1. |
On Heights
03:51
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I've been saying for a while
if love and greed would only rhyme
I'd be set to write a song or two
If I were worth my wait in time
Or fell into the bottom line
that'd probably help me bank another few
But as it is, I'm feeling tough
My passions, they don't help me much
if I could shine my vision on the land
you'd know my corners pretty rough
but I've softened the important stuff
the gentle side-effect you've always had
But someday we'll be taught in textbooks
And make our way across the molding
Minds of everyone alive
But we still rely on heights
I climbed that old tree in the yard
in its roots I kept my heart
so it might grow, and I could reach new heights
I never did quite reach the top
the furthest branch couldn't keep me up
though I was brave, I wasn't meant for flight
I asked my dad if that tree would die
and I can't forget his one reply:
"son, you'll be dead and gone before it falls"
but now I stand on what remains the
embers not unlike a grave and
wonder if I'll ever feel that tall
But someday we'll be taught in textbooks
And make our way across the molding
Minds of everyone alive
But we still rely on heights
But someday we'll be taught in textbooks
And make our way across the molding
Minds of everyone alive
But we still rely on heights
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2. |
Make Me
04:13
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You're as a light to a bug every time you shut me up
you'd think once would be enough but I learn slow so once more from the top
I'll never pause, stop, or waiver from the cause
sometimes recognizing flaws don't mean the path is gone or bullet's dodged
So make me, make me
stutter like the way we
bounced back and forth and I'm so sick of waiting
for what could be, or might be,
so here's to what the night brings
I hope it's you closer to me
I'll tuck and roll that's my last option I suppose
hit the pavement, hit the road
yeah there's a difference, I've been told
One step was all it took to make me want to fall
sometimes even proper walls can't keep out tides that rise
when you're involved
So make me, make me
stutter like the way we
bounced back and forth and I'm so sick of waiting
for what could be, or might be,
so here's to what the night brings
I hope it's you closer to me
I'll be the push and the shove
you're tired of tip-toeing love join the club
you don't care or die first, that's no way to love
So make me, make me
stutter like the way we
bounced back and forth and I'm so sick of waiting
for what could be, or might be,
so here's to what the night brings
I hope... I hope
you'll make me, make me
stutter like the way we
bounced back and forth and I'm so sick of waiting
for what could be, or might be,
so here's to what the night brings
I hope it's you closer to me
Like this, like this
tell me that you're timeless
make me believe if I search I won't find this
Make me, make me
I like where you've been lately
because its closer to me
because its closer to me
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3. |
When I Am
03:56
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ou make me want to write
'cause all the greatest authors
never lived to know the sight of
You, barefoot in the grass
you'd take my hand and make me dance
if you promised not to laugh at
Me, or think that I'm a fool
for shooting for the stars when
I am running out of fuel
I just hope that you are there
When I am
You make me want to sing
you're the motivation for a
thousand broken strings and scribbled words
That I'd run to show you first
your belief in my potential laid foundation
for my worth, and I
hold strong another day
but structures seem to crumble when
I'm losing all my faith
I just hope that you are there
When I am
When I am
I just hope that you are there
When I am
I heard that words are wind
I wish they were, so I could hear
your final ones again
And every breeze would bring you back
and now could feel like then
You make me want to live
to see the world and love and cry
in ways you never did and
you were the moon to every tide
and I feel you pull me forward to
the day we reunite
which you know breaks my heart
will not be soon
but I'll have so many stories when I'm
ready to come too
I just hope that you are there
When I am
I just hope that you are there...
