I'm Here

by Drew Machak

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This album was recorded at Stanford University during the spring of 2010

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released 16 June 2010

Produced by Peter Livesey

Album Artwork- Madison Hicks

Photographs By Griffin Photography

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Track Name: I'm Here
Old Loosey, she drives fine.
We take her, right on down, and through a series of smaller towns, yeah.
Madison and I; We take trips, and we get by, on quite a different mindset.

Just a climb, up a tree, walk across the street where people playing outside meet a preview of the spring. Just a drive, on a road, almost to the coast where friends of ours reside in; never felt so fucking free.

The relevance of time is minuscule, so wind on down, we're waiting for you.
It's all a messy game, so don't even try to explain, 'cause then you'll end up blinded.
There's Jeremy and Pete, and all together we talk and drink, and toke a special treat.

Just a climb, up a tree, walk across the street where people playing outside meet a preview of the spring. Just a drive, on a road, almost to the coast where friends of ours reside in; never felt so fucking free.

I've never seen so many colors on the walls, and laughing, they play waterfall, as we Beirut across the hall.
Our lovely hostess Freund, from Boston, with a sunshine mind. She's taming the unrefined,

with just a talk, a little speech thinking clearly how to handle those around us and their negativity. Stay in tune, be in touch, think outside the box beyond the crate it came in, through the Charles River Locks.



The whim on which we think of things, to plan and make arrangements for the changes, that collaborate on all the days we want them gone, just as if the favorite time our universe contains a lie is when, we're feeling most alone, with every option stolen and gone, and every calculation gone wrong.



A little blood on your hands, a little piece of the land, a simple plan and a man on the inside, but that was back in the day, when proof was easy to fake, you gave him something to say and they bought it.

Just a part of an act, an intentional trap for the people who have disorder. An automatic machine, he got out famous and clean though really he was a fiend for murder.
So now you think you're not encaged, that's what they say, "We only dance we follow rhythms order, we only dance, we never cross the border, we only dance, we follow rhythms order, we only dance round."


A little blood on your hands, a little piece of the land, a simple plan and a man on the inside, but that was back in the day, when proof was easy to fake, you gave him something to say and they bought it.

Just a part of an act, an intentional trap for the people who have disorder. An automatic machine, he got out famous and clean though really he was a fiend for murder.
So now you think you're not en caged, but you're just a slave. They say, "We only dance we follow rhythms order, we only dance, we never cross the border, we only dance, we follow rhythms order, we only dance round."



I'm here, I'm Here.




In the night, when I'm alive with love, black skies fight with the rising sun. An arrangement of people too,
But only you,
But only you,
But only you, are on my mind,
are on my mind,
are on my mind.

Through your hands, I can feel your pulse, beating like, like we're something else. Don't be scared, because I'm the shining one,

But only you
But only you
But only you, are on my mind
are on my mind
are on my mind
are on my mind.

Somehow now, I'm aware of love, and somehow, I'm not scared of what will come. Because I know our timing is right. And when you're gone, you will always be on my,

My mind,
On my mind,
On my mind,
On my mind,
On my mind,
You're just my kind.
Track Name: Birds
Some of them are pretty, yeah some of them are great, but some of them go crazy, and some misbehave.
Some will just annoy you, some will show you love and joy, some birds will control you, and most will let you down,

But the one to love, is the one that doesn't fly away, love the one that stays.

Some birds are loud and friendly, some birds are small and loud, few birds are even able to shut their rowdy mouths.
Every now and then they'll sing, and in the summer they look beautiful and radiant.
They love it when you need them, and love it when you call,

But the one to love, is the one that doesn't fly away, love the one that stays.

They're always very quick to leave, don't bother trying they don't listen very well, but if your birds not lying, you exactly what you're missing, I don't have to tell you.
Some birds are never friendly, and some wont hear you out, few birds are even able to know what they want right now,

But the one to love is the one that doesn't fly away,

Love the one that stays.
Track Name: The Myth
You say you believe in a god like you're supposed to, but whenever you're with the ones you are close to you forget everything you've been taught, you've been told, you're feeling so young, not hurting, not tired or old.

You feel alive, you feel alive, you feel alive, you feel alive, you feel alive.
You feel alive, you feel alive, you feel alive, you feel alive, you feel alive.

You never believed in a tie between you and another with reasons no one could uncover, and denying is something that happens, it happens, but no matter our place, time or life, we'll still have this love.

This love.

Oh, you say it's a myth, until the next one you're with.
Track Name: Ryan and the Katt
It's not a waste of money, honey I, just want to make things good for you, so you know, I'm the truth.

It's not a waste of time, my darling I, just want to show the best to you, so you know, I'm the truth.

Walls they start constructing in our elementary days, and when their children start destructing, they divert the blame to being gay, or making bad decisions that we know they all have made, oh what a mind fuck, but one good things remains... anyways

It's not a waste of driving, when I'm with you I'm alive and I don't have to prove, anything to you.

It's not a waste of loving, all the good times soon are coming, though it's hard to save, we can dig for change.

It's walls they start constructing in our elementary days, and when their children start destructing, they divert the blame to being gay, or making bad decisions, that we know they all have made, oh what a mind fuck, but one good thing remains... anyways
Track Name: The Underground
A running faucet of catching traps.
An underground full of snitching rats.
An easy way out, but never back,
So hide away now the best you can, I say


Now what is normal and what is not?
And what does every single person want?
To be with someone 'til the day they drop,
but fear of loneliness is all they've got.