Time Travelling is Heavy

by Marty Was Right

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Marty Was Right Lisboa, Portugal

Time travelling is heavy! The reference to Back to the Future is obvious, as it should be. Marty is in fact one person, coming from Lisbon, Portugal, which was a long time ago obsessed with the science fiction trilogy that dwells on alternate realities and how to avoid them. Loosely defined as guitar-driven indie rock, it's hard to know if it's the guitar doing the singing or Marty himself ... more

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Track Name: January Cool
Call me with your last quarter
Don’t call me your last resort, because
I’m not, not going out till it’s through
Not, not bowing down just for you
And your call
I don’t expect it at all

And if your head feels sober
A sense of guilt in order
I’m sitting, waiting, craving a fresh start
Not, not turning around till you stop
And your call
I don’t expect it at all

Call me a stranger with no new laugh
A bad luck story, common stock photograph
Not, not slow inside as you thought
Not, not asking you for a lot
And your call
I don’t expect it at all

And if you turn away in silence
I’ll set my life straight without you
Not, not calling
Not, not bowing
Not, not knowing
Not in your story
And your call
I don’t expect it at all

It might be wrong
It might be wrong
It might be wrong
It might be wrong
All my feelings fold
And I fall
All my feelings fold
And I fall
Fall
Fall
Track Name: We're Not Beautiful, We Don't Care
We're not beautiful, we don't care
The straws in our vodkas will get us there
Black eyes on our faces say "We don't mind it all"
Bring us the side dish, we've got no collateral

We see ourselves decided to run into the riots
We play too much with fire to watch the burning crisis
Out of control or misplaced in the brawl
Picked on by bystanding buddies on hold

Girl you know where I'm from
I've got no name and throne
Not on the side of the ones undecided
So stick to the dollhouse
And clame your messiah

We're not beautiful, we don't care
The straws in our vodkas will get us there
Black eyes on our faces say "We don't mind it all"
Bring us the side dish, we've got no collateral

We're not beautiful, we don't care
Our ducktale stories with a beer in hand
Locked lies in the basement
The fear of the final call
Replaced and berated
Fearing to miss it all

We see ourselves decided to run into the riots
We play too much with fire to watch the burning crisis
Out of control or misplaced in the brawl
Picked on by bystanding buddies on hold

Girl you know where I'm from
I've got no name and throne
Not on the side of the ones undecided
So stick to the dollhouse
And clame your messiah
Track Name: Equation (feat. D)
In spite of all of those drums
You'll wait till the morning comes
Laughing loud
Till the sound is over
Coming around
Wait for stars as they fall down

But this is just a part of you
This letdown will be the only truth
Give me hope till our story is
An early breakup, honest

When we meet from fortune's fate
I grab your hand, you pay my debt
Kissing you on your forehead
Is missing you on the next end

I get along
But my change is failing through
I won't get there next to you
And as we dance to something new
Would you stop if I'd ask you to?

And I know you speak of fortune's fate
But it's a dead end quest, it's not my sense
I could give the world to you
But then for me it wouldn't be true

It's strange, that's all
I can see it in your eyes
This fate was no surprise
And we color, color it all
Instead of calling it all off
And we color, color it all
Instead of calling it all off
Track Name: August Rush
I'm standing
And so it starts
I'm speaking
But words don't last
From what I see now
Five miles off course from the accolade
Who's to blame now
For the changing tides in this soft parade?

Is this the Simon Says of all the ones who stand alone?
Are we all waiting for the day when it's all gone?
For all the daughters that are safe from what you wrap us on
We stand here waiting
Are we all gone?
Are we the waiting?
Are we all gone?
Are we still waiting?
Are we all gone?

And you might just recognize
What's shoved fiercely into our lives
Looking at the busboy standing right next to you
There's people dancing, feet bathed on the shore
An August Rush, the waves fulfill the bore
Set your speakers, bring out your colours
Grant us this feeling, share it with others
Give us a sign now
Give us a sign now
I'm not gonna sleep here and waste going home
I'm not gonna sleep here and waste going home
I'm not gonna sleep here and waste going home

Is this the Simon Says of all the ones who stand alone?
Are we all waiting for the day when it's all gone?
For all the daughters that are safe from what you wrap us on
We stand here waiting
Are we all gone?
Are we the waiting?
Are we all gone?
Are we still waiting?
Are we all gone?

