1. |
Cope
03:56
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Black jean burn in the summertime
Like the sun woke up just to melt my mind and
A pound of glass in your sisters purse
On the booze soaked pews of a sidewalk church, well
We found the evil in anything
But I’d stay through the storm if you said what you mean and
I won’t let time get ahead of me
But I fall right back when you talk like that
I can’t help myself
I want nothing else
All the birds of prey we know
Have failed to cope
Well we learned that a face could bleed
When your cherub fists rained grace on me and
I didn’t know when I chose to leave
That I’d think of you eternally but
You were the moon on a midnight walk
Or a pilgrimage through city blocks
Was a million plastic plymouth rocks
Enough to keep you occupied babe?
I can’t help myself
I want nothing else
All the birds of prey we know
Have failed to cope
I can’t help myself
I want nothing else
All the birds of prey we know
Have failed to cope
And I’m going home
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2. |
Birthday
04:00
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Happy birthday tomorrow baby
Is there anything you need?
You can say it outright if you want to
Im following your lead
I know it’s not a kind reminder
But time is running out
I can guarantee I’ll give you something
That you can sing about
For your birthday i’ve been thinking
You oughta join a club
They've got all the guys you idolize
I know you know the one
Cuz this year you’ll be 27
A new chance to begin
Don’t read that as a euphemism
For what’s after the end
What’s after the end?
Throwin elbows at the famous fallen angels
In a bar that’s all top shelf
They’re giving halos out at coat check by the entrance
You can grab one for yourself
Yeah you can grab one for yourself
Happy birthday tomorrow baby
If we last that long
I still don’t know what you want for presents
At least you got a song
Why don’t you throw out some options
Scream them through the phone
How about I get you what you’ve always wanted
You’ll get to be alone
You know I’ve done a lot of thinking that I needed
Over awful things i’ve said
Cuz even though you had to wait in line to hear it
You were always my best friend
We're standing freezing in a neon lit parking lot
Trying to slow down time
I couldn’t wrap my arms around you any tighter
For the moment you’re still mine
For the moment you’re still mine
And you’ll say
Happy birthday tomorrow baby
It’s interesting to know
That it felt like an 18 wheeler to your blind side
For me it came real slow
In a western sky the sun is falling
I sure wish I could stay
But I’ll be gone before its eastern greetings
So here’s happy birthday
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3. |
Fall Into Line
02:57
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4. |
Inside Job
02:55
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I was on the wrong side baby of an outbound train
And my love used to fall down softly like morning rain
Woke up in a simulation of blues and grays
All the hearts I’ve taken put me back in my place
And we don’t talk about it
The things I live without and
I don’t wanna tell the truth
Cuz I’m ashamed to say it
It’s just the way I’ve made it
You’d stop a mustang running through
And I can’t
Fall into line
Fall into line
I was on a good one baby when I spoke her name
Silver in the morning, half a gram of cheap cocaine
Do you think I’m happy trapped inside a corporate cage?
Do you think that routine living has me entertained?
You can keep the baby
And if you’re lucky maybe
He’ll catch me when I’m passing through
With ears to the transistor
I found a willing sister
Who wouldn’t ever ask me to
Fall into line
Fall into line
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5. |
Interlude 1
00:40
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6. |
Thomas Guide
02:48
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If our bodies just don’t fit together
Gotta be more thoughtful with the gifts you give
And desire’s been dialing your number
I’m just glad to hear that somebody is
Thomas guide tell me
Where could I run?
Guess I was wrong
You’re the only one
When you say
That you’ll wait for me
I’m trippin on the fault line baby
Someday
You will wanna be free
And Atlas is shaking
Every day is a change in your patience
Every night making someone new
200 cigarettes and a park bench vacation
Sometimes I lose the heart to do this with you
Life on the lam
Parts more than the sum
Guess I was wrong
You’re the only one
Tears in my eyes
Both hands on the gun
Guess I was wrong
You’re the only one
When you say
That you’ll wait for me
I’m trippin on the fault line baby
Someday
You will wanna be free
And Atlas is shaking
When you say
That you’ll wait for me
It’s the strangest of arrangements baby
And the weight of your trust
Is coming down to crush me
And Atlas’ arms are breaking
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7. |
At A Loss
03:50
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This drive is painfully familiar
With child locks on every door
I recognize the flaming embers
A landmark we tried not to see before
Every mornings killing me
Until I make us both believe
That the winds of change blow tragedy
Cuz she thinks that’s all I’ll ever be
That’s fine
I’m at a loss
Built a quarantined cathedral
Cuz she’s got problems of her own
I'm trekking miles through the jungle
Didn't plan to navigate alone
Every mornings killing me
Until I make us both believe
That the winds of change blow tragedy
Cuz she thinks that’s all I’ll ever be
That’s fine
At a loss
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8. |
Interlude 2
00:27
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9. |
Alexis
04:23
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Oh Alexis are you there yet?
