1. |
easy
05:41
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not one word a keepsake
don’t wanna hold the key
the stories that i told you
sweet words you spoke to me
you hoped i’d stay here in the city
you asked me not to leave
you alone so i listened
till you forgot your misery
you tell me that i’m easy
you say i seem “so free”
but i’m frightened to make you feel
like others have made me
i always keep it quiet
i’ll sit up on the shelf
no real desire spoken
and i deny myself
cause i am so easy
cause i’m always easy
didn’t hear from you this weekend
and i know what that means
you don’t know how you feel about her
but i know it hurts me
and when you say you saw her
i ask you how she’s been
and you don’t wanna talk about it
and i wanna let you in
cause i am so easy
cause i’m always easy
is my love worth something?
cause it don’t feel so free
always loving everyone
in love i expect nothing
and i hate to sing it like this
but that's what they tell me
i hope that i can fix it
i can’t forever be
the one who’s always easy
why am i always easy
don’t wanna be so easy
stop telling me i’m easy
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2. |
born again runner
05:18
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woke up and read the news
start my day crying over things you prayed would break our hearts
when my sisters and i were young
you said “we’re trying to learn to consider others more important than ourselves”
well i’m not the one yelling
but you say i’m too emotional
walk away kicking myself
should i save my tears for somebody else
watching your sermon
looking for an apology
i’ve sat through so many
and they always use to panic me
face the pews
i need to leave
go sit in the balcony
sync my breathing with the ac
pretend i’m in the nosebleed seats
well i guess i’ve had enough
you preach peace and patience
but you don’t seem to have your own
and i’m tired of calling your bluff
and i know i’ve said it more than just once
i know i’m not jesus but jesus i’m trying to be enough
wrote you a letter trying hard to describe myself
you never seemed to see me
you always saw someone else
that i was trying to be
to get you to love me
you said when i was a kid
i was always running
away from a hug or
some kind of loving
and hey maybe you were right
and hey maybe i still might
come on you don’t have to be so tough
if you’ll try to listen
then i’ll try to call you up
and i’ll let you call my bluff
and i know i’ve said it more than just once
i know i’m not jesus but jesus i’m trying to be enough
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3. |
tap
04:31
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tap the heart
until i hate myself
hit the square
and rearrange myself
i don’t like it what it does to me
never makes me want to laugh
or sing
do you think
about the trees
in the breeze
how they swing
and scream and talk
and breathe
i wish i was so tall
and green
swing my branches
only sing for me
talk to strangers
like we already met
even though it hasn’t happened yet
will i be found
if i’m never met
did the chicken
come before the egg
i love the people
playing songs in the park
guitar for babies
instead of people in the bars
do you think they know
how good they are
i think they do they got kids
singing like larks
they go
stopped watching movies
that make me feel
and you said trash tv
is the best meal
and i reply well none of it’s real
you said i know and i think that’s ideal
but sometimes don’t you wanna
hit to the heart
he said he only wondered
who would play his part
always wondering about my health
always wondering if i’ll go to hell
should take some vitamins
i don’t know what to take
and i should sleep more
but i’m always wide awake
i’m not a tree
i’m in a forest of buildings
i’m not a singer
i’m just someone
who’s guilty
remind me that i don’t have to be anything
remind me that i don’t have to be anything
i look for signs on the faces of the buildings
i look for signs on your face of us ending
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4. |
memory
04:32
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trusted in the invisible
when i was young
practiced twenty years
left me undone
but i’ve tasted
and i’ve seen you
and still trust
won’t come
kept your voicemail
in my pocket
afraid one day
it’d stop playing
and i’d never hear
your voice again
but i play it like a song
and when it stops
i turn it back on
possessed me from the start
locked me in both your arms
and i’d never ask to leave
and i never had the need
keep me keep me
memory is a silent killer
but i’d use my last night
to think of you
to think of you
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5. |
unsaid
04:46
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left my home
and a best friend
the places i could hide
for a city of six lane highways
and lots of traffic lights
but i’m trying to grow roots here
keep my feet on the ground
but sirens swim and circle
the shore that i have found
well it’s only been a few months
and i can’t tell the difference
was i happy in the quiet?
all the open handed distance
from the people and their parties
where no one really talks
distracting from the thought of you
and all those late night walks
cause if i don’t call you up
then i don’t have to feel down
and if i don’t say i miss you
then you never have to be around
if i don’t say i love you
then you don’t have to love me
see how simple
the unsaid keeps things?
