

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released 06 January 2009
All Songs Written by Jeff Litman, ©2008 Born Enormous Music (BMI) except "Everything You're Not" and "Postscript" written by Jeff Litman and Andy Thompson ©2008 Born Enormous Music (BMI) and Sticker for a Song (ASCAP)
Produced and Arranged by Andy Thompson and Jeff Litman.
Recorded and Mixed by Andy Thompson in Minneapolis, MN, 2007-2008.
Additional Recording by Jeff Litman in New York, NY, 2007-2008.
Mastered by Roger Seibel at SAE Mastering, Phoenix, AZ.

Musicians
Jeff Litman: lead/background vocals, guitars, bass, piano, keyboards, percussion
Andy Thompson: drums; percussion; background vocals on Anna, Detroit Layover, Maine and Let You Go; organ on Wife; mandolin on Maine; violin on Anna, Wife, Maine, and Postscript
Kelly Jones: co-lead vocals on Maine
Eric Struve: upright bass on Maine
Meghan Miller: flute on Anna and Postscript
Diego Merino: flugelhorn on Postscript
Emily Dufour: cello on Anna, Postscript, and It Wasn't Me
Larissa Koehler: cello on Wife
Ellen Carpenter: background vocals on Detroit Layover

String Arrangements on Wife, Anna, and Postscript by Jeff Litman.

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tags: andy thompson jeff litman minneapolis pop postscript powerpop rock singer-songwriter powerpop rock singer-songwriter New York

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Track Name: Anna
Anna’s a blast
She’s got a nice smile, and she thinks I’m a gas.
I’ve never met someone like her.
We walk the streets.
I open the door, and she shuffles her feet.
It feels like June in November.

But she stops me and says
“I’m so glad you’re my friend,
I need someone to confide in.”

Anna is perfect, but she’s got a boyfriend.
She says he’s not worth it,
but it’s never gonna end.
Why do I always get hung up on someone like her.
When am I gonna learn?

Sometimes it’s rough.
He’ll push her aside when he’s had enough.
She keeps on saying he means no harm.
I nod and stare,
playing the part of somebody who cares.
I guess that’s all part of my charm.

I want to tell her she’s wrong,
he’s no good for her now.
She needs someone to rely on.

Anna is perfect, but she’s got a boyfriend.
She says he’s not worth it,
but it’s never gonna end.
Why do I always get hung up on someone like her.
When am I gonna learn?

Stay awhile,
spill your guts, I’ll try to be your friend.
But what the hell’s the difference if your going home to him.

What’s it about me that says
I’m better off as a friend
that I’m someone to confide in.

Anna is perfect, but she’s got a boyfriend.
She says he’s not worth it,
but it’s never gonna end.
Why do I always get hung up on someone like her.
When am I gonna learn?
Track Name: Complicate
In my little world,
you never left.
But now there you sit
in his caress.
And I’ll never resurrect
my shattered hope that you’ll come back.

I walked a thousand miles
in the brightness of your smile,
but that’s all gone.
It always ends that way for me,
but I hold on,
and I know it’s wrong,
but you still complicate me.

I try not to think
about that time.
I had everything
when you were mine.
And I hope you’re doing fine,
but I know you can’t be happy with that guy.

I walked a thousand miles
in the brightness of your smile,
but that’s all gone.
It always ends that way for me,
but I hold on,
and I know it’s wrong,
but you still complicate me.

And its just another drink or two
so I don’t have to think about you, girl.
You really messed me up this time,
but I’m not gonna cry.
Despite the daydreams in my head,
I’ll never see you in my bed again.
But I just can’t let it die.
Track Name: Wife
I can’t conceive
of where it’s going to lead.
Even though I know this may be reckless
I am jumping in head-first.
So don’t ever leave,
‘cause you are what I need.
So tonight, let’s start our life.
Will you be my wife?

I’ve run around.
I’ve been all over town.
Searching for the glimmering illusion
that will make you want to stay.
So will you go with me,
to this fantasy.
And our life, will turn out alright
if you’ll be my wife.

