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The Chicago and Frisco Bootlegs

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|November 17, 2002| Martyr's Chicago

  • by John Wesley

    So we stay
    at morning they come
    she was gone at the first sign of trouble
    see how she runs
    then you're paralyzed
    her silhouette in light
    and she's dancing on your grave

    The sunrise breaks
    what's done is done
    the wind blows cold through your bones and you
    see how they run
    when you're trice denied
    and you're paralyzed
    I'll be the last man by your side

    All of your castles may crumble
    and your ministers may lie
    I will still be standing
    I'll be the last man by your side

  • by John Wesley

    Last year, is a terrible place to live
    Before that, is someplace ya go when you cannot forgive
    Your own misguided attempt, at changing the world

    Wake up in the dark you're all covered in sweat
    I ain't much of a gambler but I'd be willing to bet
    You've been chasing monsters
    Looks like you've already been found...

    You wear addiction like a second skin
    Well this is one fight you never fought to win
    Try as you might
    You're the only fool that still believes

    Well I'm here with you
    Chasing monsters with you
    I still believe, so tell me
    Where do they come from?
    Where do they come from?

    Well I'm here with you
    Hunting monsters with you
    I've got the big guns so tell me
    Where do they come from?
    Where do they come from?

    The chime of a full glass, taste of the first pass,
    aroma of butane laid out before you
    Slit of a short skirt, a blade on a glass tray
    Bliss of a raised vein, chained to the spoon again

    The life of the party, center of gravity
    A shroud of mystery surrounds you
    The smack of a freight train. Crippling ghost pains
    Cower and hide, monsters have found you again

    Well I'm here with you
    Chasing monsters with you
    I still believe, so tell me
    Where do they come from?
    Where do they come from?

    Well I'm here with you
    Hunting monsters with you
    I've got the big guns so tell me
    Where do they come from?
    Where do they come from?

  • by John Wesley

    There was a time
    That you were so bright, and so strong
    There was nothing that you feared
    Nothing you could do wrong
    Dreams glowed in the sun
    Your world was alive
    So full of life, hard and wild
    You were the golden child

    Head-long into the withering fire
    Of a life in a dark space
    Your conscience, became misplaced
    Smoke that would not clear
    No kind words offered to your ears
    Shot down in a steep climb
    You disappear in a haze of smoke and wine

    Well I'm waiting and I wonder
    Where have you gone why are you not here
    We're waiting and we wonder
    Where someone goes when they've been disappeared

    Separation of your thoughts
    Words that no longer rhyme
    Days spent in your room
    Spinning webs with the threads left of your mind
    Dreams you no longer face
    Hidden away in some far place
    A shame of a kind that does not erase
    Hold onto your pillow and drop out of the race

    Head-long into the withering fire
    Blindfolded, stumbling across a tight wire
    Shot down in a steep climb
    You disappeared in a haze of smoke and wine

    Well I'm waiting and I wonder
    Where have you gone, and why are you not here
    We're waiting and we wonder
    Where a soul goes when it's been disappeared

    I see you and I speak to you
    There ain't nothing in your eyes but the glow of fear
    I beg you to tell me
    Why have you been disappeared

    The struggle of these last years
    Brought me to this place
    Where I hold my beautiful wife
    My beautiful child
    I reach and touch her face

    All the hurt of my lost years
    The uncertainty, all the fears
    The losses, regrets and the tears
    Have in time been disappeared
    Have with time been disappeared
    They will with time

  • by John Wesley

    I was a child,
    life in your arms you hold me
    the fire in your eyes stopped the bleeding
    the love in your heart kept me breathing

    I feel I'm dying again.
    I've got nothing but hatred for my lover and friend
    the lion in your eyes watches me screaming
    the cold in your heart keeps my blood freezing

    Thirteen days, before you left me here staring
    thirteen days, before you tried to stop caring

    Stare into the dark
    the emptiness of hell comes to enfold me
    take a long look at your sweet creation
    did you get a thrill to watch my heart breaking

    Thirteen days, before you left me here standing alone
    thirteen days, before you left me to die on a phone

    I cannot pretend, can't find an end
    oh, how I miss you
    I was your lover and you were my friend
    I pray to God I never see you again

    Thirteen days, before you left me here waiting to hold you
    Thirteen days, before you forgot what I told you
    Thirteen days, that you gave to me only to take from me
    Thirteen days, before you left me here breaking

  • by John Wesley

    Mama their eyes burn
    Holes right through me when I walk by them
    How do I offend?

    They make me wanna hide
    Sometimes I turn my head away and try
    Yet I cannot disappear

    She said they don't know you
    They don't shine the way that you do
    This world ain't good enough for the likes of you
    You got to get away

    You got to fly boy, find your powers and a cape
    You got to make your escape, and get away

    These years have not been kind
    Each new day brings a struggle of a different kind
    But hell I don't mind
    A busy man looks through me
    His money'd eyes blind to what he will not see
    He don't know the secrets I keep
    Well I am happier than he,

    'Cause I'm gonna fly boy, gonna find powers and a cape
    I'm gonna make my escape, gonna get outta here

    I know about it, I know about it. The world has lost all its dreams
    I know about it. The world won't let us breathe. Won't set us free

    Each day we run this race
    Consumed by self we miss the brave face
    Or we look away

    But not me. I'm gonna rise above this caste you made for me
    Gonna be everything you dream but will never be. I'm gonna fly...

