1. |
My Best Friend
04:16
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So now I’m left just standing here with nothing but my name, again
Been through this before
And it always feels the same
Maybe this will someday be my only claim to fame?
Things change and sometimes have to end
And what you get you gotten
This song is dedicated to my best friend,
Whose name I’ve since forgotten..
I took a sad song today, tried to make it better
But things don't always work that way
I heard some sad talk today, that winter's here to stay
And there's no more month called May
Things change and sometimes have to end
And what you'll get you've gotten
This song is dedicated to my best friend,
Whose name I’ve since forgotten..
Learned a few new games I never thought I'd have to play
Thought my time of leisure was here to stay
Ignorance is bliss, I'm told --- that's probably so
Maybe I'll never be happy
Things change and sometimes have to end
And what you get you gotten
This song is dedicated to my best friend,
Whose name I’ve since forgotten..
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2. |
I'm Going to Hell
03:15
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I think I'm going to hell
I didn't plan to
My intentions were good
My attention, not so much
I'm going to hell
My road is paved
With all the things I said I'd do
But never got around to
Haven't seen an off-ramp for most of 40 years.
I never sold my soul, as near as I recall
But I'm assured there are many paths to hell
I know I've declared some things
That then never happened
Haven't seen an off-ramp for most of 40 years
There was so much I intended
That just never came to pass
When logic and reason failed me
The devil, himself, stood ready to lend a hand
I'm going to hell
My road is paved
With all the things I said I'd do
But never got around to
Haven't seen an off-ramp for most of 40 years.
There was so much I intended
That just never came to pass
And when I felt myself faltering
The devil, himself, stood ready to lend a hand
And now I'm going to hell...
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3. |
Uphill Climb
03:25
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I've seen the end of time, baby
I know that every crime ends with me
And if you've seen the same, maybe
Then you can put the blame right on me
Eyes have seen you
Hands have touched you
Hoping to meet you
In another place
In another time
In another way
It's an uphill climb
I've seen the prophecies baby
I've seen a million eyes cry for me
All my words are whispered nothings
Listen close and you will come to see...
Hearts can't reach you
Hopes won't keep you
We're so small then
In another place
In another time
In another way
It's an uphill climb
I've seen the end of time, baby
I know that every crime ends with me
All my words are whispered nothings
Listen close and you will come to see...
Laughing and gladness
Crying and sadness
No one can know that
In another place
In another time
In another way
It's an uphill climb
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4. |
Picturesque Decay
03:45
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Oh, disorder - picturesque decay
I'm sick on a Sunday morning
I been shaking all over all day
And it's a seasick Sunday morning for the boy
Locked myself inside so they couldn't break down the door
It's such a mad day, I can't take it anymore
Knock it all down, shoot it all up, blow it all away
Shaken & battered in a new sort of way
My lunacy's labor lost in the fray
And now I'm frightened and there's no relief to come
I'm living the kind of stuff that nightmares are made of
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5. |
Time
03:14
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Time is for memories
One way to realize it's moving past
Those who don't respect it
Just fritter it away
Like sand running through the glass
We mark time with videos and photographs
And smells and sounds and visions of the past
That we've experienced
in some way once before
Time is often measured
by the things we most remember
I'm not waiting anymore
I've had so much time
And now there's none to waste
The passage of time is invisible to most
One moment to the next, and then it's gone
Life sometimes turns on the smallest of decisions
Time is often measured by the things we've left behind
We know time by the things we most remember
And sometimes those things we'd rather forget
Life often changes in quite ordinary ways
Makes it easy to forget
I'm not waiting anymore
I've had so much time
And now there's none to waste
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6. |
She's Going Away
02:56
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Silver-toed slippers dance under the moon
Satin draped maiden, soon ready to swoon
Gay Blades are laughing so frightfully loud
And despite all the weather there was still quite a crowd
And it's a grey day today
I couldn't beg her to stay
(she's going away)
That's such a sad thing to say...
So slightly politely and quite indiscreet
The time is quite likely for two faces to meet
Silver-toed slippers danced under the moon
And satin draped bodies dance quite out of tune...
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7. |
Where do You Go?
04:21
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Where do you go when the party’s over?
Who will you be when the curtain falls?
Common sense was hot on your tail
But so far you've been faster, after all
Living in a storybook that has no end
Because the story's ever-changing
Different than a late-night western
Riding from the sunset, alone
I hope I'm wrong (it wouldn't be the first time)
I hope I'm strong (my strength sometimes deserts me)
I hope that I still care
I didn’t think you'’d walk away without a word
I didn’t think you’d believe all the stories you heard
Cowering in fear of things you'll never understand
It's not an orderly plan
Where do you go when the sky has fallen
All the stars blink out, and the moon hides its face
The sun’s retreated to a safer place
Darkness is the color of every night and day
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8. |
Need to Be
03:53
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I'm not terribly observant
of Birthdays and the like
Holidays can come and go and the only way I know
is the decorations changing in the stores
my needs are simple these days - I don't need much
I just want to be --- I don't need to be much
I just want to be enough to keep dark shadows away
I tell myself some things, sometimes
But then I tend not to believe them
I don't ask for much these days
And I don't need much --- I just need to be
my needs are simple these days - I don't need much
I just want to be --- I don't need to be much
I just want to be enough to keep dark shadows away
I don’t want to be famous
But I would like to be seen
I would like to be heard
Maybe you can lend an ear --- maybe you’ll like what you hear?
my needs are simple these days - I don't need much
I just want to be --- I don't need to be much
I just want to be enough to keep dark shadows away
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9. |
Falling Apart
04:00
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I'm falling apart, an organ at a time
Disintegration is my ceiling and my floor
And who's to say what waits for me
On the other side of that door?
I've never known
When it's time to go
People try to tell me
But I don't think they know
nicknames and obliquities, never saying what I mean
There's no such thing as emergency
No one ever finds
cat skeletons in a tree
People try to tell me
But I don't think they know
It doesn't matter now
There's nothing left to know
I'm falling apart
But I'm trying to take my time
Hoping for a slow dissolve
til there's nothing left to find
Never want to feed that den of monsters
And where they live and grow
Not one to repeat dark fables
or tell stories on people I barely know
I've never known
When it's time to go
People try to tell me
But I don't think they know
I'm falling apart
But I'm trying to take my time
Hoping for a slow dissolve
til there's nothing left to find
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