Please take my hand.
‘Cause someday we’re going to land.
Together we’ll negotiate
the minefield that we laid out for ourselves.
And then every night,
we’ll hold each other tight.
And my life, will be a delight
with you as my wife.
So, tonight, let’s start our life.
Will you be my wife?
Track Name: Everything You're Not
Once you go away,
I will take everything you ever gave,
throw it all in a small paper box.
You think you own my mind,
but in time I will leave you behind.
Then she’ll set me free,
and you won’t matter anymore to me.

When she comes along,
I’ll know that you were wrong.
When she comes along,
you’ll have been sung your last song.
I hope she’s understanding,
and I hope she’s complementary.
I hope she’s everything you’re not.

You criticized my sound,
broke me down,
had me clinging to the ground.
Well that kind of support,
I don’t need.
I thought that you were sweet,
but it seems that you are not the girl of my dreams.
Maybe someone else will be the one to break me from your spell.

When she comes along,
I’ll know that you were wrong.
When she comes along,
you’ll have been sung your last song.
I hope she’s understanding,
and I hope she’s complementary.
I hope she’s everything you’re not.

I’ll wait for someone who will give me back the love you took away.
Then, I know I’ll be ok.

When she comes along,
I’ll know that you were wrong.
When she comes along,
you’ll have been sung your last song.
I hope she’s understanding,
and I hope she’s complementary.
I hope she’s everything you’re not.
Track Name: Detroit Layover
The train roars past down an endless hall,
I’m the last one standing up against the wall.
And it don’t make sense.
This looks a little familiar.
88 days since I made up my mind,
but its all the same,
I got nothing but time.
And this rain delay
is getting longer and longer.

This Detroit Layover’s gone on too long.
the second hand is ticking round and round
I have bounced around from state to state,
but now I just want to go home.
Someone come and get me off the ground.

Reverse Course, thought I’d give it a try
just had to cut my losses, it’ll all be fine.
But the pilot says, “it looks like we’re going nowhere.
Off and running put my foot on the gas,
I drive around in circles,
going nowhere fast
and I don’t know how I’m going to find my way out there.

Oh, this Detroit Layover’s gone on too long.
the second hand is ticking round and round
I have bounced around from state to state,
but now I just want to go home.
Someone come and get me off the ground.

This Detroit Layover’s gone on too long.
and the second hand is ticking round and round.
I have cancelled flights, I’ve rolled the dice
but now I just want to go home.
Someone come and get me off the ground.
Track Name: Maine
In a lazy old new england town
I found myself back in my former life.
But the summer’s heat was not so sweet,
the pilgrims’ hats were not so black and white.
And when the winds of change had blown,
I found myself without a home at night.
All those crazy aspirations,
had to cut their respiration off and die.

No, you can’t go home
when everything’s been blown.
So I’ll just scratch the epitaph,
It’s all gonna be ok.
And I’ll leave that silly pipe dream up in Maine.

Well, I came with nothing else to do,
to keep myself from drifting back to you.
But I know it’s useless to pretend,
to rend my garments just to see it through.
So I guess I’ll just jump off the tracks,
and then there ain’t no turning back to do.
All this ceaseless circling to the past,
this carousel has faded out of use.

And no you can’t go home
when everything’s been blown.
So I’ll just scratch the epitaph,
It’s all gonna be ok.
And, I’ll leave that silly pipe dream up in Maine.

How long, how long
must I hold on?
when it feels so wrong,
gonna take this weight off now and I’ll be gone.

Now some will say, back up in Maine
that I wasn’t cut out for chopping wood.
But, I got no spite, they might be right
I wouldn’t change things even if I could.
Well, the time has passed for looking back,
the paint is dry, there’s nothing I can change.
So I’ll stake my lot on what is not,
the future that is all mine to arrange.
No, you can’t go home
when everything’s been blown.
So I’ll just scratch the epitaph,
It’s all gonna be ok.
And, I’ll leave that silly pipe dream up in Maine.
Track Name: Knock Me Down
Maybe I was hallucinating,
but I thought that I saw you in the park.
It’s not that you’re so damn fascinating.
I just can’t seem to lose you in the dark.

Oh my dreams,
pleasant as they seem,
you’re right before my eyes.
You come back,
and taunt me with your kiss.
I should have known
it was all a disguise.

When I get up you knock me down.
Every time that I turn around.
I run away you lie in wait.
Everywhere I see your face
this is more than I can take.

Even though I don’t want to see you,
I just can’t seem to help but scan the street.
Every night is a long rehearsal,
scripting what I would say if we should meet.

