SO SO SO WE SEE / TRENCHES IN THE SUN

by ANDY BOAY

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Released Dec 2011 on West Palm Beotch Records
WPBR15

"So So So We See" (tracks 1 - 9) was recorded in the summer and fall of 2006.

"Trenches in the Sun" (tracks 10 - 16) was recorded in the fall of 2005.

Both albums originally available only to friends via free burned CDRs, and then self-released on very limited runs via Black Cheeks Tapes in 2007; Trenches in the Sun as a cassette and So So So We See as a CDR.


Nelson Hallonquist from West Palm Beotch Records was an enthusiastic, inspiring, and encouraging force in Orlando during that time, and I thank him sincerely and completely for his support and friendship over the years.

Also thanks to friends and family for supporting me while making music as a young dude. Young baby man.

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released December 15, 2011

Written, performed, recorded and mixed by Andy White at home in Orlando, FL.

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Track Name: Honest, Dude
honest dude it's just your 'tude that never even lifts off the ground on some days

years from now i'll hunt you down and wake up in my bed with that same old my face

i thought we'd found that place
that place where we would stay
i thought we'd found that place to stay

honest dude it's just your 'tude that never even lifts off the ground on some days
Track Name: Pouring Rains
to get you outta bed, uh oh

if a hinge is loose in a child's caboose
ooo, does it twist and shout?
come on lets try
come on lets
ooooo hey who
wah bah bah bah bah bow

scorched boughs of the sky tree
aahhhh
we've had a pouring
yon duh mon may real yewsh

to get you outta bed
to get you outta bed, uh oh

so she's washing his temple's dry
and he's making a place inside
oh washing my temples 'way / as the empress wipes was near
oh washing my temples 'way / said something bout oxen here
Track Name: Pouring Trains
if a hinge is loose in a childs caboose
does it twist and shout?
if a bench is gone in a vicar's stand
does it twist and shout?

wash all my temples away
wash all my temples away
wash all my temples away
wash all my temples away
Track Name: Kansas Paradox
your chest was flat like kansas topography
no rise in sight
and the terrorspire in the thick of that fire was melting

but the brownish girl done left me
in the cold temple of delphi
and she speaks pagan tongues
havana, gilabria, coven, the raj

this song is a a paradox
this medley is a a paradox
this place is a a a paradox

you're like the hindenburg baby
eastern catastrophe
jesus wiped my brow said "boy, no"
this song is a a paradox
this medley is a paradox
it's all we have

but the Apache chief done told me
that "the white-man's ways are lonely"
and he needs me to glue
the sun in place in the big black sky

this sun is a a paradox
that medley is a a paradox
this place is a a a paradox
Track Name: Fake Beat Monster
fake ah ooo ooo
fake was the only thing he knew
but he survived the blast
he said i know i've seen this place before
in a dream during the war
"salad days" the donkey brays

wear off ish poyellieddes
share them off and there is no
year skinner bright im on my way
ooo main yawn may

wear off all my headaches
fake ah ooo ooo
fake was the only thing he knew
but he survived the blast
he said i
nyear them off and there is no
year skinner bright im on my wine
ooo main yawn may ruish
yawn doh mon may real yuish
aw futtez fuyez on and on
snare beat monster
snare bent glass
oh and there is nizh ninner
ah futte sunny sunday night i see
traff, but not proceed
dublin any oh favor while its okay
oh ah ah
yes

now i know i've seen your face before
surely you remember more
but you remind me too
now i want my body on the very next train
don't derail in the pouring rain
sleet and hail, death by rail
Track Name: Oilslick
oh une pay a woman sabal
a way oo someone babel

I obliged i said
as a slick oilslick says, he says to me
ooi can't wait to meet her yes
ooi can't wait to meet her yes
oh Id lift weights to meet you
and I know you'd wait at the lift for me too

its a shame
god's got bills to pay
he loves, he leaves

so natural gasleak said "what happened next?"
I cleared my throat, and said "ahem, ahem"

ooo
who is it?
what was it?
who was it?
go to see gramercy
lunacy lends itself to be
a bride a groom a chimpanzee

its a shame
damn insane, a shame
intimacy

don't dare yet take it down
ooh yeah papa river
dumb dam gonna break and he's still dry
ohh so so so we see
one time one day it takes
oh yeah tallest spire in the thick of that mire
it was mine melting
yes i was my mother's helper
the ancients so we speak
oh yeah I do despair
he does die at the end of this film
don't dare yet take it down
oh yeah papa river
dumb dam gonna break and he's still dry
ohh so so so we see
one time one day it takes
oh yeah tallest spire in the thick of that mire
it was mine melting
yes i was my mother's helper

