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For Your Yearbook


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Last Summer 05:25
Thoughts of new days have been grayed out. Our last words were left unsaid. And the dried out sky mirrors the patience for all my promises unkept. My memory's a blued out blur; grey and lament. frozen in photographs, just real enough to cast despair and regret. Everyone's changed. Everyone's different here. As hard as I try I can't get past the fact that you don't care. Suddenly so lightless. Overnight it's nightless. Nightmares have taken lives of their own. staring through the cold window clinging to the floor. I always fall short of holding on to anyone. Last chance for last minute thoughts to breathe. Try to ignore what's tearing my only comfort left; the only wall in between the confrontation of my shame. Don't you know you're just worsening the pain already in my head. Can't you see I'm doing the best I can. You're all confused and angry. Your disappointment's suffocating me. I'm so fucking spent and your screaming is the last thing that I need. Let me find my peace please pray I make it home as wasted as I am. I'm all alone with no one to turn to and no one to hold. As for the only truth I know; a victim of words spoken. what have I done to you? dormant you lie. lifeless in me. beautiful; denied. and I stand outside.
Desi says it's so over, Johnny just throws his hands up and says, I'm doing the best I can. You hardly ever try so of course it could be over. With effort on both our parts, I think we could make it work again. If we do the best we can, the best we- no, nothing, no excuse can make up for what you did, no. Desi's telling all her friends she's done, it's over. he's always late or he always forgets. She's sick and tired of his shit. No one's sure but she says he's such an asshole. Can you believe just what he says, "I'm doing the best I can." No, nothing, no excuse can make up for what you did, no. Nobody talks to Johnny much. He's more alone now than when this whole fiasco began. But all his friends say he's giving - Desi's telling everyone she's had it, it's over. That is telling everyone but him. She says she's patiently awaiting a mistake; a perfect moment. Though it seems she's growing impatient. It's rumored she wants some guy in her chem class. She's been spending all her time with him. She even brought him to her and Johnny's spot behind the gym; broke him in, if you know what I mean, just what I hear, Just hearsay not to be repeated. He has no idea. He's doing the best he can but she still says, nothing, no excuses can make up for what you did, no. Nobody talks to Johnny much. He's more alone now than when this whole fiasco began. But all his friends say he's giving 200%. Desi says she's desperately awaiting a fatal mistake; the perfect moment to let him go in the worst way. Johnny says to Desi are we through is it over? Desi shrugs and says she doesn't know; looking away. I guess if you want we can talk tomorrow. Johnny sighs with his head in his hands. I don't know what you want. I'm doing the best I can.
Epiphany 09:12
Let Go 05:10
Lost 04:41
This year has been one unlike any other. If I were to say it's all been fun I'd be a liar. I'd like to think I've learned all that I say I have from all that's happened, but the truth is, I don't know. Everyday feels like the beginning. A new aspect of the end. Everyone knows but no one's saying we may never see many of you again. If I'd been more like you I might be feeling a different kind of sad, a wish you well type sad, I miss you's, forget you not's, great summer yearbook filler lines from so-called friends whose names you hardly know. To be packed away in the attic of your parents house among other things long forgotten before. And I'll shed no tears for reasons of my own. The silent ones know why. This is as close I come to sentimental departures. There's really nothing left to say. There's really nothing left to save.. so farewell. I want to say I wish you well. I want to say goodbye. I want to be the wish you well type most of all. I want to be the wish you well type. After all many of you I'll never see again, and I can't understand why I can't say anything but farewell. I want to say I wish you well. I want to say goodbye. I want to say I'm sorry; be the one to say I'm sorry and make everything alright. I want to be this wish you well type. I'm sorry. I can't be. That just wouldn't be right. For a few staying friends, I'll write you in the fall I'll call you sooner than you can write K.I.T., B.F.4 EVER with a number on my hand, and seven more where I can reach you at, but I can't even reach you now. We're already so far, we're already gone. This is so hard. Why didn't they tell us it'd be this hard?


I wrote these songs on the trunk of my car during my senior year of high school. After months of rehearsing I went into the studio and threw them all down in one take. By far the easiest record I've ever made.


released June 2, 2002

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Zack Ohren @ Castle Ultimate Studios in 2002.


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PALE LIKE YOU San Jose, California

Hailing from the San Francisco Bay Area, and formed in 2001, the band is known for it's ever changing styles ranging from acoustic, ambient, electronic, post-punk, indie, and alternative rock.

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