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Son of A Gun
05:01
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Get yourself together you’ve got blood upon your hands but time as well
But never did you think to turn them over, read the stories that they tell
And little did you know, that all
The people that you’ve known, they’re all
Seeds that you had sown, last fall
To pierce the spring time snow
Scream your little heart out, you’ve forgotten how it feels to let it go From years of playing victim to the rise and fall of tides without control But little did you know, this all
Was never possible, without
Those moments in the throws, when all
You heard was your echo
And when the sun comes shining on my face I know that I’m just the luckiest one
To be alive and to be whole, to be in one piece, I know I’m just the luckiest son of a gun
So run like you’ve forgotten how it feels to hear them calling you back home And make your fort inside the ramparts of the iridescent cosmic glow Cause little you will feel, but dust
Underneath your heels, and trust
Your feet will never fail, as you run
Closer to the sun
And when that sun comes shining on my face I know I’m just the luckiest one
To be alive and to be whole to be in one piece I know I’m just the luckiest son of a gun
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2. |
California
04:11
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I dream of California
The place where you reside I dream of layin before ya And watching my smile grow, in the reflection in your eyes
I dream of running to you
And grabbing your hand
Throwing you on the back of my motorbike And travelin across this land
But I know
That I had my chance
I just hope
That you’ll understand
That I still dream of California
I dream of running to you
And showing up outside your step
And having you throw your arms around me And telling me that it don’t matter
Don’t matter where I been
But I know
That I had my chance I just hope
That you’ll understand
In any other setting,
In any other time,
In any other place,
I would’ve made you mine, And you would still be watching how your face lights up
In the reflection of my eyes
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Hellos
04:11
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We sat in sun, we exchanged hellos
I asked her, “do you want to go?” Cause I’ve got time, and you’ve got style And we could sit for a little while
Tell me all the things you know
Then tell me all the things you don’t Cause you’ve got style, I’ve got time
To soak up all that’s on your mind
Cause I ain’t yours, and baby I know that But in some time, I’m gonna change that fact
Here’s something I can believe in
But for now I’ll just be dreaming
She’s got me wondering, just what is it she does That’s got me stuttering, and ties my stomach in knots
We stood outside, we were blowing smoke
I asked her, “do you wanna go?”
Cause I got time, and you got moves
But I don’t wanna dance, just wanna talk to you Let’s go inside, I’ll buy you a drink
If you tell me all that you really think
Cause you got moves, and I’ve got time To pursuade you, that you should be mine
But you ain’t mine, and baby I know that
But in some time, I’m gonna change that fact
Here’s something I can believe in
But for now I’ll just be dreaming
She’s got me wondering, just what is it she does That’s got me stuttering, and ties my stomach in knots
It’s such a beautiful feeling It’s such a terrible feeling It’s such a wonderful feeling It’s such a horrible feeling It’s such a sexy feeling
It’s such a wicked feeling Such a familiar feeling...
Here’s something I can believe in
But for now I’ll just be dreaming
She’s got me wondering, just what is it she does That’s got me stuttering, and ties my stomach in knots
She’s got me wondering, just what is it that she Does while I’m wondering, if she’s thinking bout me
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Kerosene
05:13
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With your lips red like match heads, my eyes crying kerosene
You polished the hatchet in the sweat of a fever dream
I’ve been waiting up for you, running around in your name
Though the difference in volume you know it came through just the same
My eyes red like sunset, my heart like a glass balloon
Well I want to go home now but they said it’d be over soon I’ve been waking up for you, the tossing and turning won’t pass Said the weight’s in the journey, if you count on making it back
Oh I’m drowning again
The sparks from the fire all filled to the brim And oh, when it starts to dim
Your kerosene kisses are keeping it lit
Your ribs just a casket for a heart that’s been buried alive Your insides been crying to be released back to the light And although I’m screaming, the gust from my wail
Just a ghost through the holes in your sail
Oh I’m drowning again
The sparks from the fire all filled to the brim And oh, when it starts to dim
Your kerosene kisses are keeping it lit
Your ribs just a casket for a heart that’s been buried alive Your insides been crying to be released back to the light And although I’m screaming, the gust from my wail
Just a ghost through the holes in your sail
Your mind’s been a tyrant, boot heel in the jaw of your love
My heartbreak a thunder clap down from the heavens above
I’ve been tearing out pages and throwing them into the wind
Said the weight’s in the journey if you remember where you’ve been
Your lips locked like safeties, the trigger awaiting release
Your sigh spitting gunpowder out through the cracks in your teeth I’ve been screaming out for you, each word just an axe in the log Cause the louder I’m yelling the sooner that you’ll be gone
Your ribs just a casket for a heart that’s been buried alive Your insides been crying to be released back to the light And although I’m screaming, the gust from my wail
Just a ghost through the holes in your sail
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5. |
Interlude
01:19
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6. |
Modest Mouse
04:09
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She came downstairs, asking “do I look alright?”