    'Cause I am Flyboy, got my powers and a cape
    Gonna make my escape, gonna get outta here

  • by John Wesley

    I must guard this precious heart
    I must close these jaded eyes
    My small world has come apart
    Under the weight of our demise

    The words you say, the way you move
    The lies you tell, the bones you bruise
    Cannot be mended, cannot be healed
    I am the soul that no longer feels

    You must leave, you must go
    I am better here alone
    I have nothing left to steal
    I am the soul that no longer feels
    You must leave, you must go
    I am better here alone
    I am better here

    A velvet veil covered your head
    White like the satin on our bed
    These vows were never meant to be so mean
    This is not my velvet dream

    You must leave, you must go
    I am better here alone
    I have nothing left to steal
    I am the soul that no longer heals
    You must leave, you must go
    I am better here alone
    Be this hell or in between
    These are not my velvet dreams
    These are not my dreams

  • by John Wesley

    Look into the sky, you can't erase what's in your eyes
    Look into the sun, you cannot face what you've become
    Through the shopping malls, you blend into the human walls
    Your eyes search the faces, as you move within the places
    That you once moved with her, that you once knew with her

    When you were arm in arm showing happy to the world
    You were arm in arm showing happy to the world
    arm in arm showing happy to the world
    is no one happy in this world

    Grateful for breath, more than once you've cheated death
    Crushed till you scream, you can't awaken from this dream
    This I will pray for you, this I will promise you
    For every lover that's gone, another comes along

    And you will move in her, as if you always knew in her

    You will be
    Arm in arm showing happy to the world
    Arm in arm showing happy to the world
    Arm in arm showing happy to the world
    you will be happy in this world...

  • by John Wesley

    Well here we are boy
    and I'm through dreaming
    all these colors I've been flying
    have lost the will to keep me high
    and I'm not amused...

    So I said hey you're no a star
    so are you through screaming
    cause all this paranoia's got you
    hiding in the dark
    and I can't see you...

    Well shine the light
    and you can come on in
    can't you see I'm on a mission
    you can stay if you are wishin'
    but I'm waiting...

    see my daddy hit the doorway
    when I was just a kid
    said he'd gone to find the sunshine
    and bring it back for me
    and I'm waiting
    waiting for the sun to shine

    Do you see my scars
    it's dark and they're glowing
    all these tiny little punctures
    are a doorway to the sun
    a doorway to the sun
    think I'll have another one

    I know he's in here
    I can feel him lookin' for me
    I hear him laughin' like he did
    like he did when I was young
    daddy's bringin' me the sun
    and I'm waiting
    waiting for the sun to shine

Rare B-sides

  • Lyrics are not available

  • Lyrics are not available

  • by John Wesley

    You took a turn for the worse
    when I caught up to you last night
    flickering it's saving light

    And though improper thing we may do
    not always just or always right
    every once in a while
    I see you smile
    like everything will be alright

    You always wanted to be so bad
    you always wanted to be
    one of the stars in the evening sky
    one of the doves flying free
    Winter stole upon you in your twenty second year
    fragile as a wedding smile
    you began to disappear
    and as the worst of this
    comes on you
    you know I'll never leave
    your sight
    as the night goes out
    of this room child
    just pray and hold me tight

    It's time to close your eyes child
    it's time for you to sleep
    there ain't no more pain
    and no more tears
    and this promise I will keep

    And though improper things we may do
    not always just or always right
    in your heart an angel smiles
    and guides you through the night

  • Lyrics are not available

|November 25, 2002| Fillmore San Francisco

  • by John Wesley

    Sometimes we run we trip and fall
    Sometimes we look we don't see at all
    Sometimes we heal, it leaves a scar
    Sometimes we run we go too far

    And then we slide...

    You and me we been through this before
    Seems the bruises that won't heal got bruised some more
    Through these towering waves of malice we rise
    The only way we lived was side by side
    But then we slide...

    You know I've got no shame for what we are
    It's a miracle we ever come this far
    And the only way we ever did survive
    Was side by side

    Some days I was your only friend
    Some days I thought we would be again
    Some nights it was you kept me alive
    I can't face this world without you by my side

    But then we slide...

