The Dreamer's Gene

by Sarah's Redemption

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Sarah's Redemption, fronted by John Black, was a heavy pop/rock band that was together from 2005 to 2009 in various different incarnations, the most prominent of which featured Derek Ortiz, Nick Bilancia, Andy Stark, Tom Rosato, and Anthony Mauriello.

The first version of the debut album "The Dreamer's Gene" was recorded in April 2008, with Tom Rosato as producer/engineer, and was released independently on May 16, 2008 featuring a different album cover. After several months of touring and promoting, the album was then remastered and re-released on iTunes on May 20, 2008 featuring the current album cover. Sarah's Redemption disbanded in August 2009.

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released May 16, 2008

Produced by Tom Rosato (Stacks of Wax Productions)

Also Featuring:
Derek Ortiz (Bass, Backing Vocals)
Nicholas Bilancia (Guitar, Backing Vocals)
Andy Stark (Drums, Backing Vocals)
Tom Rosato (Piano, Backing Vocals)

Mary Jennings (Guest Vocals - "Little Game", "Victory Among Strangers (Part I)", "The Aftermath Of The Carnival (Part II)", and "Autumn Song")

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John Black New York, New York

JOHN BLACK originally hails from NYC. Formerly the frontman of the powerhouses MAKESHIFT LULLABY and SARAH'S REDEMPTION, he began to release music under his solo moniker in 2015 hoping to branch out. His music has been described as a haunting blend of ambient pop with definitive rock influences and intelligent, catchy lyrics and choruses. ... more

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Track Name: Karma
Step aside, boy. You've had your last chance,
and only taken every second that she gave you for granted.
You see, this little Betty, she's got daggers for you
to repay all of the pain that you have put her through.
So sit back, relax, and watch in horror
as your life quickly falls apart,
and watch as it's taken away
by the one person you were jealous of from the start,

and we can watch this fire burn... I've got a great view.
And I can show you what it means to yearn,
this feeling's nothing new.
It seems that this time,
maybe karma's finally coming to collect it's due.
You stole her away from me once, well guess what, boy?
Now I'm stealing her away from you.

There's no use crying over the things you can't control.
There's no use worrying about the things you'll never know.
So sit back, relax, and watch
as your entire world comes crashing down.
You once told me, "Nice guys finish last."
Well I ask you... who is laughing now?

and we can watch this fire burn... I've got a great view.
And I can show you what it means to yearn,
this feeling's nothing new.
It seems that this time,
maybe karma's finally coming to collect it's due.
You stole her away from me once, well guess what, boy?
Now I'm stealing her away from you.

You want something that she simply can't deliver,
so bow your head down now.
The war is over, you have lost.
You may have gained your freedom, but at what cost?
So surrender... make it easy on yourself and us...
Track Name: Little Game
Let's play pretend.
Think of all your memories,
the people who lived them,
and you can relive them again.
Then take back all those words you said
that you never truly meant,
and we'll see what could have happened.

This little game,
with characters ever changing,
and scenery that slowly changes shape.
As you walk your path into the sunset,
remember one thing...
and we'll see what could have happened.
Track Name: All or Nothing
I've become obsessed with loving it all,
because it's all or nothing,
and I'm doing my best to make it all fall right into place.

The last stop on this one way train,
I'm getting off on a lonely lane,
and as I watch the platform, I feel pain.
Giving it time so it can sink,
the realization that I won't ever see your face again.
...and I'm not letting this one be the worst,
while it certainly will not be the first.
Still, time after time, this always hurts,
it's like a pain so sharp it tears right through my shirt.

I've become obsessed with loving it all,
because it's all or nothing,
and I'm doing my best to make it all fall right into place.

Is this a dream or is this real?

A mid-day walk takes me right by
the places where we used to lye
and watch the planes cut through the sky.
But you've moved on, and now everything has changed,
nothing will ever be the same as when we were young.
...and I'm not letting this one be the worst,
while it certainly will not be the first.
Still, time after time, this always hurts,
it's like a pain so sharp it tears right through my shirt.

