1. |
Except/I Love You
04:34
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Gave me more than what I felt you ought
Seems that I'm more fragile than I thought
But if I could break every bone it'd hurt less than to think of how you cried
Oh and everyone
Comes undone
Obviously don't see you much these days
Split by hundred miles of state highways
But I would walk them blinded down the center fucking lane to make you smile
Oh and I don't know
Where I went wrong
I'm just scared
That you'll hate this song
Patience was always your strength not mine
Put up with my skittishness and pride
But I promise you I'm trying when you tell me it just needs a bit of time
Never meant to hide
Just didn't wanna sell bad news
Never spoke in lies
But didn't tell whole truths
Except for when I said
That I love you
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2. |
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Never learned to use my words
Just fisticuffs or shutting up
No middle ground
Wouldn't say it's what I'd want
But now I'm back round my old haunts
And I'm closing down the restaurant
Steal another beer
The coffee's cold, it's getting old
That makes two
Summer time, you led me on
In summer air, but summer's gone
And I'm closing down the restaurant
Should have fought the cook
But I have learned I'm only stern
With those I love
Pray for me that I stay calm
And the way I see, the Hudson's wrong
And I'm closing down the restaurant
I'm closing down the restaurant
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3. |
Carry Me Home
04:41
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It was so clear cut
Found it with eyes shut
A world full of holes
Carry me home
Carry me home
Born in the backseat
Raised on the backstreets
Sovereign and torn
My how you've grown
My how you've grown
These days roll by without a passing glance
A story that I know
Just change how the words go
A world so profound
But I'm looking down
I'm looking down
The one way this man cries
By sweet spray of sunrise
Lie on the ground
Eyes soft and brown
Drowning me out
I'm running short on all this second chance
This is such a maze
Blinded best of days
But what have I to show?
Carry me home
It's getting late now
Just sit and wait now
A world so unknown
Carry me
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4. |
West 4th & Granger
02:17
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I
Stepped outside
Empty hearts
Restless minds
Hopped the wall
Your backyard
Melts away
With my mistakes
There we are
In the streets
Lined with white
Snow, frozen hands, diner lights
Left
The corner store
Paper bags
Filled with cans
Oh west 4th
Your streets sung
I can breathe
With such ease
We’d walk drunk
Through the streets
All night long
With no signs of sleep
Until dawn
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5. |
Keepsake
06:41
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Felt it stop
Had to turn away
And I forgot
What did I just say?
We built this house
Paint the walls with scuffs
These empty rooms
Would have been good enough
And you know to
Take me at my word
You know I
Say some absurd things too
I’d lie for fun cause you know my tell
I'm just hanging on in this town
Chasing my tail I'm gaining ground
Had I known that's goodbye I’d spend the night
But I have not
Forethought
These days are lost
They’re all blown on me
Won't write you off
So just please don't leave
But I know
It won’t come to that
I know
That you’ve got my back this time
You’d lie and laugh when you see my face
I don't wanna die in this town
Chasing my tail I'm gaining ground
Oh and what I would give to hold you close
It’s a keepsake
Jailbreak
I miss the way you’d sing loud
As you start your day at ungodly hours
But I’d forego all my sleep and sing with you
I won’t lie down
Cause I found
My heart
In your town
I miss
My home now
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6. |
7 etc.
05:51
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I loved the way each season you wore as its own
It hit me so hard
The freest I felt was my first step outside walking home
alone in the dark
The lights in the windows were smiling at me
My shoulders let up and lay down in the street
Don’t feel like that these days
I won’t go round getting my hopes up again
I won’t go round falling in love again
I won’t go round getting my hopes up again
I won’t go round falling--
I want to ride my bike recklessly down the hill there
To know I’m alright
Don’t care if cars hit me, I just miss the wind in my hair
In the late evening light
You made my nervous, let’s call it a crush
But god knows I got far too anxious too much
Remember, they’re just like you
I won’t go round getting my hopes up again
I won’t go round falling in love again
I won’t go round getting my hopes up again
I won’t go round falling--
Seven etcetera
I miss your mark on my hand
Living off fake IDs, diners, and half dollar cans
Gather your memories that’s all that we’ll let you take
All of our songs, your rights, my wrongs, your frozen lake
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Aaron Rothko New York, New York
bad boy bard
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