01) Brain of J
          Time: 2:59
          Vedder, McCready

Who's got the brain of JFK?
What's it mean to us now?
Pause, it sounds distrust.
But I can tell you this is no lie. Yeah.

The whole world will be different soon.
The whole world will be relieved.

You? You've been taught, whipped into shape, now they got you in line.
Stand behind the stripes. That was the order so give up your mind.

The whole world will be different soon.
The whole world will be relieved.

And by name, the name they gave me, the name I'm letting go.

The whole world will be different soon.
The whole world will be relieved.

Plaque on the wall says that, "No one's slept here."
It's rare to come appon a bridge that has not been around, or been stepped on.
Whatever the notion we lace in our prayers, the man upstairs is used to all of this noise.
I'm through with screaming.

It echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes.
Like echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes, like this.

We're faithfull. We all believe, we all believe it.

Echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes.

We're faithfull. We all believe we all believe it.

M-Y-T-H is belief in the game.
Controls that keeps us in our box of fear.
We never listen. Voice inside so drowned out. Drowned...
You are, you are, you are everything.
And everything is you. Me you, you me, it's all related.
What's a boy to do?
Just be a darling and I will be too, faithfull to you.

There's a token of my openness.
Of my need to not disappear.
How I'm feeling, so revealing to me.
I found my mind too clear.
I just need someone to be there for me.
I just want someone to be there for me.

All the static in my attic-a.
Shoots down my side nerve.
To the ocean of my platitudes, longitudes, latitudes.
It's so absurd.
I just need someone to be there for...
I just want someone to be there for...
Someone to be there for...

Cause I'll stop trying to make a difference.
I'm not trying to make a difference.
I'll stop trying to make a difference. No way.

Ooh, let's call it an angel.

Cause I'll stop trying to make a difference.
I'm not trying to make a difference.
I'll stop trying to make a difference. No way.
No way. No way.

Let's call in an angel.
Who's calling an angel?

He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out.
A bad time nothing could save him.
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out.
He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles.
He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree.
The wind rose up set him down on his knee.
A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw.
Deliver him wings, "Hey look at me now!"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor.
Oh, power, oh. He's flying whole. High, wide, oh.

He floated back down cause he wanted to share.
This key to the locks, on the chains, he saw everywhere.
But first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed by faceless men.
Well fuckers, he still stands.
And he still gets his love he just gives it away.
The love he receives is the love that is saved.
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky.
A human being that was given to fly.
I'm flying, oh. High flying, oh.
He's flying, oh. High, oh, oh.

I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off.
I wish I was a sacrifice, but somehow still lived on.
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on the Christmas tree.
I wish I was the star that went on top.
I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the clouds.
Or 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky.

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me.
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me.
I wish I was a messenger, and all the news was good.
I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood.
I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun.
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on.
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on.
I wish I was the verb "to trust" and never let you down.
I wish I was a radio song the one that you turned up.

Talk of circles, and punching out.
Looking in, drawing circles down.
Falling up, then south, marking ground.
Talking out of turn, drawing circles down.

Like Pilate I have a dog.

Walks me out of town. Still one's a crowd.
Making angels in the dirt.
Looking up, looking all around.

Like Pilate I have a dog. Obeys, listens, kisses, loves.

Stunned by my own reflection.
It's looking back, sees me too clearly, and I swore I'd never go there again.
Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down.
You down...

Like Pilate I have a dog. Obeys, listens, kisses, loves.

I'm ahead. I'm a man.
I'm the first mammal to wear pants.
I am at peace with my lust.
I can kill cause in god I trust.
It's evolution baby.

I'm a piece of the man.
I buy stocks on the day of the crash.
On the loose. I'm a truck.
All the rolling hills I'll flatten 'em out.
It's herd behavior. Uh huh.
It's evolution baby.

Admire me, admire my home, admire my son, he's my clone.
This land is mine, this land is free, I'll do what I want, yet irresponsibly.
It's evolution baby.