I've become obsessed with loving it all,
because it's all or nothing,
and I'm doing my best to make it all fall right into place.

Is this a dream or is this real?

Don't want you, don't need you,
don't want you, don't need you,
don't want you, don't need you anyway.
But I can not confess the way I feel about you now...

I've become obsessed with loving it all,
because it's all or nothing,
and I'm doing my best to make it all fall right into place.

Is this a dream or is this real?
Track Name: At A Loss
From the walls and streets of Astor Place
to the serenity of my saving grace
to the graffiti tattooed on the walls of my mind,
I'm thinking about the better days,
when we fit together in every way,
but these days it seems that feeling's so hard to find.

I'm a long way from home,
and this argument is over,
now I'm hanging up the phone.

Because on and on we sing this song,
pretending that we know its true meaning.
It's a metaphor for the way we are,
speaking our words in tongue,
but the points just seem to evaporate as we go along.

I breathe in the air of memory
as I make my way down this crowded street,
without an image or a care in my head.
The evening breaks, and triggers street lights
under this moon-lit summer sky,
and it paints a portrait of orange and red.

Still, I'm a long way from home,
and to understand this decision,
I'll take this walk alone.

Because on and on we sing this song,
pretending that we know its true meaning.
It's a metaphor for the way we are,
speaking our words in tongue,
but the points just seem to evaporate as we go along.
Track Name: Victory Among Strangers (Part I)
This is one of those nights that I refuse to be alone.
So here we'll sit, on our cozy secluded porch,
between dark of night and the breaking waves.
With our bottle of wine, and without a care,
we'll make out until we reach that addicting state of mind
know to me as comfort...

...and you can paralyze me here,
under the guided light of the stars,
blinking like tiny fireflies.
I know this isn't love,
but it sounds better than spending the night alone.

It's okay to feel uneasy,
I know that none of this will matter come tomorrow morning.
But for now, I'm screaming for lust,
and I'm aching for you.
So let's top this bottle off
as we let ourselves get caught up
in the beauty of being emotionless and drunk.

...and you can paralyze me here,
under the guided light of the stars,
blinking like tiny fireflies.
I know this isn't love,
but it sounds better than spending the night alone.

Tomorrow, we won't mean thing,
but what if I want us to?
Track Name: The Aftermath Of The Carnival (Part II)
I have drank the blood of martyrs,
I've stolen from the weak,
and I've watched the innocent cry out in deafening agony.
But now I'm trying to seek forgiveness
from my own fallacies,
all part of this dance of loss and gain
in an attempt for victory.

But still, regret haunts me.
...the minute I close my eyes,
the minute I hit the lights.

In a fit of rage, and a pool of tears,
my devils come out to play.
These wounds she gives herself,
they're not nearly worth the pain,
she causes to everybody else.

I've cut the ties that bind the fabric of your sanity,
leaving nothing left but an empty vessel,
obsessed with its own vanity.
But there's so much to be said about growing up
and breaking bread with your enemies,
and leaving the misery of the past behind,
just letting regret be.

But still, I can't get through.
The minute I close my eyes,
to the first sign of morning light.

In a fit of rage, and a pool of tears,
my devils come out to play.
These wounds she gives herself,
they're not nearly worth the pain,
she causes to everybody else.

Enough, I can't take any more of this,
I don't have enough fingers
to count the scars that line your wrists.
It's time to heal, it's time for hope,
it's time to wake up from this nightmare.
No more pain, no more blood, no more tears.
....Just love.

In a fit of rage, and a pool of tears,
my devils come out to play.
These wounds she gives herself,
they're not nearly worth the pain,
she causes to everybody else.
Track Name: The Dreamer's Gene
Broke and hungry, looking for loose change
among the dust beneath my furniture.
You all call me crazy for living the way that I do,
and for trying to attempt the impossible.
Well, I call you blind.

Because I always dreamed and always rose
to the thought of filling the stadium shows.
I'm doing this with or without you.
I can't abandon the will
or choose to leave this life I live.
You might as well kill me,
because I'd rather die than lose.