ooohh
ha ha ha

we'll set a day
yes i was my mother's helper
don't dare yet take it down
oh yeah papa river
dumb dam gonna break and he's still dry
ohh so so so we see
one time one day it takes
oh yeah tallest spire in the thick of that mire
it was mine melting
yes i was my mother's helper
it was mine melting
yes i was my mother's helper
t was mine melting
yes i was my mother's helper

if you've ever been to Florida
and you know what I mean
once you reach the border just don't stop driving
set your gaze on palisades
(as we leave home)

oohh i cant wait to meet her
yeah you know i cant wait to meet her

its this thing
i've got bills
I lose I louvre

oohh i cant wait to meet her
yeah you know i cant wait to meet her

Krist gotter fool nazi day-glo
Bist du bei mir, geh ich mit Freuden


Little natural gasleak asked me
put me down im tired now
drag my covers up
i don't need no nightmares from this story

oh une pay a woman sabal
a way oo someone babel
i obliged, i said
Track Name: Evo Psych
foggy was his sight when he took his glasses off his face at sleeping time
though, you see, these fireflies were lookin at me
one sat still, his fickle faint ideas of light were

though, you know, i'd play anything she wants to hear
so he cropped up, with his bark-and-lichen-load in tow
because one swells up with the knowledge that their knowledge owes
something to the people before them

the huguenots and librarians i call my friends
have found an off-shore rig that heats itself
purple mountains most masjesty
can't compete with voids and no gravity
to huguenot and librarians i call my friends:
i'll break a window in the morning

hans has a pair of bitchin' glaciers
she's been so bashful
and her family's like "hon, don't lose your grip"
where's the gown my hula-ma-neah?

onward to the stream where my mother's father's dreams flow intensely
varanasi, see the sea from a nighttime desert tree
fur elise, grey stockings in a chilly building
All he might say is his life was "de rien", oh
and De rien for field day, these fireflies,
varanasi see the sea from a nighttime desert tree
she's been so bashful, and her family's like "hon, don't lose your grip"
onward to the stream whence kind indians did care for my namesake

two teachers met in the midst of human history's net
and one swells up with the knowledge that their knowledge owes
something to the people before them
Track Name: Fluflight
this is the way i always dreamed it be
the way that it is
aahh

the sky understand me
the blight of the ancients flew
to the vicinity baby

i can hear music
i can hear music
i can hear music
sweet, sweet music
same ol' centripetal baby
find it all old new
Track Name: Migration
wash away all of my temples with soap
fuck up the tables at gardenia dope
grease up sweet sal and the paradise hoax

a scathing combing contraceptive
all but soaked in rhymes was kept here
softly as the wind picked up
the gods wiggle waggle but this guy stands still

a scathing combing contraceptive
all but soaked in rhymes was kept here
softly as the wind picked up it
caught the migratory pass to South

baron toobarboo formosa
got a note from home signed Rosa
"cows are dead and there's a drought here
often times i'll lose my balance"
but she tries to keep in mind that
sky stands still


a scathing combing contraceptive / wash away all of my temples with soap
all but soaked in rhymes was kept here / fuck up the tables at gardenia dope
softly as the wind picked up / grease up sweet sal and the paradise hoax


heal way
its whats right

werzeybon ah hula menay
Track Name: Land Air Or Sea
yes i saw my death
slow motion rise
Track Name: Laos
Iim a post-dry thinker, I don't wash out in the rain.
crack your skulls now, get in line, grow some hair, and wear it
on your cheeks like a silly warlock
he's not comin' back.
writing and priding himself in different ways.
so I'm running as fast as my feet can take me, be it on land, air, or sea.
calculating, 863, heaven aint eternity.
so I'm running as fast as my feet can take me, be it on land, air, or sea.
what I think is
heaven aint eternity.
our short lives are far too much a wonder to be thought as judgment time.

twice a day I look away from all my earthly bonds, to make a crack atop my skull for all that I've forgotten.
and if that mockingbird don't sing, there's not much I can do, aside from buy another clock and try to whistle too.

talk yourself down for in time you may find
that those with spine were only wading inside of this little pond.
Tambourine time, ring a chime, bring a friend and whistle.

