Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Berman
Vocals
Briana Harley
Keyboards
Eddie Navega
Guitar
David Antonio Garcia
Electric Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Berman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Antonio Garcia
Producer
Lyrics
Did you hear about the one with the ship left at sea
It ran on old fumes & brutal honesty
So Murphy, can you hurry, got a prophecy
To foretell
And did you hear about the drama about a ship torn asunder
This hushed and repressed old angst-laced hunger
This might've been cute at a decade younger
But they can't tell
They can't tell, they can't tell
Got no right to raise no hell
Just wrong place, wrong time, wrong face, wrong mind, wrong call
So give me room to ruminate and block up the aisle
The trip of a meter can reroute to a mile
My friends can walk through if I can reconcile
But they can't tell
Strolled up to the bar & by happenstance
You leaned next to a guy who you knew at first glance
Told me "find a cute girl & ask her to dance"
Must not sell
How I was in the picture, but I was never seen
Said "okay" with a mutter as my stomach turned green
Drove ten miles to this club through a spiderwebbed screen
But they can't tell
They can't tell, they can't tell
Got no right to raise no hell
Just wrong place, wrong time, wrong face, wrong mind, wrong call
So I remember the costumes and the tossed-off remarks
All the blinding strobe lights that toss you into the dark
Now just take her advice & find the next spark
Cause they can't tell
They can't tell
And you won't tell
Oh, so they can't tell
Written by: Mark Berman