1. |
(intro)
01:21
|
|||
2. |
Beach House
02:15
|
|||
|
I’m so glad I’m back in town
I got four more months to work this out
I got no more troubles to bring me down
At least not for now
Cuz I made my way outside the place that was holdin’ me back
Cuz it seemed out there I’d never find the things that I lack
But all my friends seem so content,
At least they’re happy
c h o r u s
And I’m trying to be a pious man
And I’m trying to try the best I can
But I’m far too busy to fix myself today
And who’s to say? In a couple years I’ll have a wife and a kid
Maybe then I’ll have some sense what certainty is
And all my dreams will have come true
And I’ll be happy
c h o r u s
So I’ll settle in and I’ll grab some friends and we’ll sit by the sea
And one of those girls will have no clue what she’s doing to me
And we’ll be glad we’re all back home and we’ll be happy
And we’ll be happy
…And I’ll be happy
|
||||
3. |
Bob Dylan's Guitar
03:31
|
|||
|
There's some gossipin' girls
Talkin' 'bout boys
Who play football at midnight on college campuses
After having
One too many
Cheap beers
And there's a lonely gymnasium
Which once held
The triumphs of heroes past
A dumpster of peers
Holding dead trees
That form the bible pages
Of outdated sermons
c h o r u s
And if everything has their purpose
That's a lie…
And if everything has their purpose
What's mine…?
What
Is
Mine?
I always wanted to be in the big leagues
Be an outfielder or a crafty lefty
Maybe this dream would have come true
If I had Josh Beckett's curveball
Or maybe be a famous folk singer
Who everyone would look to for disposable wisdom
But I always had trouble with the melody
Or flinging the right words at you
Maybe this dream would have come true
If I had Bob Dylan's guitar
If I had Bob Dylan's guitar, guitar
If I had Bob Dylan’s guitar
c h o r u s
|
||||
4. |
||||
|
I’ll be damned if I let this happen again
You’re the last thing that I need to escape the place I’m in
I’ve known a couple of girls a lot like you
Across the ocean, I guess my love rings true
c h o r u s
Take my heart and
Fly it home with
You and my sense of pride
Can’t sleep thinkin’ about who’s in your room
But I don’t know what I expect myself to do
And yes, it’s nonsense to think of you this way
But I need you by my side, dear, everyday
c h o r u s
I swear that I’ll be damned if I let this happen again
All I need right now is to be your friend
I know this sounds presumptuous and trite
But I can’t let you be my girl tonight
c h o r u s
Leave my heart, please
Let me keep this
Shred of a stable mind
|
||||
5. |
Pyre
03:58
|
|||
|
I watched the procession
As it glided past
And I thought, “Why aren’t I thinking
‘I’m here at last’?”
Too many expectations
Have clouded my mind
I wish that I’d had you here
The whole time
c h o r u s
Throw me on the pyre
All the heat can take me higher
It’s been too long that I’ve been down
Push me in the fire
I need a spark to stay inspired
I know there must be one around
Now I might’ve told you
The things I feel
But I couldn’t tell if to you
I had the same appeal
But now that we’re walking
Through these alleyways
I hope that there might be something more within your gaze
c h o r u s
Now that the blaze is through
And our ashes remain
The ocean breeze will carry us so far away
Who will remember
What we did here?
I’m afraid only the water will, my dear
|
||||
6. |
||||
7. |
Me and the Wolf
03:22
|
|||
|
This earthen home is oh so cold
I was left here long ago
My wolf, he watches from the sea
How bittersweet when he visits me
I wish his arms would come again
To wrap around this weary head
You make me sick when you are gone,
But I can’t have you here for long
He takes our child back to the woods
They’ll keep him there
c h o r u s
Cuz he is not like us!
He is not like us
He is not like us
He is not like us
I sat weeping in the rain
A brave man came to ease my pain
He brought me peace, yet I felt hate
I fear his comfort comes too late
He’s never here, this wolf of mine
This island swallows me alive…
c h o r u s
Do you hear me now??
