1. |
time
00:53
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it hasn't been months
and it hasn't been days
it hasn't been cool
and we drowned in the sun
and we beat up our legs
and there's no one to say
what we shouldn't have done
and I looked around
small as a bee
I never could find someone
something like me
and I lived in the woods
and I'm scared of the bugs
and I'm smothered in clouds
and I've done all the drugs
and there's nothing but here
and it rattles my mind
but I can still give you
a ton of my time
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2. |
lovers
01:38
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there's no problem we can't fix
there's no trouble we won't handle
there's no bubble in our mix
there's no cover on our manhole
and a lover ought to be ashamed
when the room he has to love contains
a quarrel
or a look on the face that says "fuck you, too"
a lover has to stay amoral
there's no honesty in art
no frail folded face in terror
there's a trail to venus' arms
there's no reason we can't share her
and a lover ought to change his name
when circumstances hold him to a mirror
and a look on the face that says "oh, what next..."
someone's crying now
but you can't hear her
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3. |
ego
01:04
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there was a click
and then nothing at all
so I got the table clear
and starting taking it apart
I folded up my fear of breaking
shit the way I used to when I
never knew the story
rootless fins and faded glory
crowded bins and allegory
out go alligator clips
and then the copper foil rips
bolts come loose and fall away
the wire in the cable frays
transistors hotter than the days
in Texas after January
feeling humble, small and scary,
wary of the causes and the laws
that I am breaking when I stay awake
all night and chew on
all the things that I put glue on
most of them I never really fix
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4. |
comfort
01:49
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I know comfort is no small thing
half of what I am is nothing to me
but like the blood bled on a diamond ring
the suffer in the sparkle isn't typically seen
Big time brother in a saccharine scene
vitamins, vans, and a runner-up night
I'm a 1 or a 7 with the way that I learn
but 8 retaliates and we're in for a fight
Blasted Billy in Connecticut cold,
drab declarations polarizing the girls
bellow my name in the Cassidy mold
to the million minor moments '
'til the end of the world
I know comfort is no small thing
in the air I hope I don't belong to the sea
but anyone can start to eat your heart in the spring
and at the end of the summer set it free
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5. |
clank
02:07
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now it's shame they're interviewing
the laymen have it worst construing
the things that you toss off
You have never dealt with 5 am
except when your eyes are watery with success
They're the real us and we their them
I love punk rock but it doesn't love me back
and now the way that midnight reels
makes me feel like we're under attack
I can't stay slim or look like shit anymore
where did I go
I've got 20 years of schooling
I will not attend yr wedding
if I have to wear a belt
I knew how you felt all along
but I've got arthritis in my middle finger
from knowing you so long
I loved heavy metal but they threw me out
and when I get punched in the face
it's always so serious now
I can't fall asleep wherever I want these days
where did I go
Love is the thing that left me so full of hate
The things I love weren't willing to wait
I thought I was the hungry virgin
but I was the easy score
I thought that something mean
would make me more
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6. |
merle
02:15
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I believe in second chances
I believe in Radar Love
the Land of a Thousand Dances
Heart of Gold and Hand in Glove
I know I'm no Fela Kuti
I'm no Rick or Jesse James
and you can't find truth in beauty
if beauty calls you messy names
There's nothing in my life I asked for
without a grovel or a pretty please
and I made a promise to hold onto
the stuff that the authorities forget to seize
I can tell you what I know of Texas
Just don't ask me for the history
And I said I'd never own a [redacted]
even after Dallas made me eat the keys
Guitars can ricochet for hours
off the houses in a hollow town
And I'll never be a teenage flower
but I'd love to watch the garden drown
I believe that you can live it languid
in with Sweet Virginia and the Loving Cup
It might be a Beggar's Banquet
but no one wants you to give up.
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7. |
gord
01:48
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8. |
pollsters
02:10
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Everybody gets a chicken in every pot
The plot is gonna thicken with the things that we're not
obey the institution of the grovel and grind
resubmit a flower to the endless unkind
A thousand words apiece
that's what we're worth in the struggle for Canada Geese
I go naked and I recommend you find yourself a place
in all the heaven that I reckon is still going around
and if you locate your salvation save a little for me
Each of us is gettin' fucked in our particular way
the murder of our meaning on a sorted-out day
this form has got a window for the way that you are
deduct yr aspirations and yr wife and yr car
Hey
I'm over here
In the back of my brain
Everybody gets a chicken in every pot
The plot is gonna thicken with the things that we're not
obey the institution of the grovel and grind
resubmit a flower to the endless unkind
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9. |
quiet
01:49
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It's that quiet like you invented quiet
and if you invented quiet
why don't you give all of your money away
to fund research on why the quiet isn't spreading every day
If you don't make heads or tails of me
maybe what you see
is nothing like a coin that you call
and my feelings aren't two vigilant people vying to go first after all
Nobody that you know
is already dead
See the stretching of the sea
it is limbering for me
why do we worry about the end
of the world when it is observable from parts of California and space
Quiet, it's rude to be so quiet
and if you relive the quiet
you will find that everyone you
ever knew is nodding to each other
at a party between yr ears
and out your mouth that makes the
little choke when you have to talk to
yr mother
Nobody that you know is already dead
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10. |
mercy
02:37
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if your ocean is crowded and you need some relief
when you paw at the wall you'll be signaling me
and it's a riot when yr kind
it's a ride with no adventure lost
and a mercy in yr mind
cast away on a clementine deliciously dared
pull on a fan chandelier when you're shrunken and scared
and I'll be picking up the glass
push my head into the mornin' moss
with a mercy in yr mind
it's not the heat it's the humidity
it's how you treat others so shittily
the way you are is finally hitting me
I keep forgetting me
I'm all the twirling loss in the world.
if we dig up yr daughter mind the policy sheaf
and a bland alma mater trading gravy for grief
let's try too hard to stay behind
it's a ride that pushes through the glass
and a mercy in yr mind
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11. |
more time
00:53
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it hasn't been months
and it hasn't been days
it hasn't been cool
and we drowned in the sun
and we beat up our legs
and there's no one to say
what we shouldn't have done
and I looked around
small as a bee
I never could find someone
something like me
and I lived in the woods
and I'm scared of the bugs
and I'm smothered in clouds
and I've done all the drugs
and there's nothing but here
and it rattles my mind
but I can still give you
a ton of my time
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