1. |
Maslow
03:33
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Awkward as a new bar of soap
Some people only find work as a circus sideshow
Me, I’m sympathetic to the cause
But tell me what on Earth makes you think that I’d know
My thoughts, strewn about, loosely connected, on a bulletin board for some unsolved crime
So why'd you pick up the phone when you knew where my head was at from the difference in the time
Old enough now that I see people starting to repeat, people starting to repeat (people starting to repeat)
At the sayin’ straight
We’re all just as sick as the secrets we keep
Exhausted like the piled up snow on the side of the road after the evening drive
It may not work for you and me but baby on my own
I kinda thrive
Here comes the panic, here comes the dread
Here try something else instead
Remind me of the first thing we talked about, or the last thing that you said
No one’s where they want to be, maybe you, for sure not me
Maybe we’d be better off… well, you know
I need you to feel me
I need you to tell me it’s all gonna be okay
I need you to reveal me
I need you to light my way
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2. |
Betterview
03:17
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Mid-evening strides
Lost among the pines
Hot enough to let you know
That it’s still summertime
Pharmaceutically armored
And blowing past all of the signs
Sip in the moonlight
We had a whole lifetime
Ahead of us once
I see what’s in your eyes
You’ve sold out on soul doubt
I’ll hold out to hole out and try
Walk with me to to get a better view
And we could be sometime else
Before or after all of this
That preoccupies us that we
Are not thinking about right now
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3. |
What Shines
03:30
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I’m in authentic
Kicks from 1986
A superhuman super human
Waiting for the remix
Me I’ve got my pop psych
I ride it like Excitebike
I know the things you hate in me
Are things in you you don’t like
Vicarious anxiety
And stunning impropriety
Go and grab the ruler
Time to measure up my piety
What shines, does it shine for me?
I don’t mind, the kids are alright with hypocrisy
You can see the light
You can feed the fire
You can fight the fight
You can preach the choir
Everybody wants to be you
Everybody wants to be you
Everybody wants to be unique
I’m the raging bull in your China shop
The gravity to your rain drop
The speeding car to your traffic cop
The twist off to your bottle top
What shines, does it shine for me?
That’s fine, the kids are alright without privacy
You can take your bite
You can be the liar
You can say goodnight
You can just retire
Everybody wants to be you
Everybody wants to be you
Everybody wants to be you
Everybody wants
You can see the light
You can feed the fire
You can fight the fight
You can preach the choir
Everybody wants to be you
Everybody wants to be you
Everybody wants to be unique
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4. |
Monochrome
03:48
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There’s a clearing up ahead
And you won’t believe the view
Not sure how far though
So just keep pushing through
Carved right out of me like
Trees from the mountainside
To make room for something of alleged value
We’ve mined this thing for any meaning
Excavated what’s worth keeping
I didn’t know I had this far to fall
I am the wall
I am the bridge
I am the sniper on the ridge
And I don’t want to take you down with me at all
I’ve felt the heat in the valley now
And it’s nothing like the sun I knew back home
Endured the cold of the mountain top
Seen it all in monochrome
Man oh man, how I’m stretched thin
Can’t tell you how bad I need a win
But this just feels like it's common sense
When you’ve got fallen trees
And neighbors far as eyes can see
Build some tables and not a higher fence
I’ve felt the heat in the valley now
And it’s nothing like the sun I knew back home
Endured the cold of the mountain top
Seen it all in monochrome
Monochrome
Monochrome
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5. |
1978
03:31
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I’m a rocket
I’ll attack it
I’m the greasy fingers tryna open up your duck sauce packet
I’m the package that you’re waiting for so track it
Not a complex code so crack it
Luck’s run so cold you’ll need to grab a jacket
I’ve got some time so let’s unpack it
Jack of few trades
Master of fewer
Mind in the gutter
Heart in the sewer
If you’ve got a taste for it
I’ll make a case for it
Slow down the pace for it
I’ve got the face for it
Baggage like John Frum
It’s the dark before dawn
Burnt so bad that I stick to Teflon
Your sweet is sweeter
Sugar-coated every day
And this is just theater
But I watch it anyway
Alter your altar
And fix your ‘fix
‘Cause if and when you falter
I’ll be right there in the mix
Those boots go with those pants
Like you and I go with romance
Which is to say not at all
But say it with that Southern drawl
Stack it up just to watch it fall
All the mirrors without the hall
Buried the lede down in the crawl
I’d burn it down but it’s not my call
I was hiding, you were seeking
And confiding, I was leaking
You were biding, I was sneaking
And eliding, always peaking
Maybe sliding with some freaking
And your chiding needs some tweaking
This whole posturing is just a fad
Losing something that we never had
At this point, I can’t even be mad
It’s too late to be good... so let’s be bad
Your sweet is sweeter
Sugar-coated every day
And this is just theater
But I watch it anyway
Alter your altar
And fix your ‘fix
‘Cause if and when you falter
I’ll be right there in the mix
Your sweet is sweeter
And this is just theater
Alter your altar
‘Cause if and when you falter
I’ll be right there in the mix
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6. |
Blankets
03:17
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I can no longer take this life
For granted
What was once so magical
No longer feels enchanted
The landscape of so many hearts
So starkly arctic
I’d get in my car and drive away
But I’ve forgotten where I parked it
You’d think you’d reconsider it
This open indifference
We’ve come to allow
Brazenly inconsiderate
It’s not all that different
Than what blankets us now
Can we make it one more week
To ask if we can make it one more week
The mountain didn’t look so big
But that was at its peak
Gold-plated rearview mirrors
Make it hard to see anything
But hear me out - these cultural constructs are just terror management to shield us from the crushing weight of our looming mortality
Sir, this is a Burger King
You’d think you’d reconsider it
This open indifference
We’ve come to allow
Brazenly inconsiderate
It’s not all that different
Than what blankets us now
The stories that we tell ourselves
The stories that we sell ourselves
The stories that we tell ourselves
The stories that we sell ourselves
The stories that we tell ourselves
The stories that we sell ourselves
The stories that we tell ourselves
The stories that we sell ourselves
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7. |
Before We Can Dream
04:37
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In the quiet moments
Where distractions don’t distract
As the silence foments
And we decide to react
No raindrop in the flood feels responsible
For the destruction that ensues
But the ruins are age old
Don’t treat them like they’re something new
Before we can dream
We need a place to lay our heads down
Hard as it seems
We’re still not the same when it comes ‘round
And there’s a luxury
That we don’t fully get
In being able to turn off
The television set
And there’s life outside
The four walls of this box
And we can change the doors
But we gotta change the locks
Before we can dream
We need a place to lay our heads down
Hard as it seems
We’re still not the same when it comes ‘round
Before we can dream
We need a place to lay our heads down
Hard as it seems
We’re still not the same when it comes ‘round
Torn apart at the seam
And watch it all come down, down
Like a leaf in a stream
There’s no turning around now
'Til rolling is the head that wears the crown
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8. |
Nosedive
03:47
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Figure it out
Or don’t
Tell me how to change my ways
So that I won’t
Ask me in and you’ll see
What we’re fearing
Everybody has a story to tell
But that doesn’t mean that they’re all worth hearing
Dying alone, dying alive
Lean into the nosedive
Rain comes down, like it or not
Sun comes out just the same
Declare your love in sidewalk chalk
When it’s gone, tell me who’s to blame?
