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Almost There
04:44
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That was the April we were barely talking
and the house felt so cold even when the sun came shining
We had friends for brunch, listened to a lot of records
and everything should've been fine but there was a big hole where the happiness would've fit in
And I spent a lot of time in my car listening to Bruce Springsteen's Tunnel of Love from 1987 on a cassette tape
Driving up and down 494 doing this doing that sometimes getting paid
But mostly i was on my own
Listening to Walk Like a Man
Trying to overlook the production values and get to the heart of things
Walk like a man
I mean it wasn't like we had no chance
We were almost there
Sometimes we were pretty good in fact
We were almost, almost there
I had a blank head, a fragile heart
I had no place being anywhere, I felt like a spider stuck in its own web
And even when it was good, it was a blur of good, quicker than mercury
And we'd crash out exhausted after we finally got the kids down to bed
And it's nothing like the old times, it's a different version of happiness than I ever expected, but I love it, I really do
But I miss getting in arguments about which version of Hallelujah was the best
Leonard Cohen's, or Jeff Buckley's, or John Cale's
Oh, I hardly remember how to have an opinion about something like that
Oh, just want to get back to the simpler times, listening to songs, cruising around
I mean it wasn't like we had no chance
We were almost there
Sometimes we were pretty good in fact
We were almost, almost there
Almost there
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2. |
Good Noise
04:30
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There was a long call
Like a triangle hit with a bone saw
We came running and we both sought one another's flesh and blood
Our gums were aching
They'd had us cut it with some pain meds
We decided that we hated it
and we hit the open road
And when you touch me it's electric still
I get that moonbeam iridescent chill
that cuts right through me, like I've never been alive
And if you kiss me, I receive the key to central mysteries
That have eluded priests, scholars and mystics
Since the very dawn of time
We went out dancing, and we set up shop outside the treeline
We had to contend with all the monsters
and the hairy ghost of time
And if you thrill me, it's like a callback to the ones that built me
and I could not think that it was owed me
what I lost in being born
I had no conscience, I was nothing but a pile of motions
A few tightly controlled eruptions, some instructions and a cord
We made the best boys in the whole wide world
And that's not nothing, you could hold the rest of what I've done
That's worthwhile in the head of a pin
We make some good noise, it's not a symphony
But it's a real nice type of sound to me
I wouldn't trade it for the whole oeuvre of Beethoven
The light's fantastic
and the sky smiles down bright and sarcastic
and it makes me think of taking drastic
measures to prove you my love
There was some kindness that I could have shown
Some special congress that we could have held
To keep the pot warm while we were away
It's just like the moon's reach
It would leave me stranded out on Moon Beach
So I swallow grit and try to sing
Like a mourning dove
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3. |
I Will Not Go
06:25
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yeah maybe there will come a time when all truth will be told
maybe there will come a time when we will not lose hold
staring down at the canyon so dark and so deep and so cragged
i couldn't see anything but my own face looking back
like reflections in the wading pool one layered upon onea
feels like a vague pronouncement, but we are not done
we are not done
we found one another, two vagabonds meeting on shore
and it was heaven on heaven on heaven, but we dreamed of more
our love was ferocious, in danger of goring itself
we hang on like rodeo champions bruised and seeking help
we're needed for dirt, they need pretty roses to grow
but i will not go, i won't go, i won't go, i won't go
the sky is so big i can hardly believe it stays up
the trees point their fingers at it saying enough is enough
the window won't close and there's a good bit of rain getting in
the spiders are taking refuge in the rafters again
i write checks to myself that i'll never be able to cash
i go swinging up soft like a big child, and that's all i can
i feel old as a newborn, as wise as a pile of dried leaves
i've walked back just about everything that i've ever believed
it isn't yet winter, though it feels about twenty below
but oh i won't go i won't go, i will not go
the ratings are way down, it's high time they canceled the show
but i won't go, i won't go, no i won't go
I'm notched in the bowstring, I fly this broken arrow
but i won't go, i won't go, no i won't go
they put pennies on my eyes, set me into the river's dark flow
i will not go i won't go, no i will not go
won't go i won't go i won't go no i will not go
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I woke up to the dying of a party
Outside my room at the Holiday Inn
Had an ellipses instead of a brain
Almost like I was back drinking
Felt like I'd been the one drinking
There was a sweetness in the sunrise
That could have sent me time traveling
That house was tinier than a mousetrap
The cold hemmed us in, the heat hemmed us in
And when the sun came filtering through the treetops
It was like the tawny arms of god descending
There was a whispered incantation
And a sound like a low moaning
Sound like a low moaning
We didn't believe in ill omens
We hardly believed in anything
It was a simpler time I guess,
In that way
I can still feel where I stubbed my toe on the corner
of the kids' play table again
The world fell away and I was on my back
Feeling that hotel room carpeting
Almost started crying
Because I miss them with all my heart
and these possessions are all I have left
Memories fading into morning
The squirrels jumping from branch to branch
Reminds me of that funny thing you said
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5. |
Keep It Together
06:49
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keep it together
don't fall apart
keep it together
no matter how hard
when the world's made of lead
when it's murder just to crack a smile
keep it together
that's all
for a while
oh yeah
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