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You Fall
04:05
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there’s no trampoline
parachute
safety net
hot air balloon
bungie cord
swimming pool
faded gym mats man
inflatable castle
no heathcliff float
no rescue boat
no braided rope swing
no safety ladder
no flight simulator
no elevator, no
no elbow pads -
and no knee pads
no pegs no grips - no pillow
no clumped together sand - no solid land
no invisible disguise
nowhere left to hide
there is nothing
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The Hopeful
04:03
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the ferris wheel looks like a bronze plate
people on the pier form a parade
the boardwalk’s a cabaret
a menagerie of the barefoot the guilty the lucky
the hopeful, the unafraid
we couldn’t get it out of our heads until the morning
that song that we just kept on singing
and i wasn’t even wasted but i felt like i was drinking
we couldn’t seem to shake that song
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rode my bike home after dawn
the sunrise felt abrasive
like after a dance when they turn the gym lights on
under bridges over cracks
hard to keep pedaling when all i want to do
is pedal back
we drove east out to see
on a life guard chair in a borrowed jacket
and the moon like a swollen tangerine
six months ago almost to the day
it was weird to think how much was different
and how much was exactly the same
on the trip back i remember saying to myself
"our town looks cute," and then instantly thinking
this will never be our town
fell asleep at six a.m.
it felt like twenty hours but when i woke up
it was only ten
wish i slept into the past
maybe wind your watches backwards, honey
our timing's off and i feel like i lost it now
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Back to Boston
02:21
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back to boston this morning
back to new england and a truer autumn than this
i want it brisk and cold
i want to know i am home
in the sweet arms of the northeast
and the sweet arms of my friends
who find me alive, and in love with it all
so back to boston this afternoon
driving these roads i know so well
driving slow along the pike and
driving slow the way to arlington
back to boston at night
back to boston it’s alright, it’s just OK
back to boston right now, it’s OK
and it’s perfect this way
back to boston this morning
back to new england and a truer autumn than this
i want it brisk and cold
i wanna know i’m home
in the sweet arms of the northeast
and the sweet arms of my friends
who find me alive, and in love with it all
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5. |
The Post Office
04:49
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when we met at the post office
my friends were still at the bar
and i felt a little guilty
walking right past their parked car
see i hadn't gone to bed
which is where i said i'd be
but i had to see you, i think
we both needed to see what would happen
sitting on a bench
outside that locked up pharmacy
we were listening to flags clack against flag poles
so cold my teeth were chattering
i found it hard to look at your face
and it killed me how our knees kept touching
if we can't have it all
can't we at least have something
'cause the feeling last summer
was confusing as hell
windows and doors and carpeted floors
some nights it was hard to tell
where the day would begin
and the evening would end
so we'd stay up all afternoon
so we could feel it all again
with the best kind of insomnia
we felt everything, we felt alive
how the tree branches reached in your room
how we sat so still like stills from goodnight moon
your arms heavy and weighted like an orthodontist's x-ray apron
you told me to stay, and i remained
and something like a promise was made
something like a promise, summer
i will wait for you and i always will
so we walked home in silence
and stood in front of your car
you got in and rolled the windows down
turned the radio on
and me i started driving, last one on the road
and i said where we going, and you said just go
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