Sent a signal out to you
You had planned a leap for humankind
But jumped a bit too soon
As you're swinging your umbrella
From a mezzanine on high
There will be no caveman gawkers
With the fear swelled in their eyes
I'm not worried for your bathrooms
I just hope you found some peace
With the white clouds as your catwalk
You can do just as you please
Oh Alexis are you listening?
You're the only girl I know
That can deadlift our delinquency
Through inhaled piles of snow
Now it seems they finally got you
And they’ll say the ending was fate
I would leave this all on your voicemail but
I’ve used both sides of the tape
Yeah I’ve used both sides of tape
Well they shuddered when they saw you
You're a being all brand new
Though we didn't mean to bring you harm
I guess I'm guilty too
In the shadow of your brother
Oh your sister looked so good
You lived somewhere in the middle
Where nobody ever could
Now it seems they finally got you
And they’ll say the ending was fate
I would leave this all on your voicemail but
I’ve used both sides of the tape
Oh Alexis are you listening?
I am not sure why I care
A couple rows back in my consciousness
I feel you always there
I hope they understand what happened
And the bleed for what they’ve done
You're the working class pariah
You’re the pageants only son
Put a statue up on Melrose
Or a plaque in Central Park
I hope they paint the town in glitter
Light a match and catch the spark
Pat and David humming with you
Singing dirges as you went
Yeah Rosanna lost a sister
But I lost my only friend
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10. |
Saturday
03:22
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The cat that’s got your tongue is only
Toying with us now
Cuz you had time to tell me
But you held it in your mouth
Shivering on Sycamore
The rain soaked through your blouse
And swept the bones of past lives out
From underneath your house
Changing
My baby’s changing
Right before me
Without warning came
Saturday
Afternoon
Talking with somebody new
Though I was sure that she was you
We hadn’t met before
Saturday
Afternoon
Paralyzed I couldn’t move
Listening without a clue
To words unheard before
I don’t know how you see yourself, like you’re some model now
Or just letting random guys in takin, polaroids while you get naked
Shrug it off, cuz who am I to ever get you down?
But if you wasted breath to say it, it must make a statement
And I don’t believe it
She’s doing whippets, out there
With him
On a lunch break
And then came
Saturday
Afternoon
Talking with somebody new
Though I was sure that she was you
We hadn’t met before
Saturday
Afternoon
Paralyzed I couldn’t move
Listening without a clue
To words unheard before
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11. |
Interlude 3
00:40
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12. |
This Town
04:28
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Oh I’m shaking, slightly nervous
All my luck has lost its purpose
Please explain this grave disservice
And tell me if the big guns
Were really necessary
On the poor side of the city leaning up against the Shell
Drinking imitation brandy till I got too drunk to tell
That it’s the start of every movie where the kids don’t make it home
You know the man’s alone and lonely we should try to get to know him
But when he sings
I’m not coming down
This town isn’t breathing
They can’t tie me down
If the house has no ceiling
I’m not coming down
This town isn’t breathing
With a map on his desk of a stone in the sea
I’ll go barreling south if she won’t come to me
And he says
“Oh I need a neighbor to love”
And I said
“That’s all that anyone does
Anyone does”
I’m not coming down
This town isn’t breathing
They can’t tie me down
If the house has no ceiling
I’m not coming down
This town isn’t breathing
This town
My city
As I fly over
It looks so pretty
For the first time
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13. |
Parking Lot
04:24
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We stood alone in the parking lot
I know why
You crossed your arms into a knot
I know why
Cuz four years made you
Want something new
But throwing it away
Scared you to death
I’m here to make you move
Go home
But your conscience can’t be bruised
Oh no
Cuz four years made you
Want something new
But throwing it away
Scared you to death
You swear you told him
My that’s bold kid
Cuz I can smell the fear
On your breath
Should’ve known
he’d never leave your head
Should’ve known
he’d never leave your head
Now you know
I’ll never leave you
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