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I love broken people
Letting time fly
Empty glass bottles
Filled with nothing but time
I'm careless in the sunshine
I sink faster than stone
Mirrors look sideways so
I left you the throne
Don’t tell me what it is to be shattered
I know every piece
Don’t tell me what it is to be shattered
I know about everything
I love a broken promise,
holes in the wall
Trash in the gutter
and in free fall
When you want to give a fuck
And there's no one left to take it
When you can't believe the luck
And you can no longer fake it.
Then you know.
Don’t tell me to love
Don’t tell me to love
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That's how we lose touch
by time and geography.
It gave me such a chill
when I heard about LauryLea.
I remember when we met
she was a real live wire
a pistol in her purse
but a really really big smile
That's how we lose touch
time and geography.
The chill I feel it still
When I think about LauryLea.
Ahh, back when we were young
good old days - now I know what they mean
from hand to mouth
that's how i remember LauryLea
I’ll add her to the list
of the people I miss.
Oh the people I miss.
That's how we lose touch
by time and geography
The chill I feel it still
I remember LauryLea
Real big smile, a real big smile
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My mom went out for a walk
Now I’m getting pills and locks
We could not have been more amazed
If she’d grown wings and flown away
She walked down the street like a country lane
Where she was headed she could not explain
Church called the police and told them her name
That’s who we were looking for, our little runaway
Shoes still looked nice, you walked 10 miles.
I love the way you maintain your style.
My mom went out for a walk
And now I’m getting pills and locks
Pills and locks. Pills and locks.
Flown away. My mom.
She’s flown away.
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Wandering around my aimless school of thought
A few I remember, so many I’ve forgot
Sadness remains about what you miss the most
Laying here in the presence of your granddaddy’s ghost
And I'm haunted by what I have not done
And I’m scared of what is yet to come
then i have no fear of life's win and lose
i just wish he was here to share it with you
And he still hasn’t stopped talking to you
And his shoes don’t make a mark on the old dirt road
And the cows don’t see him when they come home
But he’s really never left, he’s really never left.
And he still hasn’t stopped talking to you
No, he still hasn’t stopped talking to you
I’ve just been talking,
I’ve just been talking to your granddaddy’s ghost
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I don't remember my dreams but I remember you
You were the first one I loved, I think I was the first for you
You fell out of my dreams and into my world
I still have that guitar, you said I could keep it
I still have that heart, you said you didn’t need it
You fell out of my world and into my dreams
Am I dreaming now?
Your name’s still on the mailbox
Oh yes, you would believe it
Wish your heart was still beating
I’d give you mine, I don’t need it
You fell out of my world and into my dreams
Am I dreaming now?
I am dreaming
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Under the floor my heart’s still beating
and I’m still needing you.
It’s a question I don’t mind asking
and I’m still basking in a pool of you.
In a pool of you, I’m a fool for
Bring down the hammer
and you hear me stammer.
I should’ve never taken my eyes off of you
Fingers are pointing but you’re double jointed.
I can’t believe they haven’t found that it’s you.
Haven’t found that it’s you.
Put me under and you tear me asunder.
You buried me under the floor.
Where my heart is still beating.
My mind is reeling of why I still need you
Why I still need you
I still need you.
Need you.
You.
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I don't know why the sun looks beautiful setting behind the trees
I don't know why life has to bring me to my knees
I don't know why I can't hear what you're telling me
But I’m not giving up
I don't know why that you’re thinking god is everything
I don't know why but you sure as hell not selling me
I don't know why I’ve come home to these memories
But I’m not giving up just so I can get out
I’m not giving up
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i. a girl in baltimore (Bowers/Muth)
I knew Finn’s mom before she was a mom, just a girl in Baltimore
I met Lyla’s mom before she was a mom, just a girl in Baltimore
A girl and a girl
A girl and a girl in Baltimore
A fabulous wedding – who gets married anymore to a girl in Baltimore
Bowling and strolling and oriole-ing
Built a world in Baltimore
A girl and a girl
A girl and a girl
Little boy, little girl in Baltimore
ii. WHEN? (E. B. Randolph/Bowers)
I don’t know when
I can’t tell you when
No one can tell you when
I can’t tell you when
And I don’t want to know.
I don’t want to know.
I don’t want to know.
No.
iii. Innerharbor (Bowers/Muth)
You traveled all around the world
to a feeling that you call home
From a rooftop on federal hill.
Could you see babies in your arms?
Close when my eyes when I need to see
You are there looking over me
Keep me safe in your innerharbor
Above the waves of your innerharbor
Take me to your innerharbor
Keep me safe in your innerharbor
Shine the light over the innerharbor
Above the waves of your innerharbor
Above the waves of your innerharbor
Take me to your innerharbor
Shine the light over the innerharbor
Keep me safe in your innerharbor
Shine the light above the waves.
Keep me safe.
Shine the light, shine the light.
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My dog Lazarus
03:32
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Get up boy, get up boy
I can feel the sun shine
Get up boy, get up boy
let's take this world for a ride!
Oh, where there is famine
Where there is feast
We’re just picking numbers -
you either get lucky or you get the beast
Get up boy, get up boy
I can hear the crow call
Get up boy, get up boy
just ain't your time to go!
I'm not giving handouts
but I won't take more than what's mine
We both headed for the exit,
well let's give it some time.
Get up boy, get up boy
Don’t you feel the sun shine?
Get up boy, get up boy
No one will tell you when you're done!
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