Said “Do you think that I could fool somebody into loving me tonight?” She gets a “yes” she said “Okay, I think that’s all that I need”
Now I can feel her from across the bar with those eyes tearing through me
Let’s go stretch our lungs out to some Modest Mouse inside the car Let’s not go back to the bar
I’ve had about all I can take of this charade, we’re not that far Let’s not go back to the bar
They got together for a drink, something bout old time friends
But spending all their time trying not to remember it’s the only time they ever spend And it’s all laughing it’s all easy, fun and games til the morning comes
But they’re strangers in the daylight, afraid to see each other in the sun
Let’s go stretch our lungs out to some Modest Mouse inside the car Let’s not go back to the bar
I’ve had about all I can take of this charade, we’re not that far Let’s not go back to the bar
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Rough
03:59
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I wake up crawling in my skin Coughing smoke and pissing gin
In the middle of the night
I get to thinking real hard
About what I’ve done wrong
And not what I’ve done right
My head spinning with the fan
To race the shaking in my hands
And as I rub my eyes, I realize
I don’t know where I am
I don’t know who I’m with or how I’m alive
And I feel rough
The fire deep inside your eyes Was always good at telling lies But your lips beat it to the punch My mind was swimming in the gutter Through the stammer and the stutter Your words were eloquently blunt With every twist and turn and flicker My heart beating ever quicker You’re a firefly at noon
My hand with mason jar a-swinging When empty only good for drinking When dry I’ll set out for you
And I’ll feel rough
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8. |
Bus Window
03:47
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We sang a song to cut everybody in line
We stole from out the steward’s cart got drunk on wine She talked about the times to come and seeing sights And when I landed I was feeling drunk and I felt so alive
Our eyes were wide throughout our golden city tour
We walked around like you were mine and I was yours
We made love in the sheets of wind that swept your porch Then I left you alone when I was scared to face the pain in store
We raced along the highway in the drunken night
Your cocaine eyes reflected all the city lights
We sang the words never, never with all our might
The question still remains would I have died a happy man that night
I was just as sad as I ever was
Waking to the afternoon sun above
The feeling of aloneness twisting up my guts
And knowing that I’m halfway round the world from everyone I love
We drank and laughed in music and the winter sun
Then climbed the hills to get away from everyone
We sat in your apartment, there was nothing on
So we smoked cigarettes until the weight of life was lifted off
We watched him make the words up as they came to him
A story jumping off his caffeinated lips
A crowd that whooped and hollered on the hot pavement
I checked your watch said ‘fuck it’ I’m okay with being late again
We clocked 2000 miles across the whole country
Then everybody left to see their families
And I would walk the streets alone quite thoughtlessly
And smile to think that folks across the globe just might’ve thought of me
I was just as happy as I ever was
Staring through the window on a crowded bus
Looking to the sun poking through the dust
And knowing that its rays are warming each and every one of us
(And since then I have always been trying, to recapture that feeling of flying)
I was just as happy as I ever was
Staring through the window on a crowded bus
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9. |
Better Off Dead
06:59
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I’ve been tearing up my mind as I run through Searching for something new
Something with a purpose, worth it, that I can hold onto
Never do I find that something new
Searching for the truth
Maybe I’ve found in the ground I can finally be of use
Oh well, I’m better off dead
I’ll melt into the ground to keep the green grass fed And let the maggots make a home out of my head
Oh well, I’m better off dead
I’ll melt into the ground to make the brown cow’s bed And let them maggots make a home out of my head
And I’ll be tearing up the dirt as I turn Conversing with the worms
Thankful I wasn’t sent to burn
And I’ll have found inside a box life ain’t so bad Pondering the words upon my epitaph
A short sweet poem of a life too quickly passed
Oh well, I’m better off dead
I’ll melt into the ground to keep the green grass fed And let the maggots make a home out of my head
Oh well, I’m better off dead
I’ll melt into the ground to make the brown cow’s bed And let them maggots make a mansion out of my head
Finally I’ll be sure, I’ve found worth, inside the earth Finally I will sleep, sound in peace, feeding the trees Finally I’ll find home, down below, to give my soul Baby I’ve found home, down below, to give, to grow
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10. |
Just a Fool
04:15
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I’ve been sleeping on the ground where it’s nice and warm A nice way of saying that I feel a kinship with the floor I’m rich in the mind, but brother that don’t mean I’m not poor So you could say I’m just a fool
So you could say that I’m just a fool
Cup of coffee taking lessons from my cigarette
I’ve got a book full of songs looking more like empty threats And I spent up all my money while deciding where to place my bets So you could say that I’m just a fool
I get to wailing and gnashing my teeth
Showing them to strangers and people I meet Amusing the children of terrified parents I meet on the street And they all say I’m just a fool
I get to feeling kind of high
My eyes a shining, affixed on the sky
As all the chaos and tumult and bedlam go drifting on by So you could say that I’m just a fool
I wish this house would burn to the ground Give me a good excuse to up and leave this town Spin the globe and decide where to settle down Then they’d tell me I’m just a fool
I think my mind ran away with my trust They took off laughing leaving me in the dust Now tell me brother, do you think that’s just Or would you tell me I’m just a fool
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11. |
Rain
07:33
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she told me how, she told me how she hates the rain She told me how, she told me how she hates the rain And I said babe, I said babe just you wait
It’s only April right now, wait til May
It’s always raining, it’s always raining outside Is it still raining, Is it still raining outside?
I told her I, I told her I don’t mind the rain
I told her I, I told her I don’t mind the rain
She said “you’re crazy”, I asked “what’s love without pain?” She said “I’ve never known either, to me they’re all the same”
It’s always raining, it’s always raining outside Is it still raining, is it still raining outside?
It’s always raining, it’s always raining outside Is it still raining, is it still raining outside?
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Geometrist Boston, Massachusetts
Geometrist came to fruition in the sweaty depths of a booze-soaked basement in Allston, MA. The self-proclaimed “weird” district of Boston served to be the perfect home for Geometrist to begin shaping their sound in late 2012. They have been creating folk-inspired indie-rock music together, and storming the Boston music scene with their brand of rock ever since. ... more
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