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4. |
Swallowing Gum
04:27
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It hit me soft enough I didn't stop
or plan to change my course
when all I needed was a little shove
to help me out the door
oh mine's a hopeless home that never seems
to let me know
I've shuttered out the view
But that's what we need sunlight for
to creep below the cracks and to
remind me there's a window,
and that window has a latch
but I'm holding up a stone so please step back
because this rock is coming through
And I'm swallowing gum,
lodged in my throat
Spit out my words or damnit I'll choke
I'm swallowing Gum
(x2)
So maybe I will move away and
load up all my things so I can
drive along the coast and see
what rainy weather brings
If you told me it would dry out all my papers
maybe I wouldn't have gone
But that thats thing about me
you just have to understand
I'm still sure as hell short-sighted,
and my vision's going bad
I'd have told you it's too tough for me
and wouldn't have been more wrong
[Chorus again here]
[Lame Solo here]
So I might be missing out on what's
expected of my youth
but rites of passage all seem average
from my passive point of view
sometimes a sacrifice is needed if
you want to be remembered when you're gone
And my balance needs to calibrate
before I hit it big
but I'll be battling the best of 'em
much sooner than you think
Oh my ambitions might beat both my best
intentions but I'll tell you when I'm done
And I'm swallowing gum,
lodged in my throat
Spit out my words or damnit I'll choke
I'm swallowing Gum
I'm swallowing gum,
lodged in my throat
Spit out my words or damnit I'll choke to death I know
I'm swallowing gum,
lodged in my trachaea
who'd have thought it'd take that much
to wake me up
I know I'm blessed but so stubborn when it counts
And I'm swallowing gum,
lodged in my throat
Spit out my words or damnit I'll choke
I'm swallowing Gum
I'm swallowing Gum
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5. |
Headlights
04:09
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Calm, the key is to be calm
the burden of proof all lies with me
to find the evidence we need to carry
on, the fee to carry on
is taking that shimmer in your eye
to be regret you meant to hide
and when you blink,
you shuttle all away
the memories I had of yester
memories I had of yesterday
and its okay, we're better off apart
but that's the part of me that
voices things I never meant to say
were like two cars in the night -
your headlights blind me briefly then
you're gone and we continue on our way
well, I'm not feeling too well
I tried every trick to understand,
If I seem lost its 'cause I am and I need
help, I need a little help
I feel like I'm a mailbox that can't know
this house was emptied years ago
but then it comes
a letter that will say:
"its time you let the past be yester-
time you let the past be yesterday"
and its okay, we're better off apart
but that's the part of me that
voices things I never meant to say
were like two cars in the night -
your headlights blind me briefly then
you're gone and we continue on our way
and when I think
its far enough away
you make me feel like it was yester
make me feel like it was yesterday
and its okay, we're better off apart
but that's the part of me that
voices things I never meant to say
were like two cars in the night -
your headlights blind me briefly then
you're gone and we continue on our way
and my exits on the right
the mile markers counting down
the empty minutes of the night
and I drive on
letting limits pass my by as I
search my rearview mirror not for
the dawn but for the incoming headlights
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6. |
You Don't
04:00
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Carve down the edges, sand it smooth
Polish, lacquer, stain the wood
then burn your work
it's gone and you refuse
to let it live
to live is to commit
and rumor goes you never did
Harden up the blisters on your hands
you'll bleed them on the closest thing before you let them idle
circumstances lead to chance
and chances tend to snap
so we clear out and we stay back
but you don't. You don't, and it hurts.
You don't! You don't! you just walk right up and bear it first
and hopefully it heals 'cause while we fear it will get worse -
you don't. You don't, and it hurts
Poison tastes so bitter on your lips
as if we're locked in coffee shops, the lights flick off,
and you're forced to relive every mistake
they snap back in your face
that's when the rest of us would break
but you don't. You don't, and it hurts.
You don't! You don't! you just act like pains what you prefer
and hopefully you'll change 'cause while our begging goes unheard -
you don't. You don't, and it hurts
You don't! You don't! You don't think I'd hold a higher standard
You don't! You don't! You don't think I'd keep so mild mannered
and you'd treat you like I'd treat you if you'd act like I deserved
but you don't. You don't and it hurts.
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7. |
Common Sense
04:32
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I tend to sell myself so short
while I feign so brave and self-assured
I'm a long way from the best of 'em, or am I?
You're stuck with the step stones to travel this way
assuming you still feel there's something to gain
I'd hoped for a rope but there's nothing to hold if we wait
So follow this or call it quits - redemptions born from consequence
the cold can pull my words out but never away
And I've seen more of the floor than the brights of her eyes
and though I've dug for causes in my jacket pockets I've
found nothing but my hands and a cure for my common sense.
So raise up your hands if you're haunted by doubt
and scream if you never believed in yourself
or lean on the wall if that's all you still want out of this
'cause this is your limit being told to get gone
I was 20 years old before I wrote my first song
The work won't come easy but dammit, it is what it is
And I've seen more of the floor than the brights of her eyes
and though I've dug for causes in my jacket pockets I've
found nothing but my hands and a cure for my common sense.
I tend to sell myself so short
while I feign so brave and self-assured
I'm a long way from the best of 'em, or am I
too scared to take a shot to believe
I'll beat what others lost to and I'll take bets
it all makes sense from afar.
I tend to sell myself so short
while I feign so brave and self-assured
I'm a long way from the best of 'em, or am I
too scared to take a shot to believe
I'll beat what others lost to and I'll take bets
it all makes sense from afar
from failure as success I've got hard-fought
heart strings in my chest and they pull me towards
a better war than the last
And I've seen more of the floor than the brights of her eyes
and though I've dug for causes in my jacket pockets I've
found nothing but my hands and a cure for my common sense.
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8. |
Brave
04:28
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Your fingers etch the grooves along my palm
my thumping heart betrays my outer calm
and my veins flow to you
they circulate my life and love to you
Tuck your tender hands below us as we drift
towards the memory we'll always have of this
where I sing you to sleep
I'll sing until we both fall asleep
Your lonely breath against my neck
reveals a motion I suspect
might be moving you my way
The only thing that separates our lips?
