1. |
The Glacier
03:28
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I submerged a towel to see what it would do
It was heavy and slow, a glacier
Melting over time
In these days when summertime does not fall away
With its tan lines that linger
And hot, sweating bodies pray
To remain in the comfort bringer
The glacier cannot resist
Cracking in summer
I imagined myself drowning
Heavy beside you
Submitting with devotion
Suspended, I could see
How the sun, relentless
In her summer heat, softened you
Your cold, hard surface resurfaced
Under pressure
Submitting with salted-tears
I submerged further
Heavy and slow
At your mercy
At your mercy
At your mercy
At your mercy
At your mercy
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2. |
High Noon
02:37
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High noon hoards of flies
A squirrel expired, compromised
You look so peaceful sound asleep
Those bugs thought you looked good enough to eat
High noon scorching sun
All I can smell is rot and decay
Please don’t leave me alone
Bad thoughts come back when you go away
I always liked a punishing summer
The kind that makes you pray for rain
But these days I’d rather have you
I get so lonely out here at high noon
Without you
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3. |
Sad Boi
03:25
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He said I’m overbearing
Just like my mother
How about I disappear?
Then you can do whatever
Take me for granted
One more time
Then you can drown
In your own problems
I can’t help you
If you won’t let me
My arms are open
Why do you resent me?
I can’t help you
If you won’t let me
My arms are open
Why do you resent me?
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4. |
Catatonia
04:10
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Dig deep down below
Tons of trash:
A muffler, a diaper
Some paperwork
Broken sunglasses
A fourth-gen iPhone
Dog shit wrapped in plastic
How is it held together?
How does it fall apart?
How is it held together?
How does it fall apart?
Sadness and weaknesses and human frailty
Dig deep down below
Tons of trash:
A card table, a sock with a hole
A remote control
A rusty grill
The commute, shitty management
An appetite for destruction
How is it held together?
How does it fall apart?
How is it held together?
How does it fall apart?
Sadness and weaknesses and human frailty
Dig deep down below
Tons of trash:
That lonely feeling
The human footprint, toxic fumes
Our place in space
All the distance, 1,100 miles
From the one I love
Who may not love me to death
The casual disregard
I’m buried beneath
How is it held together?
How does it fall apart?
How is it held together?
How does it fall apart?
How is it held together?
How does it fall apart?
How is it held together?
How does it fall apart?
Sadness and weaknesses and human frailty
Sadness and weaknesses and human frailty
Sadness and weaknesses and human frailty
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5. |
Turbulence
03:44
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Crying on
A 737
At least I got an aisle seat
Carry-on baggage
Stowed at my feet
No complimentary soda, no treat
“Too much turbulence”
That’s what they said
If only they knew the turbulence in my head
Turbulence in my head
Turbulence in my head
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6. |
Bad Egg
03:13
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I never was one
To put all my eggs in one basket
I designed my perfect house
All weight-bearing walls
It seems I’m white rapids
Ripping through ancient stone
It seems the engineers
Did the math wrong
How could a great bridge
Falter and dissolve?
How come we never hear
The call of the dove?
Now she’s pecking
At my head of straw
It’s mostly hot air,
But bugs live up there
Feast away my friend
You’ve worked up an appetite
I sulk in the seething desire
As my thoughts percolate
Around like a smoking fire
Stoke, stoke, stoke the fire
Agitate me, once more
You’ll get just what you asked for
Nine different baskets
Each adorned with a bad egg
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7. |
Liked You Better
03:51
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The sun was too hot
It melted my ice and watered down my coffee
I poured the bitterness out
Just wanted a taste of serenity
But the sun was too hot
The moon was too low
Shone bright and made the shadows long
Our hand puppets distorted
Just wanted to see your talking dog
But the moon was too low
Liked you better when the moon was high
Loved you better when the sun was mild
Now we’re festering in place
God, you take up so much space
The air was too thick
You yell so much it’s making me sick
I opened up a window
Just wanted a chance to catch my breath
But the air was too thick
Liked you better when the moon was high
Loved you better when the sun was mild
Now we’re festering in place
God, you take up so much space
Liked you better when the moon was high
Loved you better when the sun was mild
Now we’re festering in place
God, you take up so much space
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8. |
Good Advice
02:15
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She never met a stranger
She always was a friend
Wanted to know all your secrets
But she’d keep them to herself
I was having a problem at work
And I asked her advice
She said, “tell that boss where to go
And tell them what to do when they get there”
She used to say, “keep your chin up
Keep a stiff upper lip, and don’t let the
Bastards get you down
Don’t you go counting yourself out
Keep on trucking, and don’t you know?
Everyone includes yourself”
She never met a stranger
She always was a friend
And she gave me
Some pretty good advice
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9. |
Before I Have to Go
02:01
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10. |
Consequences
02:28
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11. |
Monster
03:04
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12. |
Background Noise
05:13
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Wood floor is going the wrong way
Eyes follow it to the room to my right
That room is dark. This room is light
I’m seated, slouching, sucked into distraction
Ivy crawls to cover the outside world
It’s 7:43 but it really could be any time
Wood floor is going the wrong way
Warm light above glows and spreads
Shadows formed from artificial light
They fall a little down, a little to the right
Shadows are long—light doesn’t reach there
I fiddle with my ring I fiddle with my hair
Wood floor is going the wrong way
Cicadas ringing through the walls
My belongings to my left (to my left)
sitting in silence (sitting in silence sitting in silence)
Nothing unfamiliar it almost feels like home
I notice my blinking over the show before me
It’s all just background noise, really
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