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Okay
03:35
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Well it's been a while
But I could tell
That you'd been doing well
Or well enough and in good lighting
All the plants in your flat are surviving
I guess I could say the same
Doing okay, okay, okay
Because we really don’t show the crushing
Defeats or the rain or the missed busses
Can’t you shake the sense there’s somebody watching
So you gotta look pretty and you can’t stop talking
But you can’t take back a word that you say
Doing okay, okay, okay
I realise this is my perspective
But it gets so dark that I project it
I'm sure the troubles internal
With a little more sleep, maybe a gratitude journal
I’d see that I’ve got no reason to complain
Doing okay, okay, okay
But ain’t it crazier not to be terrified?
There’s always a place that’s on fire
And we’re all looking for someone to blame
While we throw all of our shit onto the pyre
It’s no good we cannot change
The r rate will keep getting higher
Just stare right into the flames
Until your eyes get tired
Then spend the rest of the time trying to look away
Hoping it will be okay
Okay, okay, okay
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2. |
Try Hard Blues
03:53
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I'm so sad
Someone feel sorry for me
I'm sure things aren't bad
Need to look at them differently
But the thing is I'm trying
Lord, I've been trying
So hard
You know it's been tiring
And it's getting me nowhere
Except right back to square one
I'm so bored
There's nothing good on tv
I'm so lonesome
Why did I have to stay in this evening
I've had plenty enough of my own company
Please someone come and entertain me
Because I'm burnt out
And getting nothing done
Everything feels like work now
Every week is a rerun
But the thing is I'm trying
Lord, I've been trying
So hard
You know it's been tiring
And it's getting me nowhere
Except right back to square one
Maybe things will improve
Need to get a better attitude
Just need to take it day by day
Glass half empty, glass half full
I’m telling you nothing ever changes
Because I'm bad
Surely beyond help
There's nothing good that could ever come from me being myself
So long as I’m so caught up in my self-pitying blues,
Sympathies wearing
Waiting on the day I finally stop caring
Until then I'm trying
Lord, I've been trying
So hard
You know it's been tiring
And it's getting me nowhere
Except right back to square one
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3. |
Same Old Songs
03:59
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Could be the dust on the ground
Or the rust on the gates
Something makes me pretty sure
I’ve been around this place
About a mile down the road is an incline
And I went straight down it and lost track of time
Then I found myself at the bottom
Walking streets where every bicycle had been forgotten
And all the stores were under foreclosure
And all the street signs had been painted over
And I was wondering where I’d gone so wrong
Wondering where my bearings had gone
Wondering just how much longer I would be
Wondering around, listening to the same old songs
Wondering around, listening to the same old songs
After a while in this ghost town
I’d gotten used to no one being around
Then I passed a place where the lights were all on
And everybody inside was singing along
They were swaying like palms in a breeze
Doing all of the things that they did with ease
And the drinks were spilling and the music was swinging
And I did not have the nerve to go in
And I was wondering why it felt so wrong
Wondering where my nerve had gone
Wondering just how much longer I would be
Wondering around, listening to the same old songs
Wondering around, listening to the same old songs
I’d started to think that I’d never ever find my way back
I’d made my peace with the idea of having to stay
And the night was pitch black
So I can’t really tell you how I ever found the way
And I was wondering where I’d gone so wrong
Wondering where my bearings had gone
Wondering just how much longer I would be
Wondering around, listening to the same old songs
Wondering around, listening to the same old songs
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4. |
Daywasters
05:08
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5. |
Etta James
04:56
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You were the friend of my old roommate
We were both new to the city, and we got on great
Later someone read my tarot on the train
They said if something’s meant to happen then it'll happen anyway
Anyway anyway, it’ll happen anyway
I won’t go into detail
You had a lot on your plate
And I didn’t really feel like being a mistake
And If something’s meant to happen it'll happen anyway
It wasn’t even like I was even looking for something
I kept meeting new people but all too often
We’d only have the cold in common
I kept blowing them off for more of your talking
Talking and talking and talking and talking
We talked until all the trains stopped running
And the bar was closing and the rain was coming
We got a cab to my place, and we kept on talking
And we kept on drinking
And then that lead
To you asking for someplace to lay your head
The apartment is freezing, and we’ve only got chairs
So I said didn’t mind if you slept in the bed
The bed, the bed, the bed
I don’t mind if you don’t mind sharing the bed
I know that we’re just friends
And I think it’s for the best
But we could just be two friends, sleeping in a bed
I overthink things sometimes
I started getting nervous
trying to decide
Where would be the best place to lie
I sprung to face away
from you on my side
On my side, on my side,
I was lying on my side
I was so close to the edge
You asked me if I was alight
It was unnecessary
At the time it seemed polite
To stick it out there,
Lying on my side
I could hear your steady breathing
Were you still awake?
I was trying to work it out, and it was driving me insane
So I put on a playlist to drown it away
And the first song was at last by Etta James
Etta James, Etta James
At Last by Etta James
that is definitely not what I’d have chosen to play
But can’t really change it now
And I can’t explain
that the algorithm
picked at last by Etta James
I must have had an hour of sleep that night
When I work I looked over at the invisible line
That divides the left side of mattresses from the right
And your hand drifted over it, reaching out for mine
Your hand and mine, your hand and mine
That's as exciting as it's getting, folks
Our fingers were entwined
And tangled round each other like telephone wires
As we lay there talking, your hand and mine
The day was coming, there was no getting around it
I wanted to say you should stay and hang out,
But the only words that came out of my mouth
Was well I guess I’ll be seeing you around
Around, around, I’ll see you around
I played it so cool I was frozen to the ground
And I couldn’t get my feet unstuck
In time to walk you out
But I do hope that I see you around,
I do hope that I see you around
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7. |
Red Sky
04:57
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I didn’t think it would end like this
My money was on those melting glaciers
Crying and cracking as they broke
That’s why I went on about buying a boat
You would always laugh it off
But I clocked you stocking up
on bourbon and batteries
Said you could never have enough
Just when we were doing alright
Just when we had made up our goddamn minds
How’s that for timing?
How’s that for timing?
If I would have known it from the start
I would have tried a lot less hard
All the time that I wasted
All the idiots I dated
All the years I gave into jobs that I hated
But I liked our making plans
We’d been doing up your dad’s caravan
Put in a bed to fold down
And a stove for our wood
Gonna live there for the summer gonna finish my book
Just when we were doing alright
Just when we had made up our goddamn minds
How’s that for timing?
How’s that for timing?
But it took us all by surprise
What with all the other ways
we could have met our demise
it was like we were trying
Because the drugs stopped working
And the temperature was rising
And the angry old men all had their fingers on the button
And the insects were dying
And the water tasted rotten
I imagined you and I would linger
Keeping each other warm
Through the nuclear winter
Growing lettuce from the damp
Of our underground camp
Playing rummy in the light of your headlamp
Just when we were doing alright
Just when we had made up our goddamn minds
How’s that for timing?
How’s that for timing?
We didn't have time for any more plans
But I was glad to be with you playing Catan
at the kitchen table, drinking up the bar
when the radio cut out we went out in the yard
Open a beer, put your hand on my leg
Gonna sit there watching the sky go red
Gonna sit there watching the sky go red
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