There's no plan
We don't want to
We don't want to behave like the clericals
Shifting through our timetables
Fearing the respectables
Bringing out the smile before the kings of sickened law
Silver in pocket, wasteful needs
Grateful empire, set your desires
Check mate on the growing age

Is this the Simon Says of all the ones who stand alone?
Are we all waiting for the day when it's all gone?
For all the daughters that are safe from what you wrap us on
We stand here waiting
Are we all gone?
Are we the waiting?
Are we all gone?
Are we still waiting?
Are we all gone?
Track Name: Seventeen
While at the brink of seventeen
I'm in the business of selling lies to myself
And if you think we'll reach eighteen
You're in for a big surprise, I can tell

This is my own trash talk
Perpetual glowing shock
In between you
And yourself

I'm in the limbo, oh no
This is no place to go
And now I'm flying, flying, flying
Until the darkest star

While at the brink of seventeen
I'm in the business of selling lies to myself
And if you think we'll reach eighteen
You're in for a big surprise, I can tell

And while I wait for chance,
For a better playing hand
A stylish ride... ah
A change of charm... ah

I'm in the limbo, oh no
I stop at your feet or so
And then I'm silent, silent, silent
While you just walk on by

While at the brink of seventeen
I'm in the business of selling lies to myself
And as I hope to see you keen
I want this foolish prize, you could tell

I touch the risky send
Distant from where you mend
A taste for pride... ah
The same sore eyes... ah

I'm in the limbo, oh no
Is this the way to go?
But you're still silent, silent, silent
So I get no reply

Caught by this silence
Searching for miles and
Your girl was at that place
You're sure it was her face?

Caught by this silence
Searching for miles and
Your girl was at that place
You're sure it was her face?

While at the end of seventeen
I learn to say goodbye, that's the end
And as I stomp on my own feet
It comes as no surprise
Kiss and tell
Track Name: Past Tense (feat. D)
I know lots of things
Composed in past tense
I see life's friends
Standing outside of my
Newfound home
Stranded alone
When you left Krakow
Took the best part of my heart
Heart
Heart
Highstone
Highstone
Kissing the camel
Brittle and dreadful
Far from the saddle
Took the next tram to my love
Love
Love

Kissing the camel
Brittle and dreadful
Far from the saddle
Took the next tram to my...
I know lots of things
Composed in past sense
I see life's changed
I stood outside of my
Newfound home
Stranded alone
When you go to Krakow
Take back this part of my heart
Heart
Heart
Highstone
Highstone
Kissing the camel
Brittle and dreadful
Far from the saddle
Took the next tram to my love
Love
Love
Track Name: The Unsuspecting Neighbour
Oh
On the highest part, falling
For the days you took upon you
On the highest part, falling
All the times you told her to run

Hello?
Is there anybody home?
And though
You were wrong,
She will come back all along
Watch your side
Step by step as the meddling stones come to claim your neck
Please look out for the styrofoam
Please look out for the styrofoam

Oh
On the highest part, falling
For the face that turns me over
On the hardest part, falling
With the same star right above
And I stand afar, breaking
When your mother tells you to go

Hello?
Is there anybody home?
And though
You were wrong,
She will come back all along
Watch your side
Step by step as the meddling stones come to claim your neck
Please look out for the styrofoam
Please look out for the styrofoam

And oh,
For the saddest tears you take
Not standing on your own
Your training wheels went missing
Withstanding the name of Down
And I fear you trade in
A laughing stock for a breathing job

Come on
Come on
Come on
Sit and wait for the slightest surge
When the deadly push tears the creed apart
As wrinkles burn right down to our hearts
I could have been the one to stop and smile
But I just stumble
And you know...
Oh
Hello?
Is there anybody home?
And though
You were wrong
She will come back all along
She will come back even more
She will come back just to make you feel home
Track Name: Crashing Cars
Looking out the back stroke
Killing off the stalk
I start to see that
Your days are broken all the way

But you still feel that
The nights all seem plain

The taste of cinnamon
The checker flag after
Crashing cars

I tell you after all
This flailing numbness precedes the cure
Please take my words
You chase your cars
But they're down over the curve

The taste of cinnamon
The checker flag after
Crashing cars

Charlie came up to the house
Said he wanted to go out
Intends to spread the seeds tonight
Tested waters before
But every flying fish dies on the shore