The current lineup consists of Brian Byrne (vocals), Bruce Gordon (bass), Christian Tanna (drums), and Jagori Tanna (guitar). The members are currently at work on other projects while on a self-described "hiatus". Brian released a solo album, Tuesdays, Thursdays and if it rains in 2006 and is enjoying the commercial success of its release. Jag and Christian started their own record label, Upper Left Side Productions. Bruce Gordon performed as a musician with the Toronto production of the Blue Man Group.
Lost My America
I Mother Earth Lyrics
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One leg broken
And a whisper in the hall
There's frustration
Another walk around the room
A loss of direction
Before the start
With few words spoken
Some with peace
Say nothing at all
It's just a matter
Of motivation to live
Just a question
Of where to get love
Thrills and sand
Fall through my open hand
Where's my tone gone
Words look for the song
Lost my America
But made my own way
I believe
To this garden
But on my face
The idea is showing
Shelter me for no reason
At all
Sunlight slanting
Paranoid
Feeling cold
A little fucked up... alone
Seems I'm spending
These supposed best of years
Quite unlike
It says right here
Cold
A little fucked up... alone
Take the face
In hands spread open
And one to one
Let the power run
Feed the mouth
That's hungry... open
Feed the mind
That wonders why
The lyrics to I Mother Earth's song Lost My America describe a scene of frustration and loss of direction. The broken chair in the corner and the whispers in the hall represent the physical manifestation of the singer's emotional state. They are walking around the room, trying to find a way to start over, but they are feeling lost and uncertain. The singer is not sure where to find love and motivation to live. They acknowledge that some people say a lot with few words, while others say nothing at all. It's just a matter of perspective and motivation.
The chorus, "Lost my America but made my own way," implies that the singer has lost their place in the world, their sense of identity, but has found a way to forge ahead on their own. They believe in their ability to create their own path, despite the difficulties they're facing. They've found some sort of shelter, despite not knowing the reason for it. The song ends with a call to action, to take the face in hands spread open, let the power run, and feed both the mouth that's hungry and the mind that wonders why.
Overall, the lyrics to Lost My America seem to represent a sense of uncertainty and loss of identity, but also a resilience and belief in the ability to create one's own path.
Line by Line Meaning
A chair in the corner
There's a chair in the corner
One leg broken
One of the chair's legs is broken
And a whisper in the hall
There's a whisper sound in the hall
There's frustration
The person is feeling frustrated
Another walk around the room
The person is walking around the room
A loss of direction
The person is feeling lost and directionless
Before the start
This is all happening before something significant is supposed to happen
Some say a lot
Some people say a lot of things
With few words spoken
Even though they don't say much
Some with peace
Some people are peaceful
Say nothing at all
They don't say anything at all
It's just a matter
It's only a matter
Of motivation to live
The key is to have a motivation to live
Just a question
It's just a question
Of where to get love
The question is where to find love
Thrills and sand
Thrills and sand
Fall through my open hand
Are slipping away from me
Where's my tone gone
I've lost my tone
Words look for the song
I'm struggling to find the right words to express myself
Lost my America
I've lost my way of life
But made my own way
But I've created my own path
I believe
I trust that
To this garden
I have found something worth sticking around for
But on my face
However, it's evident on my face
The idea is showing
That I still have some doubts or fears
Shelter me for no reason
I need some sort of protection even though there may not be a logical reason for it
At all
Whatsoever
Sunlight slanting
The sunlight is coming in at an angle
Paranoid
I feel paranoid
Feeling cold
I feel cold
A little fucked up... alone
I feel somewhat messed up and alone
Seems I'm spending
It seems that I'm spending
These supposed best of years
These years are supposed to be the best years of my life
Quite unlike
But they are quite different
It says right here
It's clearly stated here
Cold
It's cold
A little fucked up... alone
I feel somewhat messed up and alone
Take the face
Take hold of the face
In hands spread open
With open, spread hands
And one to one
And connect one-on-one
Let the power run
Let the energy flow
Feed the mouth
Nourish the body's needs
That's hungry... open
That are hungry and waiting to be fed
Feed the mind
Nourish the mind
That wonders why
That is filled with questions and curiosity
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ANDREW P KOSHOWSKI, CHRISTOPHER KOSHOWSKI, EDWIN C GHAZAL, FRANZ J MASINI
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Bob Purcell
Some of the tastiest guitar of the last half-century. Well played, Mr. Tanna...👌
Berry Bradley
Jag gets the very best clean to full on dirt tone dynamics ever recorded, period. I was in awe in the '90s and still am.
marangelo1
A band way ahead of their time. Under appreciated and underrated. Love my earth.
Toddzilla
One of the most interesting bands ever- I actually enjoy the comments about this band because, positive or negative, they elicit strong opinions. The rhythym section destroys, the lyrics are genuine, and this band is relentless. They will never get the respect they deserve- I cannot get tired of this music. And I've tried...
Steve Kremsner
Dig, simply an eargasmic creation!
Paul Johnson
a kickass album definitely-played it a lot on my 3 CD boombox in college! too bad they broke up in 1998!
Barry Bumgarner
Seen them 3 times on this tour. Fuck'n incredible groove!
heyave
Tied with Rush for most talented Canadian band ever. The albums with Edwin will ALWAYS be in my playlist
Iam Canadian
Ya next to the hip the greatest for me. This album grabbed me as a 25 year old and never let go. Edwin and a very talented group of musicians. Long live the 90s
patrick grondines
i was born in 1996