My wolf is on the prowl
Do you feel ashamed?
You failed when he came
Cuz you are not like us!
You are not like us
You are not like us!
You are not like us
Our story never ends because
Our song together never was
|
||||
8. |
Dublin
03:06
|
|||
|
I thought of you last night, out of the blue
It’s strange, it’s been so long since I last spoke to you
Even my friends agree, they say there was something about you
If we were any closer, it’d be hard to live without you
c h o r u s
It’s a shame it’ll never happen
It’s a shame that you had to move
You can stay with your man in Dublin
And we’ll stay here pining over you
Somebody told me you were just fine
But somebody else said that was a lie
What does it matter? We never spoke
There are things about you I’ll never know
Like what do you think as you’re falling asleep?
And did you ever feel the same about me?
I’m hoping you’ll answer, though I know you won’t:
But what does he have that I simply don’t?
c h o r u s x 3
I accept it’ll never happen
I just wish you didn’t have to move
I’d be on the next plane to Dublin
If I had the slightest chance with you
|
||||
9. |
Angsty Sandwiches
02:41
|
|||
|
Look out the window in unison
What a lovely picture, let’s share it with all our friends
Oh the irony is delicious
I can’t wait for them to see this
Get me out of here
This doesn’t fix things
I just need some time to myself
Get too high and then fall asleep
While I’m falling for the girl at the table sitting next to me
It’s even in the way she writes her name
I’ve got trouble coming for me if I stay the same
Get me out of here
This doesn’t fix things
I just need some time to myself
I like all of you
I hope you like me too
But I just need some time to myself
I just need some time to myself
I just need some time to myself
I just need some time to myself
I just need some time…
|
||||
10. |
No More Songs
03:25
|
|||
|
I don’t wanna write no more songs, I just wanna live
I don’t wanna keep singin’ ‘bout the things that I once did
The future’s looking brighter every day
But these songs won’t let the past slip away
If I send another message, would you please ignore my words?
I don’t wanna keep singin’ ‘bout the things that you have heard
There are others whose arms I could fall into
But these songs won’t let me let go of you
If I talk to you again about the girl I barely know
Would you please make sure I go and tell her so?
I’m tired of singing ‘bout the ones that got away
The ones I never had in the first place
If I have a bad day, make sure I see it through
And I don’t sit writing on the things I didn’t do
I don’t wanna keep singing ‘bout the chances that I missed
No I don’t wanna write no more songs,
I just wanna live
|
||||
11. |
||||
|
Tis bitter the wind tonight
Standing on the dock in the soft moonlight
Something tells me you won’t stay
But I don’t mind
I’ll just wait here by your side
Standing on the dock tryin’a catch your eye
Something tells me we’ll be fine
Just give it time
And it seems to me
If this is
Meant to be
Then I should be much more worried than I am
Tis lovely the sea tonight
Reflecting all our dreams that refuse to die
And I wonder if those dreams of yours
Are the same as mine
Well I hope that they all come true
Even if I’m not there to see them through
Though I admit I would much prefer
Sharing them with you
And it seems to me
If this is
Meant to be
Then I should be much more worried than I am
|
||||
the font club Providence, Rhode Island
est. 2013, providence, ri.
dedicated to the discussion, analysis, and production of fine typefaces.
the font club recommends:
god damn wonderland
by littleboybigheadonbike
the club's closest confidant.
go to album
the club's charismatic compatriots.
go to album
the club's choice composer.
go to albumIf you like the font club, you may also like:
I Will Be the Sun for You
by Sally Dige
The brilliant Sally Dige returns with this sweeping new single that is grand in scope and centered on a radiant chorus.
go to album
Better Lives
by Feral Conservatives
Feral Conservatives specialize in elegantly ornamented guitar pop, centered around Rashie Rosenfarb’s emotive vocals.
go to album
Gently Among the Coals
by Threefifty
The Brooklyn duo bring a host of influences—everything from classical to folk to bluegrass—to their churning post-rock.
go to album
