Postcards From The Man On The Moon

by John Samaras

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released June 12, 2015

Special Thanks to:

Sal Pisciotta for playing bass on Tracks 3, 5, 6, 14
Chris Fullum for playing drums on Tracks 1, 3, 6, 14
Elis Ekdahl for the album artwork.

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John Samaras Queens, New York

Born in the future, John traveled back in time to show us how bad music gets in the coming years.

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Track Name: Séance In The Park
Talked to you on the phone for a while
(Almost forgot my lines)
I laughed so hard I could barely speak
(Oh, what a nice surprise)
Existentially out of style
(It’s never worth your while)
Left here feeling like a freak

You’ve got your whole life on display
(Oh, what a grave mistake)
Secrecy is an isle on the bay
(Waves come crashing in)
Acting out in this pantomime
(Living in a denial)
Signing off with a salute

But the crowd begs you to stay
No, not today

Performing a séance in the park
(When your heart’s on trial)
Your eyes became clean white slates
(Well what did you expect?)
You never were all that naïve
(Some things never change)
Well-acquainted with concrete

But the crowd begs you to stay
No, not today
Track Name: Dull Flame
In the city
That never sleeps
You’re sitting pretty
Discarded dreams
Lost your number
Forgot your name
In the wake of summer
All is grey
You’ve got me confused
with someone else
When all I can be is myself
Dull like daylight
Mid July
Contrails of vapor
Divide the skies

Forget all that you have learned
In the method you prefer
Gazing blankly without a word

Watch your candle slowly burn

A contribution
For the cause
Of retribution
Hold the applause
I’m the poison
In the fruit
So be careful
Which you choose

Forget all that you have learned
In the method that you prefer
Gazing blankly without a word

Watch your candle slowly burn
Track Name: Encore, Encore, Encore
I walk across the avenue
To adjust my attitude
People stare, unaware
Of the truth that’s in the air
Born to believe
In anything

Sticking closely to the script
We’ve prescribed but won’t admit
The sun’s rays will break the ice
A transition that nature’s devised
The story goes on
Page after page

All that you see
Is bound to repeat
The spokes of the wheel
Spin casually

A former self walks up to you
To partake in this point of view
The beauty that surrounds us all
Is the voice that answers the call
The regency ends
Before it begins

All that you see
Is bound to repeat
The spokes of the wheel
Spin casually
Track Name: Jubilee
It’s just an empty promise
The one you couldn’t keep
It’s quite the occupation
For such a busy bee
Somewhat non-complacent
And not quite how it seems
A train of expectations
Slowly losing steam

You wanted to make sure
And avoid a big mistake
Slowing down to a crawl
Until you finally cave

You locked away your motives
And threw away the key
It’s awfully poetic
Suspending disbelief
So try and make the best with
This life of secrecy
The air is so electric
On this jubilee

You wanted to make sure
And avoid a big mistake
Slowing down to a crawl
Until you finally cave

Minds erase through the day
The past that you won’t reject
The truth’s always underway
Peering through the shadows
Track Name: Dawn's Wake
At the wake of dawn
Something’s wrong
So you roam the streets
Losing sleep
And yet in your face
You knew it all along
The final resting place
A sigh of relief

It’s this indecision
That we have to break
Just end the conversation
It’s getting awfully late

Lucid like a dream
That borders obscene
You don’t quite comprehend
What it means
It’s easier to see
On the silver screen
Transcend reality
Beyond belief

It’s this indecision
That we have to break
Just end the conversation
It’s getting awfully late
Track Name: Limb
Take a chance; make a call
It always seems so easy
Going out on a limb
Falling in slow motion

When you gaze into your reflection
There’s no protection

The place you’re in
Couldn’t be predicted
Then you’re someone
Almost nonexistent

When you gaze into your reflection
There’s no protection
It makes more sense going forward
Looking backward

It’ll come around
You know I said so
It’ll come around
You know I said so
It’ll come around
You know I said so
It’ll come around
You know I said so