I'm a thief. I'm a liar.
There's my church I sing in the choir.
Hall-le-lu-jah.

Admire me, admire my home, admire my song, admire my clothes.
Consider, appetite for nightly feasts.
Those ignorant Indians got nothing on me.
Nothing. Why? Because, it's evolution baby.

I am ahead, I am advanced, I am the first mammal to make plans.
I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher.
2010 watch it go to fire.

It's evolution baby.
I do the evolution.

08)

We're all crazy. We're all crazy at war.

Sliding out of reverse into drive.
This wheel will be turning right, then straight.
Off in the sunset she'll ride.
She can remember a time, denied.
Stood by the side of the road.
Spilled like wine now.
She's out on her own and line high.

There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
She's disappeared now.

They said that timing was everything.
Made him want to be everywhere.
There's a lot to be said for nowhere.

There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
He's disappeared now.

There's no leaving here.
Ask I'm an ear.
Fuck it. We'll disappear now.

Clouds roll by.
"Reeling," is what they say.
Or is it just my way?
Wind blows by.

Low light. Sidetracked. Low light.
Can't see my tracks your scent way back.

Can I be here all alone?
Clear a path to my home.
Blood runs dry.

Books and jealousy tell me wrong.
I will feel calm.
Poise blows by.

Low light. Car crash. Low light.
Can wear my mask. Your first my last.

Voice goes by.
Two birds is what they'll see getting lost upon their way.
Wind rolls by.

Low light. Eye sight. Low light.
I need the light. I'll find my way from wrong.
What's real? The dream I see.

I shut and lock the front door.
No way in or out.
I turned and walked the hallway, and pulled the curtains down.
I knelt and emptied the mouth of every plug around.
But nothing's sound. Nothing's sound.

I stayed where my last step left me.
Ignored all my rounds.
Soon I was seeing visions and cracks along the walls.
They were upside down.
I swallow my words to keep from lying.
I swallow my face just to keep from biting.
I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving.
I surfaced and all of my being was enlightened.

I'm in hiding.

It's been about three days now since I've been aground.
No longer overwhelmed.
And it seems so simple now.
It's funny when things change so much, it's all state of mind.

I swallowed my words to keep from lying.
I swallowed my face just to keep from biting.
I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving.
I surfaced and all of my being was enlightened.

I'm in hiding.

Get me outta here... If reality is what I see...

I had a false belief. I thought I came here to stay.
We're all just visiting. All just breaking like waves.
The oceans made me, but who came up with love?
Push me pull me, push me. Or pull me out.

Push me pull me. Or pull me out.

So if there were no angels would there be no sin?
Huh, you better stop me before I begin.
But let me say.
If I behave can you arrange a spacious hole in the ground?
Somewhere nice. Make it nice.
Where the land meets high tide.

Push me pull me. Or just pull me out.

Like a cloud dropping rain I'm discarding all thought.
I'll dry up leaving puddles on the ground.
I'm like an opening band for the sun.

Push me pull me. Or just pull me out.

I've had enough, said enough, felt enough, I'm fine now.
Push me pull me. See ya later...

Don't you think you oughtta rest?
Don't you think you oughtta lay you head down?
Don't you think you want to sleep?
Don't you think you oughtta lay your head down, tonight.
Don't you think you've done enough?
Oh, don't you think you've got enough? Well, maybe yea.
You don't think there's time to stop.
There's time enough for you to lay your head down, tonight.
Tonight.

Maybe it'll wash away all those yesterdays.

What are you running from?
Taking pills to get along.
Creating walls to call your own.
So no one catches you drifting off and doing all the things that we all do.

Oh, let it wash away all those yesterdays.

All those yesterdays. (All those yesterdays. All those yesterdays.)
All those paper plates. (All those yesterdays. All those yesterdays.)
You've got time. You've got time to escape.
There's still time. It's no crime to escape.
It's no crime to escape.
There's still time so escape. It's no crime, crime...
All those yesterdays.