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January 01, 2000

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© 2000 Big Blue Sky Records
Recorded in New York, NY
Produced by Carl Allocco
Executive Producer: Art Lutschaunig

Goodbye Charlie Dog

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  • Living
  • Brave
  • I'm Exhausted
  • Normal
  • The Great Society
  • How
  • Love
  • Look Who's Talking Now
  • Monterey
  • Angele
  • The Funny Thing . . .

LIVING
I’m feeling good, not feeling bad
I’m holding on to all I have
I’m spending precious time
I’m doing well . . . I’m living

I’m catching on, not catching up
The past is gone, right now’s enough
And every second’s mine
I’ve tossed my shell . . . I’m living

I’ve finally scaled the wall, I’m bouncing like a ball
I’m rolling like a wheel
And nothing’s really changed, pretty much it’s all the same
except the way I feel

I’ve opened up, I’m letting in
It’s who I touch, not who I’ve been
Each moment I design
No time to dwell . . . I’m living

I’ve finally scaled the wall, I’m bouncing like a ball
I’m rolling like a wheel
And nothing’s really changed, pretty much it’s all the same
except the way I feel

I’m feeling good, not feeling bad
I’m holding on with all I am
And every day I find I’m more myself . . . I’m living
No more just doing time
alive and well . . . I’m living
I’m living . . .
(and I won’t look back so I won’t get in my way Everything I need if here for me today)

words & music - Carl Allocco

BRAVE
There are days we shine, we stumble divine
We heavenly fall
And there are moments when, what seems like the end
is the start of it all
Like a wounded work of art, suspended under camouflage
Courageous in what’s yet to be revealed

(Chorus)
Love, fear - such big ideas
I go back and forth
I stand, fall; sometimes crawl - sometimes I get caught
Being afraid - when I wanna’ be brave

There are reasons why, we reach for the s
when pushed to the ground
And all the things we doubt, know nothing about
just spin us around
Like a winter waterfall that slows, cascading to a stall
waiting for the sun to break the seal (Chorus)

Some days I wake up small, can’t seem to find myself at all
and believe I’ve not the strength for one more day
if just to run and hide but somewhere, buried, deep inside
a voice I can’t ignore - I hear it say . . .
You’re a hero . . .

Like a child on a swing, whose arms and legs are dangling
but whose joy his apprehension can’t conceal (Chorus)

words & music - Carl Allocco

MONTEREY
You don’t know me like you used to, these days I don’t know myself
Where I stand seems too familiar
who I used to be’s becoming someone else
and now I’m here, where nothing much at all seems clear . . .

Pulled and torn from all directions
like a soldier caught in someone elses war
Days seem strange and so peculiar,
No ones’s making sense . . . nothing feels secure
Where to turn . . . there’s something here for me to learn . . .

There’s only so much of yourself you can give away . . .
Monterey

I don’t owe a thing to anyone; there’s nothing more I’m required to do
Let them all apply their pressure
just remember who they are talking to . . .
Someone real, whose only just begun to feel . . .

You don’t have to understand me
I believe that somehow it’s been understood
And if there’s one thing I am sure of,
to deny yourself does no one any good
Now I know, freedom is just letting go . . .
There’s only so much of yourself you can give away . . .
Monterey

words & music - Carl Allocco

NORMAL
The arrogant veneer, the casual display
The talk around the fear that brings the table to the tray
I don’t breathe to step aside, and watch the tournament begin
How I leave means more then how I wondered in

The question of the hour . . . How much of me’s desire
I touch myself ‘cause maybe I am all that I require
I remember where I’ve been, all the voices that I’ve heard
I’ve always focused on the faces, not the words . . .

(Chorus)
Normal . . . me, I’m so afraid that’s all I’ll ever be
Normal . . . please, is ordinary how you look at me

The calendar is full of days we just attend
The nights are spent regretting what we might’ve done instead
I don’t know what I deserve, I just know it’s not enough
Is there some trick to learn, some secret I can bluff . . .

(Chorus)
Normal . . . me, I’m so afraid of who I’ll never be
Normal . . . how, I guess it’s up to me to figure out . . .

. . . and don’t want to chase it anymore . . . No

(Chorus)
Normal . . . me, I’m so afraid that’s all I’ll ever be
Normal . . . now, I guess it’s up to me to figure out . . .
Normal . . . please, is ordinary how you think of me
Normal . . . you, maybe you’re just ordinary, too


words & music - Carl Allocco

ANGELE
I once met a girl by the water
gathering sticks she could keep with her stones
carrying bricks and mortar
One day she’s building a place of her own

But, oh, Angele, can’t you see what you’ve let me discover
So, Angele - just close your eyes and you’ll find your way home

Talking a while by the ocean
watching the waves as they swallow the sand
Seldom is sure, the emotion
that rips through your heart as it holds out it’s hand

But, oh, Angele, can’t you see what you’ve let me uncover
So, Angele - just close your eyes and you’ll find your way home

And yes, I hear the time, ticking away - it never stops
Just pay it no mind, their’s only today - and it’s all we’ve got . . .

As she walked away I kept thinking
of too many moments I’ve let slip away
So much of my life I’ve been missing
No more will I let myself stand in my way

And, oh, Angele, can’t you see what you’ve let me discover
So, Angele - just close your eyes and you’ll find your way home
Just close your eyes and you’ll find your way home . . .
Just close your eyes and you’ll find your way home . . .

words & music - Carl Allocco