"Vicarious" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) Eye on the TV, 'cause tragedy thrills me, whatever flavour it happens to be like "Killed by the husband", "Drowned by the ocean", "Shot by his own son", "She used a poison in his tea", "And kissed him goodbye". That's my kind of story. It's no fun 'til someone dies. Don't look at me like I am a monster. Frown out your one face but with the other. Stare like a junkie into the TV. Stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child, watches him die Hands to the sky, crying, "Why, oh, why?" 'Cause I need to watch things die from a distance. Vicariously I live while the whole world dies. You all need it too. Don't lie. Why can't we just admit it? Why can't we just admit it? We won't give pause until the blood is flowing. Neither the brave nor bold. Will write us the story, so, we won't give pause until the blood is flowing. I need to watch things die from a good safe distance. Vicariously I live while the whole world dies. You all feel the same. So, why can't we just admit it? Blood like rain come down. Drum on grave and ground. Part vampire, part warrior, carnivore and voyeur. Stare at the transmittal, sing to the death rattle. La, la, la, la, la, la, la-lie. Credulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men. Pull your head on out your hippie haze and give a listen. Shouldn't have to say it all again. The universe is hostile, so impersonal. Devour to survive. So it is. So it's always been. We all feed on tragedy, it's like blood to a vampire. Vicariously I live while the whole world dies. Much better you than I. "Jambi" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) Here from the king's mountain view, here from a wild dream come true Feast like a sultan I do, on treasures and flesh, never few. But I, I would wish it all away, if I thought I'd lose you just one day. The devil and his had me down, in love with the dark side I'd found. Dabblin' all the way down, up to my neck soon to drown. But you changed that all for me, lifted me up, turned me round. So I...I...I...I...I would, I would, I would, wish this all away Prayed like a martyr dusk to dawn, begged like a hooker all night long. Tempted the devil with my song and got what I wanted all along. But I, and I would, if I could, and I would, wish it away, wish it away Wish it all away, wanna wish it all away. No prize that could hold sway, or justify my giving away, my center. So if I could I'd wish it all away, if I thought tomorrow would take you away. You're my peace of mind, my home, my center, I'm just trying to hold on, one more day. Damn my eyes...Damn my eyes... Damn my eyes if they should compromise our fulcrum Wants and needs divide me then I might as well be gone. Shine on forever. Shine on benevolent sun. Shine on upon the broken. Shine until the two become one. Shine on forever. Shine on benevolent sun. Shine on upon the severed. Shine until the two become one. Divided I'm withering away. Divided I'm withering away. Shine on upon the many, light our way benevolent sun. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. Breathe in union. So as one survive. Another day and season. Silence, legion, save your poison, silence, legion, stay out of my way. "Wings For Marie (Part I)" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) You believed, you believed in movements none could see, you believed in me. A passionate spirit, uncompromised, boundless and open, a light in your eyes, then, immobilized. Vacant, broken. Fell at the hands of those movements that I wouldn't see. 'Cause it was you who prayed for me so what have I done to be a son to an angel? What have I done to be worthy? Day light dims leaving cold fluorescence. Difficult to see you in this light. Please forgive this selfish question, but what am I to say to all these ghouls tonight? She never told a lie, well might've told a lie, but never lived one. Didn't have a life, didn't take a life, but surely saved one. Saved one. See? I'm alright, now it's time for us to let you go. "10,000 Days (Wings Part II)" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) We listen to the tales and romanticize, how we'd follow the path of the hero. Boast about the day when the rivers overrun, how we rise to the height of our halo. Listen to the tales as we all rationalize, our way into the arms of the savior. Feigning all the trials and the tribulations, none of us have actually been there, not like you... Ignorant siblings in the congregation, gather around spewing sympathy, spare me... None of them can even hold a candle up to you, blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see. But enough about the collective Judas, Who could deny you were the one who illuminated your little piece of the divine? And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way. Your way home... Oh, what are they gonna do when the lights go down? Without you to guide them all to Zion? What are they gonna do when the rivers overrun, other than tremble incessantly? High is the way, but our eyes are upon the ground. You are the light and the way. They'll only read about. I only pray heaven knows, when to lift you out. 10,000 days in the fire is long enough. You're going home... You're the only one who can hold your head up high. Shake your fist at the gates saying, "I've come home now! Fetch me the spirit, the son and the father, tell them their pillar of faith has ascended. It's time now! My time now! Give me my, give me my wings!" Give me my, give me my, give me my, give me my, Give me my, give me my wings You are the light, the way, that they will only read about. Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance. Burden of proof tossed upon non-believers. You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence, Judith Marie, unconditional one. Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescence. Difficult to see you in this light. Please forgive this bold suggestion. Should you see your maker's face tonight, look him in the eye. Look him in the eye and tell him, "I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one. Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home." "The Pot" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) Who are you to wave your finger? You must have been out your head. Eye hole deep in muddy waters, you practically raised the dead. Rob the grave to snow the cradle, then burn the evidence down. Soapbox, house of cards and glass, so don't go tossin' your stones around. You must have been high. You must have been high. You must have been. Foot in mouth and head up asshole, so what you talkin' 'bout? Difficult to dance 'round this one 'til you pull it out, boy! You must have been so high. You must have been so high. Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference. Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent. Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo, got lemon juice up in your eye! When you pissed all over my black kettle, you must have been high, high. You must have been high, high. Who are you to wave your finger? So full of it. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters, fuckin' hypocrite. Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me what's the difference? Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent. Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo, got lemon juice up in your eye, eye. When you pissed all over my black kettle, you must've been! So who are you to wave your finger? Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me? You must have been out your mind! Weepin' shades of indigo shed without a reason, weepin' shades of indigo. Liar, lawyer, mirror for you, what's the difference? Kangaroo be stoned. He's guilty as the government. Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo, got lemon juice up in your eye, eye! Now when you pissed all over my black kettle, you must've been high, high, high, high. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters, your balls deep in muddy waters. Ganja, please, you must have been out your mind! "Lipan Conjuring" (Instrumental/Chant) m. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) "Lost Keys (Blame Hoffman)" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) Nurse: Excuse me, doctor, do you have a moment? Doctor: A moment? What's the question? Nurse: More of a situation, a gentleman in Exam 3. Doctor: What's the problem? Nurse: That is the problem: we're not sure. Doctor: You've got the chart? Nurse: Right here. Doctor: Hmm... not much here, is there? Nurse: No doctor, no obvious physical trauma, vitals are stable. Doctor: Name? Nurse: No sir. Doctor: Did someone drop him off, maybe we can speak to them? Let's get some background on this fellow. Nurse: No ID, nothing, and he won't speak to anybody. Doctor: Well, let's say hello. Doctor: Good morning, I'm Dr. Watson. How are you today? How are you today? Look son, you're in a safe place, we want to help you, in whatever way we can. But you need to talk to us, we can't help you otherwise. Now, what's happened? Tell me everything. "Rosetta Stoned" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) Alright then, picture this if you will: 10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes, in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51. Contemplating the whole "chosen people" thing with just a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my Birkenstocks, and me yelping...Holy fucking shit! Then the X-Files being, looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan with Isabella Rossellini lips and breath that reeked of vanilla Chig Champa. Did a slow-mo Matrix descent out of the butt end of the banana vessel and hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was: "I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my fuckin' pants." So light in his way, like an apparition, He had me crying out, "Fuck me. It's gotta be Deadhead Chemistry. The blotter got right on top of me. Got me seein' E-motherfuckin'-T!" And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said, "You are the Chosen One, the One who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it and a warning for those who do not." Me. The Chosen One? They chose me! And I didn't even graduate from fuckin' high school. You'd better...You'd better...You'd better...You'd better listen Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes. Don't even know what that means. Must remember to write it down. This is so real. Like the time Dave floated away. See my heart is pounding, 'Cause this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe, right now! It was so real. Like I woke up in Wonderland. All sort of terrifying. I don't wanna be all alone when I tell this story. And can anyone tell me why you all sound like Peanuts parents? Will I ever be coming down? This is so real. Finally it's my lucky day. See my heart is racing, 'Cause this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe, right now! You believe me, don't you? Please believe what I just said, see the Dead ain't touring. And this wasn't all in my head. See they took me by the hand and invited me right in, Then they showed me something. I don't even know where to begin. Strapped down my bed. Feet cold and eyes red. I'm out my head. Am I alive, am I dead? Can't remember what they said. God damn. Shit the bed! High... I I I I I... high... I I I I I Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position. Such a heavy burden now to be the one. Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending to write it down for all the world to see. But I forgot my pen, Shit the bed again, Typical. Strapped down my bed. Feet cold and eyes red. I'm out my head. Am I alive, am I dead? Sunkist and Sudafed, Gyroscopes and infrared. Won't help, brain dead. Can't remember what they said. God damn. Shit the bed! I can't remember what they said to me. Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a hero! Can't remember what they said. Bob help me. Can't remember what they said. Don't know. Won't know. God damn. Shit the bed! "Intension" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) Work hard, stay in school, listen to your mother, your father is right/rising/right, son. Jesus loves you. Work hard, stay in school, listen to your mother, your father is right/rising/right, son. Pure as we begin, pure as we come in, pure as we begin, ruled by will alone. Pure as we begin, here we have a stone, gather, place and raise soon, shelter turns to home. Pure as we begin, here we have a stone, throw to stay the stranger, swore to crush his bones. Ruled by will alone. Spark becomes a flame, flame becomes a fire, light the way or warm this, home we occupy. Spark becomes a flame, flame becomes a fire, forge a blade to slay the stranger, take whatever we desire. Moved by will alone. Pure as we begin. Pure as we begin, move by will alone, leave as we come in, pure as light return to one. Move by will alone, move by will alone "Right In Two" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) Angels on the sideline, puzzled and amused. Why did Father give these humans free will? Now they're all confused. Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around? Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys, where there's one you're bound to divide it. Right in two. Angels on the sideline, baffled and confused. Father blessed them all with reason and this is what they choose. And this is what they choose... Monkey killing monkey killing monkey over pieces of the ground. Silly monkeys give them thumbs, they forge a blade And where there's one, they're bound to divide it, right in two, right in two. Monkey killing monkey killing monkey over pieces of the ground. Silly monkeys give them thumbs, they make a club and beat their brother, down. How they survive so misguided is a mystery. Repugnant is a creature who would squander the ability To lift an eye to heaven conscious of his fleeting time here. Cut and divide it all right in two, cut and divide it all right in two. Cut and divide it all right in two, cut and divide it all right in two Fight 'til they die over wind, over sky, they fight over life, over prayer, over air and light Over love, over sun, over another, they fight though they die over words polarizing. Angels on the sideline again, benched along with patience and reason. Angels on the sideline again, wondering when this tug of war will end. Cut and divide it all right in two, cut and divide it all right in two. Cut and divide it all right in two. Right in two! Right in two. "Viginti Tres" m. and l. Maynard James Keenan, Adam Jones, Danny Carey, Justin Chancellor 10,000 Days (2006) Latin: Una Infinitas, Abominatio nascitur autumno, Hic est tuum temptamen quod temptat tua potentia Viginti tres gradus ad summam potestatema English: One infinity, The horror begins in autumna This is your trial, which tries your {power, might, ability, efficacy, potency} Twenty three steps to total power