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Something On my Mind
03:34
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I’ve been trying to call you all night long
But you don’t bother to phone
Does your flatmate think there’s something wrong
When she tells me you’re not at home?
Is there something on your mind?
Is there something I should say?
You’ve been washing your hair for a week
And I’m going insane
We should be walking home by the moonlight, baby
I’m walking home at night on my own
As another evening dies
Is there something I should know?
I’ve been talking to you all night long
But you’ve got nothing to say
Does your flatmate think there’s something wrong
When you’re always miles away?
Is there something on your mind?
Is there something on your brain?
You’ve been turning your face to the wall
And I’m going insane
We making love with the angels, baby
I’m lying here all alone
As another evening dies
Is there something I should know?
I’ve been waiting for you all night long
But you don’t bother to show
Me and your flatmate have been getting on
And I think it’s time to go
There’s something on my mind
There’s something on my brain
And I’m out with your friend
And you’ve only yourself to blame
We will be making love with the angels, baby
You’ll be making love all alone
As another evening dies
There’s something you should know
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2. |
Scent Of You
03:47
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They bring my coffee by the cup
They fill my coffee up
And I dream a day like this
The diner’s never packed
The Sundays in the rack
And I dream a day like this
Like the couple, never talk who never speak
But the scent of you tugging at my sleeve
And the night may fall and the light may leave
But I’m safe
Peace is mine
when my order arrives
And I dream a day like this
The couple overheard
Who never say a word
But dream a day like this
And the fates befall and you don’t believe
But the scent of you tugging at my sleeve
And the night may fall and the light may leave
But I’m safe
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I know I’m foolish to sit here and wait
Never more to hear the hinges of the gate
I think a madness came to me
When you passed along to leave me here
I could go anywhere from coast to coast
Still the thought of you snags me to my post
Beside the dreams that cannot be
There’s no one in this house but me
I miss the signs of you in each and every room
I miss your overcoat and the hook of your perfume
I think a sadness came to me
When you passed along to leave me here
The bathroom shelves are bare, the cupboards gone to waste
In the bathroom mirror, I swear I saw your face
But how crazy can I be?
There’s no one in this house but me
Once you were real
Once you were real
It’s hard to now conceive that you were real
Once you were flesh
Once you were flesh
And I was not a mess when you were flesh
I keep your photo at the bottom of our stairs
When I come in, I’m so pleased to see you there
And then the sadness grows in me
Cause you passed along to leave me here
And every drink I have I always make for two
And every meal that I prepare I make for you
But to an infinite degree
There’s no one in this house but me
And on the TV, I watch our favourite show
It’s not so funny now I watch it on my own
There’s just this bitterness and grief
Since you passed along to leave me here
And touching moments in a drama are a mess
I lean across to cry into your dress
But how thick can I be
There’s no one in this house but me
Once you were real
Once you were real
It’s hard to now conceive that you were real
Once you were flesh
Once you were flesh
And I was not a mess when you were flesh
Once in bed at night, I never can relax
I lie and think of you home again at last
And then the madness grows in me
Cause you passed along to leave me here
And when I fall asleep, you always fill my dreams
Then these four walls are quite a happy place to be
But how desperate can I be?
There’s no one in this house but me
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4. |
Beyond The Garden Path
04:16
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Crazy
The frost upon your window pane’s come early
The flowers that hide their buds away
Are turning in sympathy
All the things you said
They all come down on your head
Like your growing dread that the tears you shed
Will never be renewed
Did you think you’d tap the motherlode
Pollen from the ceiling rose
It keeps you going, I suppose
It’s not much to know
But it’s true
Wakeful
Once you sleep the morning’s going to take you
You blew the past and tomorrow’s going to blame you
And shame you
Be careful where you walk
Your nightmares see in the dark
As you tiptoe through the feral park
They’re waiting up for you
But peeping through the morning light
The fears that keep you up all night
That tell you you’re not living right
And laugh you might
But it’s true
I write again
This letter to my former self
The good-hearted kid
No goals to be met and life’s a gas
Tripping down the garden path
With no thought for what’s ahead
And then the setting sun
From spring into summer and autumn
And finally winter comes
The bountiful harvest
The goods from the woods
And the should and the coulds
Become dead and the duds
And all they say is
‘Son, thanks for showing up
Thanks for showing up
Thanks for showing up
Thanks for showing up’
So tell me
Do you think the world thinks less of you?