and lucy gave me a reading
king of cups and queen of wands
and in the middle
a perfect picture
of everything i want
and i laugh cause it makes sense
but something leaves me feeling wrong
i know you’re not a perfect picture
but my heart it won’t shut off
cause if i don’t call you up
then i don’t have to feel down
and if i don’t say i miss you
then you never have to be around
if i don’t say i love you
then you don’t have to love me
see how simple
the unsaid
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6. |
sunstruck
05:01
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i’m not tired
i’m just wired
for late nights staying up
talking till the sun gets stuck
back up in the sky
reminding me
i’m still alive
i’d been looking
for hope in a song or
a run or a deep breath
a punch or a two step beat
that could carry me
away from absurdity
you’d been smoking lots
and living in your head
cause at least you’d know
where you last left it
i’m left waiting for you to wake up
but you’re still dreaming of your next cup
but it’s never quite enough
you pour it out
but nothing will come
from an ever flowing cup
when you’re too fucked
to fill it back up
left you alone
or i did my best
not to water a garden
that didn’t want to live
there were signs of life
but it wasn’t my land
and i had my own to tend
and i’d forgotten it
well i played it back
in my head
again and again
not to do any harm
just to try and understand
couldn’t find a path
that made much sense
just some half finished thoughts
and a couple new plants
i went looking
for myself
by myself
and it wasn’t close to easy
but it sure did help
and my heart kept
keeping time
wondering where you were
and what was on your mind
but it’s never quite enough
i can think it and write it
but it’s hard speaking up
i don’t mind the sweet and wasted time
the taste of your lips
and your smirk when you lie
but i try
not to get in the way
and i try
so hard
i evaporate
a year passes
and some seeds take root
your garden is growing
and mine’s growing too
and the works not always fun
but it’s better than staring
at the weeds and the mud
we left behind some pain
to get to the magic thing
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7. |
collect caller
03:01
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collect caller
don’t even bother
see you’re running around town
befriending anyone
who will spill an idea
or a bag of drugs
collect caller
go stack your followers
networking at every show
could build the tower of babel
as you babble on
collect caller
i know it’s harder
to be in a room
feeling like a ghost
but it might be better
than everyone knowing
collect caller
don’t say you’re a baller
you’re a white boy
living on your daddy’s dime
no hate i know these
are very rough times
collect caller
go get your dollar
disappearing from the table
before the bill is paid
but at least i got out
before you got my name
collect caller
your worlds getting smaller
take two steps forward
as she takes one back
playing so dumb
but i know
it ain’t that
collect caller
collect caller
collect caller
collect caller
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8. |
stoned
04:45
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after the party
i walked home
alone alone
talked to god
like i believe him
but i don’t
felt so lonely
made me want
to sink
not float
so i crushed the feeling
with a smoke
so stoned
so stoned
i thought of you
and what you chose
it made me cry
couldn’t get my breathing right
all night
all night
i still remember
every word
you spoke
to me
you paid for lies
to be made truth
does that
fuck with you?
i had forgiveness in my heart
you knew
you knew
after the party i walked home
alone
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9. |
happy accident
05:45
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what’s the point of this
if i know how it ends
you said i got the spark
well baby are you
the flint?
and don’t you dare me to
cause you know that i will
and don’t you say those words
that ain’t part of our deal
walk five miles from my door
just to give you some more
do you just talk to me
when you’re lonely and bored
and don’t you act like that
when you know what i feel
and don’t you tell me to stay
cause you know that i will
but you get so close
i almost don’t
bite my lip
happy accident
and i wanna die
when you say don’t cry
i won’t quit
happy accident
always measure my time
by the way you spend mine
i wanna burn it all down
could i borrow a light?
and don’t you dare me to
i could leave in the night
and don’t you dare me to
cause you know i could fly
but you get so close
i almost don’t
bite your lip
happy accident
and i wanna die
when you say don’t cry
i won’t quit
i’m no accident
what’s the point of this
i don’t know how it ends
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10. |
possessed
01:51
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won’t you cover my eyes
won’t you cover my eyes
i don’t know who to be
i don’t know what to sing
somethings always
possessed me
won’t you please
sit with me
as i figure it out
figure it out
i have nothing
i have nothing
but a head full of doubt
a head full of doubt
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11. |
idkwntht
04:45
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i don’t know who needs to hear this
sometimes it's good
to sing your feelings
and every time
i open my mouth
hope something halfway
helpful falls out
and on the phone
i said it clear
how could i
ask you dear
to hold the feelings
i don’t want to
when i distract and barely try to?
but here is one thing i am learning
everyone’s heart burns for something
and really what i wanted to be
was everything you weren’t for me
this song is simple
but it ain’t easy
to sing it like it is
believe me
these days we learn
to hold ourselves
light your candle
cast your spell
sing it like it is a prayer
sing it like no one else is there
sing it like no one can hear you
sing whatever makes it feel new
i don’t know who needs to hear this
sometimes it's good
to sing your feelings
especially when you don’t know
the next line
or how it goes
i don’t know who needs to hear this
sometimes it's good
to sing your feelings
i don’t know who needs to hear this
i don’t know who needs to hear this
i don’t know who needs to hear this
i don’t know who needs to hear this
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