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You and Me
04:46
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How I love your diction
There’s a reason to every line
Gabbing like a greedy politician
Who deep down knows what he’s saying’s not right
But that’s what I dig, you can see through bullshit
And I’ll circle and square but there’s no getting ‘round it
We’re like fire as a force
We’ll burn right through this forest
We’ll burn right through each other
Say it together: “Thank me later”
Then you’ll sulk in the doorway
I’ll sit on the floor like a child would
I don’t know where the dirt under my nails came from
But I know I stay clean
Seems you’ve been real perceptive lately
And I admit that’s more than I’ve achieved
Your legs should be fine but you still have to pay for the ambulance
I was called in that day, you said “I’ve got some news,
I’ve been reading Ishiguro and the Harvard Law Review,
I’ve been building up my stamina, my strategy, my gravitas!”
And I stood there, confusingly not confused
I replied: “I understand why did these things,
I understand that life can bring some questions to the forefront of your mind
But going crazy isn’t the way
We’re standing on a king-sized bed
We’ve got money to last the rest of our lives”
And the dialogue kept going for an hour or more
Til our legs collapsed and we realized the taxation of worrying
We faced opposite ways
Vowed to stop counting the days
Realized there’s no fun in being miserable and so suddenly we felt okay
(We’re two worrisome individuals but I think we’ll make it out okay)
One more conversation to have:
Where should we live?
You suggest a humble abode
I called that cheesy and you said that everything is
You hit the spot with that one
Had me feeling some kind of way
Your diction’s still dreamy, you know how to get me
We’ll feel like some fairytale gaze
Your legs should be fine but you still have to pay for the goddamn ambulance
And I’ll come for the ride cause those EMTs are especially masculine
If I get desperate for rhymes, you can rip up my shit and we’ll start again
I’ve come a long way, I can navigate away from the tactlessness
Fifty years from now, we’ll have it together while the others are still scrambling
And by that time, the ambulance will be free
We’ll realize there’s a lot more to this world than you & me
Thus we’ll realize we don’t need to realize anything
We don’t have to care about whatever’s not called you & me
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2. |
Moth Song
02:35
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I am singing for the moth in the room
He flew in for the light
But is staying for the music, I presume
(zoom zoom)
I can’t stop staring at the moth in the room
Reminds me too much of a podcast I like to listen to
(doo doo)
I’m hitting wrong keys but I don’t care
That bug would never pass judgement
I’ve never been so self aware
Cause moths are gross and self-indulgent (cause moths are creatures of self-indulgence)
I’m so consumed by the moth in the room
Reminds me of the times Grace and I would talk about tattoos
(doo doo)
We always hit wrong keys but we didn’t care
Between us, there was never any judgement
These days, I’m just so self-aware
Cause it’s been a long time since I’ve had an audience
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3. |
See You in New York
02:30
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One sea-grade pair of diving gear, please
Something to let me float down gracefully
I’m not here cause I’m tired, uninspired, or bored
I am here cause I’m waiting for an explanation, I’m torn
One sea-grade pair of diving gear, please
Something to let me roam around freely
I’m not here cause I’m waiting for a reservation
I’m here cause I’m late for my registration
I’m waiting, waiting…
(I don’t feel like clearing my name anymore)
(You know, it’s… it’s been really hard sleeping)
(You know, I wanted to live in my dreams and now I don’t dream anymore)
(And I hope that’s good thing)
(I know I did everything I could do)
(See you in New York, I guess)
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4. |
Sledgehammer
02:33
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The sledgehammer of this very, very, very fine world
Hits a cold darner, that’ll never, ever, ever find warmth
The sledgehammer of this very, very beautiful world
Sits in the arms of a princess in a holding cell on the ground floor
The flame guard that I bought in the rocky, hot town
Is nothing compared to the herbs that were stolen from the ground
The icebergs and precious metals that have helped me on the way
Means nothing to the birds who are squawking that I’m not pulling my weight
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5. |
E♭ Song
06:13
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Off with their heads now, off on their own
I don’t mean to get all sad on you
I don’t mean to take myself out on you
I’ve been stepping on my toes for too long
Dandelions on windowsills, their bristles make their way into the yard
Cats climbing the standing clocks, I only care about little things from now on
I’m buying boxsets, calling myself a collector
I’ll put myself in debt before I work myself dead
I’m writing papers, calling myself an actor
I’ll put fronts up til I make it
Turning down every offer
And therein lies the garden, fairly sized and fecund
And therein lies the future, but looking at it’s useless
And I am still holding it all in
And I am still holding it all
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6. |
ANOTHER VERSE
03:25
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There’s a wave ahead
About at where we’re moving
There’s a wave
There’s a way
I’m awake
I am away from here
And I am awake in here
I am afraid to move along and so I remain here
Another verse, come around
I walk the stage again, wandering
Where was I going?
Things crowded to the right
Songs rolling in my mind but they aren’t mine
It’s a wonderful thing that I am here
It’s a beautiful thing that I’ve been scared
It’s a wonderful song in A minor, F minor, C minor, D
I’m fluid and I’m comfortable
I’m free
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There’s a place that I made
It holds the finest of my belongings
And though I miss my dog and say so a lot,
I’m adjusting to my surroundings.
But I’d like if you threw a little money this way.
Throw a little more money this way
Thought I’d sail a sea, but I’m climbing trees
Cause Nostradamus called for another time
And in between my bloody rings,
I’m catching coins to use for a better ride
So keep throwing money this way!
Throw a little more money my way.
I’ve been here a thousand times
And nothing’s ever felt so right
But this time, it feels right
Phone calls have been breaking up
I’ve been losing all my love
But it’s fine! It feels right!
Oh this time, I’m not tired!
I don’t mean to keep meandering but mending never stops
Like a kid again, I’m diving into every building block
Always imagined how things’d go
Stealing lines I heard from shows, just like a fraud
I’ve been staying up late and waking up early
Gaining a new appreciation for the morning
But I don’t really wanna maunder
Let me dream a little longer
Don’t ring the siren just yet
Oh god, I don’t wanna get out of bed
Oh, you don’t have to tell me!
It seems I have thought every thought that I can think
Oh, it gets boring!
They just keep throwing money at me
They just keep throwing money at me
Guess I could use this cash for something…
Escape the country and make a name
So many opportunities
If they just keep throwing money at me
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Eli Shane Port Chester, New York
Composition student, etc. My debut album "therein lies the garden" is out now.
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