1. |
Bad Words
04:52
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With bad words
I aim to deter you
From getting too close to
The lines in my face
bitter, empty, and broken
Better be joking
I’m not I’m afraid
And it’s not my place
To criticize them but I have nothing else to say
Hiding
Too much under my skin
And if I’m not guarded
I surely will break
Shaking
So cold my bones jangle
I just cannot handle
This much on my plate
No I’m not okay
It’s much too late, but I can’t help but lie awake
Claiming
You’re lucky to have me
If only my body, if only I had a brain
Fumble, fervently fondle
I slowly unravel
And curl out of place
And to your dismay
You’ll find it’s not worth the weighty price you have to pay
(worth the wait)
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2. |
Pretty Dirty Habits
03:41
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She lifts up her dress and he just
Lights up a cigarette
My my, what a pretty mouth you have
It’s a pretty dirty habit this I must admit
It’s much easier to cope with something touching my lips
And the warmth that it brings to my fingertips
Makes it easier for me to
Be alone like this
Oh I’m right here, she say, with a heaving in her breast
Oh I’m right here, she says, with a longing he could never detect
It’s a strange way to live
Either cooped up in your bed
Or perched up on, upon the fence
Between what’s real and what is just up in your head
And the booze on your breath
Now it only suggests
You’re feeling blue again
For no reason other than it’s what you do,
She says, unwilling now to pretend that she’s in love
Even though she knows she still is
It’s a pretty messed up habit giving everything you have
To just one man, one man you know, who can never give it back
Oh I’m right here, she says, with a heaving in her breast
Oh I’m right here, she says, with a longing he would never understand
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3. |
Easy Out
04:01
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You’re sweet but insincere
It’s been a week but it feels like years
This is all that we have
And it’s funny but sad
You singing along in my ear
Wake up fall down
Start hanging around
With the wrong crowd
Won’t mama be proud?
Your good days have gone bad
your dear lady she’s gone mad
But you can’t find an easy way out
Oh sun, it’s fine, go home
It’s late besides I like to be alone
I believe what they say
About the prices you pay
Keeping secrets in your pockets burns a hole
Get out of this town
Forget him just drown, drown, drown
You’re so light, you black out
Your daddy had no doubts
That your good days would turn bad
You’d leave him and come right back
You can’t find an easy way, you can’t find an easy way,
You can’t find an easy way out
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4. |
In My Head
03:36
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Quietly resent me
As I quietly go mad
Don’t act like you understand old man
Why I make the same mistakes
Over and over again
Why the real always seems fake and why my
Dreams are the only things that make sense
Stormy weather in my head
Even when my man is near
Stormy weather in my head
Though the forecast says it’s clear
For no matter what you say, it’s the opposite I hear
Oh it’s best we just keep quiet now my dear
Quietly resent me
I understand completely
We’ve been through this song and dance before
While quietly darling Billie’s songs they play on repeat
And her voice it seeps deep down into my pores
Stormy weather in my head
Though my man, I love him so
Stormy weather just pretend
That I’m fine he’ll never know
‘Cause I am, and he gets it
Don’t know why, just accept it
Just be quiet, and let Billie sing the blues
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5. |
Mr. Golden Sun
03:58
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On the sun I rely nearly all of my might
And the moon, like the wolf for a shoulder to cry
And when it rains my eyes just roll and I walk around in socks
until I’m pushed out the door by the hands of the clock
These meager hours and this measly wage
I don't know what’s worse, going to work or growing insane
As it stands I could go either way
So I’ll just hope that tomorrow makes more sense than today
Now my hands they grow tired with each passing chord
Yet they all sound the same even the strings look bored
It’s a choice I have made to go down strumming
But these half-ass attempts only amount to nothing
Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun
Won't you please shine down on me?
Should I crawl out of bed before my hip bones bruise?
Should I comb my hair, or cut it loose?
Should I stumble to the store to stare at milk substitutes?
Or simply smoke my last meal here on this stoop?
Should the sun decide to shine well I guess I will too,
Should he not, then I’ma hide until he do
Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun
Won’t you please shine down on, please shine down on me?
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6. |
Good Mourning
03:36
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I throw money at my problems
I throw whiskey down my throat
They say smoke ‘em if you got ‘em
And if he burns you, let him go
It’s an awkward conversation
Oh but how else will we know?
In this awful situation
I can't help but feel alone
Good morning, mourning after
Good morning, mourning sigh
Good morning, mourning sickness
Good morning. Goodbye.
Honestly I’d be surprised
If we survived until the spring
Darling I don’t wanna die
Don’t wanna die, a diamond ring
Good morning, mourning after
Good morning, mourning sigh
Good morning, mourning sickness
Good morning. Goodbye.
I throw money at my problems
I throw whiskey down my throat
They say smoke ‘em if you got ‘em
And if he burns you, let him go
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7. |
Little Old Me
03:46
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My mother’s the epitome
Of everything that I should be
She gave me more than she could ever give
My father gave me plenty too
Neurosis, what else could he do?
My brother, well my brother plays the blues
Oh but where does that leave,
Little old me?
Oh me
Oh my
The creature that I call myself
An opus played my ne’er do wells
A monster no one else can seem to see
Alive but trying to forget
And dying for a cigarette
In bed for days, and days, and years on end
Oh but where does that get,
Little old me?
Oh me
Oh my
My memory is gone
And I can’t see
An inch or two in front of me
So what’s the point in opening my eyes?