Spent my last dime on the vending machine
in this old abandoned recording studio.
But I know that this time,
we can rebuild the foundations again,
just you and I...

Because I always dreamed and always rose
to the thought of filling the stadium shows.
I'm doing this with or without you.
I can't abandon the will
or choose to leave this life I live.
You might as well kill me,
because I'd rather die than lose.

(I thought this would be done by now)
Track Name: A Crying Remembrance
A scream rings out in the dark,
and the masses flood the streets,
and they'll leave behind their ways of life,
they'll leave behind their friends and ties.
And it's all because of one man...
it's all from that villain.
He's forced us from our homes,
and he's torn our flesh from bone.
We will rise up, we will rebel, because we can.
And we'll take back our lives,
and we'll take back our pride,
as we stand on the forefront
of these bloody battle lines.

...and I'm not quite sure where we're going,
but I know it'll all be over soon.

Too many people dead.
Too many lives have reached their end.
This monster must be stopped before it's too late.
Under these ruined city skies,
lye the remains of a great empire,
that we all took for granted.
The mistakes made by a few
cannot lead us to our deaths.
We must take back what is ours,
we must take back what is left.
The empty promises we took in so long ago
will no longer haunt us.

...and I'm not quite sure where we're going,
but I know it'll all be over soon.

Is there anything that we can do
to make this life better for ourselves?
Is there anything that we can do
to release our lives from this jail cell?
To make things better for our kids,
the same way that our father's did,
is there anything that we can do?

...and I'm not quite sure where we're going.
Track Name: Autumn Song
It's come to be that time of year
when the leaves have fallen
and the trees are bare,
and your lungs begin to breathe in cold air.
Now, you sit idle in the parking lot
of some old abandoned hangout spot,
and you try to comprehend the things you're not.

With one shallow breath, you calculate your costs.
And with one sigh of regret, you tell yourself you've lost.

Well, I won't watch you die
the same slow painful death, night after night.
I won't watch you cry
over the same subjects night after night.

You sit, calm, on this subway car,
taking you so very far,
and every day that passes is so hard.
You struggle to find the words to say,
but no one can understand anyway
just how hard it is at the end of the day.

With one shallow breath, you calculate your costs.
And with one sigh of regret, you tell yourself you've lost.

Well, I won't watch you die
the same slow painful death, night after night.
I won't watch you cry
over the same subjects night after night.

Maybe it's so that autumn just wasn't our season.

Well, I won't watch you die
the same slow painful death, night after night.
I won't watch you cry
over the same subjects night after night.
Track Name: SouthSide
We went over to Purchase, to party like we used to,
and relive our days of recklessness with grace.
We stumbled 'round from dorm to dorm,
finding a crowd we could call the norm,
until we ended up in this black hole of a place.
And as I pierced the crowd, obnoxious and loud,
I let my eyes adjust to the lack of light.
I almost cried at how my soul has died,
and as I analyzed, I came to realize
that I'm way too young to feel this numb
among the crowds I used to identify by.
I'm way too young to feel this numb,
to know that everything I'm working for is a lie.

I haven't lived since I turned nineteen,
was sacrificed on the guillotine
of the nine-to-five world I always despised.
They take your spirit, they take your heart,
as your youth begins to fall apart,
and day by day you watch your life pass you by.
No!

I'm way too young to feel this numb
among the crowds I used to identify by.
I'm way too young to feel this numb,
to know that everything I'm working for is a lie.

We once were kings of this scene,
carelessly living out a dream.
We lived in drive-thru parking lots,
drove beat up cars we all let rot.
We stood as one, the time stood still.
We can't grow old, we never will.
We lived and died for our rock shows...
...where did that feeling go?

I've lost best friends
in search of things I'll never find,
made my mistakes, cried in regret, and lost my mind.
But I still know the things I'll hold
to such a great importance
are not quite as superficial
as what I pursued when this all started.
Where did that feeling go?