One inch deep
Thirty-three miles wide on the inside
Yeah when the bear skates
You don’t criticize his stride
Get out the forks and get out the knives
Prepare for the nosedive
The moments that are easy aren’t particularly easy
But they’re still far from hard
The moments that are tough
Aren’t particularly tough but they can leave you scarred
Dying alone, dying alive
Get out the forks and get out the knives
Maybe the best we can do is survive
Here comes the nosedive
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9. |
Fermi
04:36
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What’re the odds I’d be alone
On this big wet rock but on my own
What’re the chances I’d be found
Seven billion people for just one to come around
I was raised within the lines
Between the colors and whatever each defines
As the universe expands
And I’m just sitting on my hands
It’s all alien to me
That there’s something we’ll never see
What’s above us
And what still loves us
In this modeled reality
It’s simple tombstone math
The conveyor belt that has us all on the same path
I can put a number on my numbered days
And place a bet I can’t collect on when it pays
Our days end where they begin
Then begin again towards that same end
With enough anxiety to fill a boat
Then worry whether it’s gonna sink or gonna float
It’s all alien to me
That there’s something we’ll never see
What’s above us
And what still loves us
In this modeled reality
It’s all alien to me
That there’s something we’ll always see
What’s above us
And what still loves us
In this modeled reality
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10. |
Frames
03:39
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Every time I’d close my eyes I’d see you, so I’d blink a lot
Every time I’d act surprised you’d waver, and I’d lose the plot
At times I still feel that spark
Electric as an amusement park
Things are grayer than they used to be
But they still fit comfortably
Count your blessings and count up all of mine for me
And maybe it’s been a minute
But baby we’re right back in it
A needle in a haystack of needles
Attractive as magnetic fields
Cashing out emotional yields like it’s some kind of game
We’re just a picture of children
In an adult frame
At times it all moves so fast
We look up, days and weeks have passed
But sometimes the world slows down
And you and I are the only ones around
You were my lottery ticket
My one way out of this sticky wicket
But anything that comes for free
Is worth that much eventually
Clean the Adirondacks we’re expecting company
And maybe it’s been a minute
But baby we’re right back in it
Hammers on the lookout for nails
Knowingly chasing our tails
Picking up the crumbs from our trails all the same
We’re just a picture of children
In an adult frame
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11. |
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I dreamed I found an easy out
For the second time this week
You wished me luck and watched me go
After that we didn’t speak
What happened next I can’t recall
It’s probably best that way
There’s no place I’d rather be
Slowly wasting away
Lying awake most nights and wondering
What’s out there that's meant for me?
Or rest more comfortably
It’s a good life if you allow it to be
For all the unremarkable days
There’s love and light and predictability
And no one’s gonna hear complaints
About tired, casual stability
And I think all the time ‘bout
All the things that I’m ‘bout, no doubt
And the things that might have been
But there are better ways to spend my days than
Digging holes just to fill them in
Lying awake most nights and wondering
What’s out there that's meant for me?
Or rest more comfortably
It’s a good life if you allow it to be
Lying awake most nights and wondering
What’s out there that's meant for me?
Or rest more comfortably
It’s a good life
Spend so much precious time just wondering
What’s still to become of me?
Or sleep more soundly
It’s a good life if you allow it to be
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12. |
C.F.I.C.
03:48
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Honey, I don’t know why I
Still look for trouble where there’s none
And, Honey, I don’t know why I
Act like there’s a chance that I might run
You expect me to know what’s wrong with you
That’s what’s wrong with you
I expect you to ignore what’s wrong with me
That’s what’s wrong with me
Why do you shutter the windows
And board up all the doors
In anticipation of a storm
That’ll never come ashore
We still laugh about the same things
Because we come from the same place
We still feel some of the same ways
But other things have been replaced
One day I’m gonna give up drinkin'
See if I see god
And see if god sees me tryin'
To fix where I’m still flawed
One day I’m gonna give up tryin'
See if I see god
And see if god sees me drinkin'
To fix where I am
One day I’m gonna give up prayin'
See if I see god
And see if god sees me tryin'
To fix where I’m still flawed
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