My mother’s the epitome
Of everything that I should be
So what went wrong?
Oh what? And when? And why?
Tell me, what is to come of
Little old me?
Oh me
Oh my
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8. |
The Things I Do
02:47
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My future looms
In a fog perfume
What will I be like in a year or two if
I keep this up? Well I can’t even tell you,
Why I do the things I do
Eat some red meat
You peaked bird
You can’t feel your feet and your eyes are all a-blur
Your case is weak and your excuse is just absurd
Oh why you do the things you do
I always chose the shortest straw
Choir always singing “Que sera sera”
Got nothing doing but embracing every flaw
Oh god, the things I do
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9. |
Island Girl
03:38
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My great grandfather was a seven foot Spaniard
Stole the heart of a four foot nine island girl
My mother she worked yes she slaved in the factories
To make the ends meet, there she met a young city boy
Then I was born as pale, and small as a wildwood flower
Held me in their arms, sang “darling I’m on fire”
I left a good man practically at the altar
Determined I was destined to be with another
Sometimes I’m afraid, who’s to say it won't happen again?
Now I’m old, but have I grown? Well, heaven’s no
Hold me in those arms and don’t you let me go
Some say love
it’s like a gun to your head
Now I don’t disagree
still I meant what I said
My great grandfather was a seven foot Spaniard
Stole the heart of a four foot nine island, island girl
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10. |
Let You Down
04:35
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I don't want to let you down
I don't want to let you down
So you stay on your side of town
And I’ll stay far away for now
Eyes are glaring at the ground
And I can barely make a sound
It’s not that I don’t know how,
I just can’t when you’re around
Second guessing every word
This whole thing feels so absurd
I pretend I’m self-assured so we don't have any doubts
I don’t want to let him down, I don’t want to let you down
You’re the best I’ve ever found
Words I’ll never say out loud
So I just keep ‘em in my mouth
‘Cause I don’t want to let you down
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11. |
Trouble With Men
04:11
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Fast asleep
Barely seventeen
On a former friend's
Little sister's floral sheets
Unaware
Of what was happening
Did he even care? No.
I came to.
Say it isn't true
Lost it all in one fell swoop
Trouble with men
we all know where it stems
We all try our best to move past the trouble we've been in
I could try to make you understand
I will live my life despite the trouble cause I can
As the woman that I am
Minus five
forty minute drive
I can't find the floor I just lay frozen there in time
So ashamed
Replay it in my mind
Am I the one to blame? No.
The trouble with men
we all know where it stems
We all try our best to move past the trouble we've been in
I could try to make you understand
I will live my life despite the trouble cause I can
As the woman that I am
The woman that I am
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12. |
Prochoice
03:50
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If I had no choice
I would make the necessary sacrifices I guess
I would try my best
If I had no choice
I would take the temporary leave of absence I guess
lay my dreams to rest
if I had no choice
but I do
and I
just want to be alone with you
I want to be alone with you
I want to be alone with you
I want to be alone with you
If I had my way I would be your only baby for eternity
and we would never change
If I had my way
we would always feel the same I would do anything
to avoid the pain
If I had my way
but for now I,
I want to be alone with you
I want to be alone with you
I want to be alone with you
I want to be alone
If I had no choice I would scream until my body was my own again
in my own defense and
if I lost my voice, I would march up to the moon and back to earth again
until they understand
If I had no choice
And if I had a boy
I would swaddle him in blankets
I would drive to hockey practice
I would try not to be selfish
I would try not to be selfish,
but I could never love him
more than you
I want to be alone with you
I want to be alone with you
I want to be alone with you
I want to be alone
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13. |
5, 10, 15
04:04
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10 years since I fled oppression
disguised as a haven of love
5 years since I made the decision
that I would be more than enough
15 years unsure of my value
as hard as I tried to believe
10 years searching for the answer
5 years digging deeper for truth
10 years since I’ve seen my own blood
rush from wounds caused by my own hands
5 years since I’ve known deprivation
perfecting the balancing act
15 years at war with my body
transfixed by each tiny molecule
10 years of compiled anxious moments
5 years to unlearn all the rules
I made
with my starving brain
designed to take me away
from reality
Five ten fifteen time
tends to erase pathways drawn in our minds
Be patient now for there are no straight lines
but you’ll make it out
of the maze alive
you will
make it out
you will
make it out
if it takes five years…
it could take ten…
You will make it out
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14. |
Side x Side
03:46
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Your favorite band is playing
a big reunion show
and I would love to take you
but you would never go
You’ve been on my mind again
I’ve been feeling low
and I would love to tell you
but you will never know
and it’s hard the way they raised us
they never loved themselves
and it’s hard to bare the weight without
getting overwhelmed I know we get down
we lose our minds
it’s no one’s fault
it happens all the time
so what we get down
we just have to fight
we just need to talk
for once just try
I know we get down
I know what it’s like
we lived through it all
side by side
When we were young we made a promise
take care of me, and I’ll take care of you
be careful don't upset the balance
And act as though I have nothing to lose
I know we get down
we lose our minds
it’s no one’s fault
it happens all the time
so what we get down
we just have to fight
we just need to talk
for once just try
I know we get down
I know what it’s like
we lived through it all
side by side
Side by side
Side by side
Side by side
Side by side
you and I
know what it’s like
you and I know what it’s like.
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Son Canciones Barcelona, Spain
Quiet songs for restless souls since 2014.
Son Canciones is an independent record label from Barcelona.
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