An impending Surge of Confidence...
if I could just be brave
We'll spend the night pretending we're asleep
gravitate and bring your body next to me
our hands intertwine
your fingers all fit perfectly in mine
Your head is nestled up against my chest
tap the beat upon my shoulder as we rest
and play us to sleep
let music guide us softly into sleep
Your lonely breath against my neck
reveals a motion I suspect
might be moving you my way
The only thing that separates our lips?
An impending Surge of Confidence...
if I could just be brave
Your lonely breath against my neck
reveals a motion I suspect
might be moving you my way
The only thing that separates our lips?
An impending Surge of Confidence...
if I could just be brave
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9. |
Amanda
03:18
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You made safe seem like a tourist trap
a pit stop not plotted on any map but I
still found it far away from you
and that don't do much to unfrustrate me
you were more or less moralless, guarunteed
so I don't know why you're acting so confused
'cause I'd rather take a walk than take a punch
if I'd known it'd take so long I wouldn't have given up so much
we can twist and shout our words to pinpoints who the hell to blame
but I won't name any names... Amanda
I once knew a guy about five foot five
he picked fights each night with guys twice his size
he'd lose each try and act surprised as he
took a dive toward a pair of black eyes
what a tough guy, what strong cry
I sat him down and asked him why.
He sighed, gave no reply
I found out he died the very next night
but I'm twice as dumb as him for loving you.
'cause I'd rather take a walk than take a punch
if I'd known it'd take so long I wouldn't have given up so much
we can twist and shout our words to pinpoints who the hell to blame
but I won't name any names... Amanda
Tell your friends I'm just another creep, a brief
time-killer while you found your feet
just a space-filler wedged between
more suitable suitors more in your league
or a remedy for boredom. we seemed great
but in reality
I was one of three, or seventeen
I've never seen a lie to this degree
but now that I have a mic and people listening to me
I swear I'll keep the strictest code of anonymity
Amanda
'cause I'd rather take a walk than take a punch
if I'd known it'd take so long I wouldn't have given up so much
we can twist and shout our words to pinpoints who the hell to blame
but I won't name any names... Amanda
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10. |
Boomerang
03:40
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I just saw you last night
but I'm thinking now of you and I
we're in your room and in my room
respectively
I'll walk you home at night
no matter if you try to fight
my best attempts at old school
chivalry
We'll have to rearrange
this seating chart will have to change
so I might end up sitting
next to you
a scary movie's on
and you and I, we get along
so if you need to hold my hand
that's what we'll do
You pull on my heart like its the moon
I'm that boomerang that you just threw
I feel at home when im with
you
you
It's true you live only once
so while were both still having fun
let's sweep the footnotes
underneath the rug
and throw a blanket on
our present situation
make a home inside the hole we
already dug
I'll keep you company
give up my spare time gratefully
if it means I get to
spend it here with you
I don't see the appeal
of denying how I feel I feel
There's nothing quite
As hopeful as the truth
You pull on my heart like its the moon
I'm that boomerang that you just threw
I feel at home when im with
you
you, but you never knew
I'll reduce our lives to rhymes
and amend these lyrics thirty tiimes
if it'll capture how I feel
inside a song
I'll bleed my pens all dry
and sharpen 'till my pencils die
Before I give it up
And call it done
You pull on my heart like its the moon
I'm that boomerang that you just threw
I feel at home when im with
you
you.
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11. |
The Chase
03:51
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Mary Ann found herself in some trouble
She'd never seen a man that stood so tall
the fact he was so sizeable
made him too recognizable
and that man, he wouldn't stand for that at all
That banker never punched his ticket early
dependable to run five minutes late
today he's bound to beat the clock
and that four-way stop seems safe to cross
if only he'd been taught to look both ways
There is nothing you can do
I am coming straight for you
Benjamin was born to breathe in water
Every race resulted in a gold
a couple laps to start the day
a trouble cramp ties up his leg
and not a soul to watch him sink below
Grinding meat all week to get a paycheck
forty hours feels like eight-five
Hank forgot the safety tips and that
grinder, man, just grinds and rips
and to end his shift, ol' Hank, he took a dive
There is nothing you can do
I am coming straight for you
Wallace, though, he heeded every story
knew that he was smarter than the rest
saw the world through windown blinds
"I'm stayin' here, I'll be just fine"
until he felt that tightness in his chest
Death appeared before him staring gravely
sadder than his average tragic case
This one stayed inside his cage
and traded happiness for age
and Death was sad, he quite enjoys the Chase.
There is nothing you can do
I am coming straight for you
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Bug Hunter Seattle, Washington
Songwriter/Singer
Quick, clever consonance. Pop with a lot of thought.
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