Eventually your smile wanes
Somewhat left of center
Slightly amused, mostly alarmed
You still found it funny
Track Name: Postcards, Pt. 1
I scribbled down the words
That you told yourself
While anonymous
The looks that you cast
Burn skin-deep
Every single time

If this reaches you, don’t reply

These savage summer waves
Will only bury me
Eventually in time

When this reaches you, don’t reply
Track Name: Sun Won't Come Out
It’s hard to admit
When it all seems so hopeless
The more you submit
The less that you have to offer
The sun won’t ever come out again

Clear your conscience
It’s so easy to do
In your presence
It’s only a distractive vignette
The sun won’t ever come out again

But I’m drifting away
Was it just a dream?
For all I know, it makes no difference

My silhouette
Is the constant reminder
Of an empty threat
And I don’t mind that
The sun won’t ever come out again
Track Name: What If?
What if everything you knew was a lie?
And every single breath you took was a sigh?
Listen closely to the still wind chimes
Beware of the flashing dollar signs

Just know that the world turns with you

What if everyone was out of reach?
Conversation’s just a figure of speech
Clever little puns tucked under your sleeve
And meaning is always so far in-between

Just know that the world turns with you
It’s my guarantee
Track Name: The Grapevine
Either path you take
You won’t avoid the flames
Roads are crossing wires
But your mind’s been made
Out of papier-mâché
Set in stone, never in clay
No one’s a saint
That’s just too much weight

I hallucinate
For most of my days
It’s the cross I bare
More wood for the pyre
It’s all that I desire

Every single day
Poisoned thoughts invade
Don’t ask how I’m doing
Someone’s listening in
I haven’t said a word
Vines hang like prison bars
Of Mother Nature’s arms
Oh, how I’d like to be

But I hallucinate
For most of my days
It’s the cross I bare
More wood for the pyre
It’s all that I desire
Track Name: Postcards, Pt. 2
[Instrumental]
Track Name: Moons Of Fire
Illuminate the path
That you walk upon
Blindly

A lantern overhead
While lost in a trance
The world flickers

A look of confusion
Surrounded by smiles
And loose tongues

Moons made of fire
Stars are burning out
It’s still freezing
Track Name: Crescent
Some days you don’t want to see
Don’t want to see how it’s make believe
Just know it’s a part of me
Distant part of me, underneath

Holding on to things just to let them go
The camera lens sees more than you’ll know

Late at night, the crescent of the moon
The crescent of the moon is smiling down
You can rest your weary head
Your weary head on my chest

Holding on to things just to let them go
The camera lens sees more than you’ll know
Shapes in the frames you held too close
Fleeting embraces by your ghost

Some days it’s hard to see
It’s hard to see what is real
Caving in, or breaking out
Yeah, I think I’m breaking out of my shell

Holding on to things just to let them go
The camera lens sees more than you’ll know
Shapes in the frames you held too close
Fleeting embraces by your ghost
Track Name: Spectre Of The Year
Reciting silently your reprieve
When a stationary smile atrophies
The cigarettes you smoked lit the room
With cinders in our lungs, a summer glow

The spectre of the year is finally closing in

Lovers passing through in reverse
At a certain point, they diverge
Words trapped in your throat never heard
Lives that you conceived and don’t occur

Collector of the lost, nowhere to be found

It’s funny that you’re here
Now it seems so clear
To return the things we borrowed
Finally on the straight and narrow
It’s written in the air
The sudden bursting flare
Returning all the things we borrowed
True love's a broken arrow

The world can make you feel so very small
Even though you once stood so tall
Small instances of bliss, oh so sincere
Like the static in the air, it disappears

Eventually everything will surely pass

It’s funny that you’re here
Now it seems so clear
To return the things we borrowed
Finally on the straight and narrow
It’s written in the air
The sudden bursting flare
Returning all the things we borrowed
True love's a broken arrow