With great pleasure he announced the
type of plastic which we would fly
inside to further planets' rings.
And i called out "dibs on window seats, but not the exit which is for adults"
I'll be on the starboard side and when the waitress comes, ill scream "You spilled my tea!"
Execution time is 9 on all the interstellar moons.

If you see me there, and you think I'm sleeping
softly pat my head, and I'll scream "I'm sleeping".
He's not comin' back.
Soft attack from the druggy warlocks.

Darling, what's the deal when i find you sleeping?
Creeping down the road, all the car-horns beeping.
Running as fast as my feet can take me, be it on land, air or sea.
What I think is... heaven aint eternity.

Garbodhakasayi
And I saw my death slow-motion right in the fall
There's lucky people lighting fires for you and me
for some pearls and they've got birds.
Track Name: Living Breathing Eastern
days might pass quite pleasantly
should me just learn to let he be
but ohh do I remember he

floats by me so rapidly
i hardly get to see he Be
and i do enjoy to see

if youre in a struggle
turn turn turn turn
all i want to do is
love love love love

mirrors had left me dry

when he writes such pretty prose
I'm predisposed to you
please be disposed to me

Living Breathing Eastern Flying Flower
up and down the seaboard from a tower
tumble bumble bee skin write some verses
when he walks away i melt in hearses
days might pass quite pleasantly should be just learn to let he be

days might pass quite pleasantly my darling

if i could forget you he i wouldnt want to cuz you might be just an image in my head that i hold on to but one day youll find i was the one for tomorrow may rain so i'll follow the sun shines bright upon my living breathing eastern flying flower i could make you so very happy and we could eat together or just giveaway all of our stuff to those who need it more than us is going to happen sooner rather than later because he's the first love ive had who i just want to selflessly live and love for her has got to be the best thing i have ever wanted
Track Name: Tibetan Guitars
tibetan guitars will show us the stars is only a name to keep up rhyme game so as i were to claim my singsong fame
a belgian king might cut his finger off
Track Name: Monolith Plain
i fear physical pain
my nervous system has gained
a sense of security from knowing me
knowing that I'd never do anything irrational

i'm on a monolith
i'm on a monolith plain
wind-swept and cragged are my veins
but you'll never confess to any crimes

if I cut myself in two
i could give half of me to you
but i'm still whole just like one pie
besides to be cut in two is to die

i'm on a monolith plain
wind-swept and cragged are my veins
but i'll never confess to any crimes
i'm on a monolith plain, i just can't complain
Track Name: Subway Light Is Bright
sweet maiden hangs at the floor of a drawbridge
and the subway light is bright
sweet maiden hangs from the gaelic drawbridge
and the subway light is bright

the gaelic knights will her down / mind if i sit awhile and puncture some holes
and the subway night is bright / in the floor of your four-door monsoon?

sweet maiden hangs

a girl who got tried and sentenced to death is led by her hair to the drawbridge which is laid by chains made of hay
they strung her up by her pretty, pretty neck which cracks and breaks and slips and bleeds
because that pretty, pretty girl hidden loose in an empty world

subway light is bright

granted, its daunting to wheel yourself in
after all, with knife in hand, there's not too much to sever from the
pilot is humming a tune to his mate
who in turn is pulling at his pants to drop and gasping for a breath
maiden is hanging
Track Name: Space-Age Spring
the space age

a space-age king
his daughter is lean
and though she is sound of mind
she has found a guy
who the former would deem as not too keen

the space age king has lost his lighted spring

tired krishna's golden soap
burns my fingers gets between us
going to try some mexi keys
will i be here next week

the churches will all receive their trembly crumbling splendorous 18 gauge
the space age has left me in a hurry if by "hurry" we mean trudge
space-age king, you've lost your lighted spring

trenches in the sun make for fields of golden sleep

8 pyramids
2 helixes
2 pyramids
4 tires
4 slipping slide
4 pyramids
2 helixes

if i could return to that one cliff in summer in the nineties in my little purple shorts for me to run around the sloping parking lot from the van to the trees and back with dad in pursuit days might pass so pleasantly that time would cease to clock my conscious thoughts and all that they encompass let them stew until a frothy

though i feel we're all just dots in a giant vacuum lot
things like me and my cliff shorts make my dots ache all the more
even if you couldn't be as the one i made you out to
be the person that you would and that you will always be