  • by John Wesley

    There was a time
    That you were so bright, and so strong
    There was nothing that you feared
    Nothing you could do wrong
    Dreams glowed in the sun
    Your world was alive
    So full of life, hard and wild
    You were the golden child

    Head-long into the withering fire
    Of a life in a dark space
    Your conscience, became misplaced
    Smoke that would not clear
    No kind words offered to your ears
    Shot down in a steep climb
    You disappear in a haze of smoke and wine

    Well I'm waiting and I wonder
    Where have you gone why are you not here
    We're waiting and we wonder
    Where someone goes when they've been disappeared

    Separation of your thoughts
    Words that no longer rhyme
    Days spent in your room
    Spinning webs with the threads left of your mind
    Dreams you no longer face
    Hidden away in some far place
    A shame of a kind that does not erase
    Hold onto your pillow and drop out of the race

    Head-long into the withering fire
    Blindfolded, stumbling across a tight wire
    Shot down in a steep climb
    You disappeared in a haze of smoke and wine

    Well I'm waiting and I wonder
    Where have you gone, and why are you not here
    We're waiting and we wonder
    Where a soul goes when it's been disappeared

    I see you and I speak to you
    There ain't nothing in your eyes but the glow of fear
    I beg you to tell me
    Why have you been disappeared

    The struggle of these last years
    Brought me to this place
    Where I hold my beautiful wife
    My beautiful child
    I reach and touch her face

    All the hurt of my lost years
    The uncertainty, all the fears
    The losses, regrets and the tears
    Have in time been disappeared
    Have with time been disappeared
    They will with time

  • by John Wesley

    I was a child,
    life in your arms you hold me
    the fire in your eyes stopped the bleeding
    the love in your heart kept me breathing

    I feel I'm dying again.
    I've got nothing but hatred for my lover and friend
    the lion in your eyes watches me screaming
    the cold in your heart keeps my blood freezing

    Thirteen days, before you left me here staring
    thirteen days, before you tried to stop caring

    Stare into the dark
    the emptiness of hell comes to enfold me
    take a long look at your sweet creation
    did you get a thrill to watch my heart breaking

    Thirteen days, before you left me here standing alone
    thirteen days, before you left me to die on a phone

    I cannot pretend, can't find an end
    oh, how I miss you
    I was your lover and you were my friend
    I pray to God I never see you again

    Thirteen days, before you left me here waiting to hold you
    Thirteen days, before you forgot what I told you
    Thirteen days, that you gave to me only to take from me
    Thirteen days, before you left me here breaking

  • by John Wesley

    Mama their eyes burn
    Holes right through me when I walk by them
    How do I offend?

    They make me wanna hide
    Sometimes I turn my head away and try
    Yet I cannot disappear

    She said they don't know you
    They don't shine the way that you do
    This world ain't good enough for the likes of you
    You got to get away

    You got to fly boy, find your powers and a cape
    You got to make your escape, and get away

    These years have not been kind
    Each new day brings a struggle of a different kind
    But hell I don't mind
    A busy man looks through me
    His money'd eyes blind to what he will not see
    He don't know the secrets I keep
    Well I am happier than he,

    'Cause I'm gonna fly boy, gonna find powers and a cape
    I'm gonna make my escape, gonna get outta here

    I know about it, I know about it. The world has lost all its dreams
    I know about it. The world won't let us breathe. Won't set us free

    Each day we run this race
    Consumed by self we miss the brave face
    Or we look away

    But not me. I'm gonna rise above this caste you made for me
    Gonna be everything you dream but will never be. I'm gonna fly...

    'Cause I am Flyboy, got my powers and a cape
    Gonna make my escape, gonna get outta here

  • by John Wesley

    I must guard this precious heart
    I must close these jaded eyes
    My small world has come apart
    Under the weight of our demise

    The words you say, the way you move
    The lies you tell, the bones you bruise
    Cannot be mended, cannot be healed
    I am the soul that no longer feels

    You must leave, you must go
    I am better here alone
    I have nothing left to steal
    I am the soul that no longer feels
    You must leave, you must go
    I am better here alone
    I am better here

    A velvet veil covered your head
    White like the satin on our bed
    These vows were never meant to be so mean
    This is not my velvet dream

    You must leave, you must go
    I am better here alone
    I have nothing left to steal
    I am the soul that no longer heals
    You must leave, you must go
    I am better here alone
    Be this hell or in between
    These are not my velvet dreams
    These are not my dreams

  • by John Wesley

    Well here we are boy
    and I'm through dreaming
    all these colors I've been flying
    have lost the will to keep me high
    and I'm not amused...

    So I said hey you're no a star
    so are you through screaming
    cause all this paranoia's got you
    hiding in the dark
    and I can't see you...

    Well shine the light
    and you can come on in
    can't you see I'm on a mission
    you can stay if you are wishin'
    but I'm waiting...

    see my daddy hit the doorway
    when I was just a kid
    said he'd gone to find the sunshine
    and bring it back for me
    and I'm waiting
    waiting for the sun to shine

    Do you see my scars
    it's dark and they're glowing
    all these tiny little punctures
    are a doorway to the sun
    a doorway to the sun
    think I'll have another one

    I know he's in here
    I can feel him lookin' for me
    I hear him laughin' like he did
    like he did when I was young
    daddy's bringin' me the sun
    and I'm waiting
    waiting for the sun to shine

Wesfest Productions has put together this special live release. The Chicago / San Francisco Bootlegs, features 2 complete acoustic shows from the Porcupine Tree tour, plus all 4 B-Sides from the Under the Red and White Sky days that were previously only released in France.