Oh that scene,
when I just want to sleep.
It knocks me to the floor.
There you are,
just like it was before,
‘till daylight comes
and it slams the door.

When I get up you knock me down.
Every time that I turn around.
I run away you lie in wait.
Everywhere I see your face
this is more than I can take.

Maybe I was hallucinating,
but I thought that I saw you in the park.

Oh my dreams,
pleasant as they seem.
You’re right before my eyes.
You’re an apparition,
haunting my existence.
You’ve come to cut me down to size.

When I get up you knock me down.
Every time that I turn around.
I run away you lie in wait.
Everywhere I see your face
this is more than I can take.
Track Name: Postscript
It felt so tragic
to be left in the dark
suffering for the want of a punctuation mark.
I have been waiting
for what never comes
for some little consolation prize
just to see some tears in your eyes.

Now it ends.
We can’t be friends.
The only thing left to do
is throw away your photographs,
throw your letters in the trash,
forget I ever knew you at all.

You’re weaker by far
than I could have guessed.
To bulldoze me like you did with out once looking back.
You should have been there
while I fell apart,
and for my consolation prize,
you could see some tears in my eyes.

But, now it ends.
We can’t be friends.
The only thing left to do
is throw away your photographs,
throw your letters in the trash,
forget I ever knew you at all.

I built up this house
just to watch it burn down.
I need to know why,
but you don’t make a sound.
What to do with this empty room and broken glass,
but just send it all into the past.

Without my postscript.
Track Name: Open Arms
Put down your keys,
and take your coat off for awhile.
Be my distraction one more time.
When you are here
I have no reason not to smile.
Let me pretend that you’re still mine.

I always hoped
you would come around again.
And I know I should run away.

But I welcome you with open arms,
until you have taken up your fill,
then I’ll watch the sky fall down as you are leaving.
I’ll look at the mess you left,
and I’ll start cleaning.

Give me one kiss,
oh how I’ve missed
that familiar taste.
You know I don’t want another fight.
Just say the word,
and all the hurt will be erased.
Just help me get some sleep tonight.

I always hoped
that someday you’d change your mind
and you don’t have to tell me why

I will welcome you with open arms
until you have taken up your fill,
and I’ll watch the sky fall down as you are leaving.
I’ll look at the mess you left,
and I’ll start cleaning.

I want you to take me for a ride.
I want you to dominate my life.
I haven’t slept much since the day you said goodbye.
So come by.

I know that I would be wise to second guess,
but either way you’ll break my heart.

So I welcome you with open arms
until you have taken up your fill,
and I’ll watch the sky fall down as you are leaving.
I’ll look at the mess you left,
and I’ll start cleaning.
Track Name: Let You Go
I don’t know
what you want me to say.
That it’s all ok?
You can go your way?

You can live,
but I don’t want to forgive,
or absolve your sins,
forget what you did.

I’ve been through this long enough
to know the score.
And it’s time that I accept that you don’t
love me anymore.

That’s a start,
and you can’t keep breaking my heart.
It’s not alright,
but it’s time
to let you go.

Well, I guess
that you’ve got no distress
about this mess
you made when you left.

And it serves me right to expect something more.
But, at least I’ll have the guts to finally
close that door.

Well I’m not gonna start
and you can’t keep breaking my heart.
It’s not alright, but it’s time
to let you go.

You could lie, or you could obfuscate somehow.
But nothing that you say could make a difference now.

I will try
to forget that night.
When you said goodbye
felt like I would die.

And it’s not like me to go without a fight.
But what’s the use of poisoning my own mind.

So, I’m not gonna start,
and you can’t keep breaking my heart.
It’s not alright, but it’s time
to let you go.
Track Name: It Wasn't Me
I always knew that you lied to me.
You always knew that I tried.
I always knew you were cowardly,
You cut out my eyes.

You’re indifferent dishonesty
is a sight to behold.
You never cared what it did to me,
or if I’d ever be told.

But enough of your stories
cause I finally heard the truth.
It wasn’t me, it was you.

I spent years trying to figure out
how I drove you away.
You left me sinking in self doubt,
a pathetic display.

But I finally found out it’s just a simple, tawdry truth
that it wasn’t me,
it wasn’t me
no, it wasn’t me...it was you.