Oh tell me
Do you think the doorbell’s calling you?
Well maybe
Just maybe
The sky’s about to fall
You sit and stare at the wall
You need to go but you only stall
And the strength to fight is through
The ghost that haunts the house in you
Who wants to see the back of you
Keep telling him it’s your house too
He’ll laugh at you
But it’s true
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5. |
Travels
01:09
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You’re tired from your travels
Your hair towel unravels
As you drift off to sleep on the bed
Face down on the pillow
Your hair like a willow
Arranged at the side of your head
The only thing here that matters to me
Is I know where you are and you’re safe
I trust you implicitly
Love from the heart of me
Is scattered all over this place
You wake in the morning
The alarm clock is calling
You drag yourself out of the bed
The morning light touches you
Washes you, brushes you
You shake the sleep out of your head
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6. |
Good-Hearted Man
05:00
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At least once in every day, they’ll think of you
How you were with a pint pot in your hands
At least once in every day they’ll drink to you
Drink to you but never understand
But then, hey wait a minute, did the hours really pass so slowly?
But then, hey wait a minute, did you really feel so bad?
Well, the people gathered here were all proud to know you
Here to mark the passing of a friend and a good-hearted man
Did you even taste the pills that you were popping?
Did you taste the water used to wash them down?
Did you stare at the light no longer frightened
and thumb your nose at those who let you down
But then, hey wait a minute, did the hours really pass so slowly?
But then, hey wait a minute, did you really feel so bad?
Well, the people gathered here were all proud to know you
Here to mark the passing of a friend and a good-hearted man
Leave the telephone to ring unanswered
Leave the car unlocked upon the road
You never had the nerve that life demanded
Leave your friends to live on on their own
But then, hey wait a minute, did the hours really pass so slowly?
But then, hey wait a minute, did you really feel so bad?
Well, the people gathered here were all proud to know you
Here to mark the passing of a friend and a good-hearted man
If heaven is the place they can’t get at you
Hell must be this life down on this earth
Do you look down where you are now feeling stupid?
Do you realise now what it all was worth?
But then, hey wait a minute, did the hours really pass so slowly?
But then, hey wait a minute, did you really feel so bad?
Well, the people gathered here were all proud to know you
Here to mark the passing of a friend and a good-hearted man
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7. |
Less Is More Part Two
05:02
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Just the other day, I saw you in the market in our town
Beside the bric-a-brac
I wasn't spying, I was simply window shopping
I was in the market for some silly bits of nothing
I was hardly buying
And I saw you in our town with a person by your side
A man I can't identify cast a smile your way
And you, to my horror, chose to reciprocate
I threw my lunch away, my Monster Munch in the receptacle
I'm not a greedy man
I'm just a simple Town fan
And I'm familiar with defeat
But in my heart I still believe
Just the other day, I saw you with a record in a bag
It was under plastic and it clearly mattered
You were fresh from Bostocks
You were exiting the Pack Horse
You were showing Barclay Harvest on the jacket through the plastic
And I never can recall other records that you bought
When music's been no draw for you
Why change the attitude
And I speculate with horror who you're casting to this soundtrack
Compositing sonatas while my lousy world's collapsing
I'm not a stupid man
If you're bored, I understand
But I'd hate you to come clean
Because in my heart I still believe
Just the other day, I was drawing off some water for a bath
To drown my sorrows or wash my cares away
I was passing half an hour in monastic contemplation
With some Chateau Neuf de Pape that I'd picked up at the station
Did you forget that I was in
Because I know you phoned your friend
Your newly single bosom chum
Your co-conspirator
And the eddies and the vortices caused by hearing half the story
Only aggravate the horrors of these nightmares that I harbour
I'm not a bitter man
I will forgive you if I can
I may be foolish and naive
But in my heart I still believe
I'm not a greedy man
I'm just a simple Town fan
And I'm familiar with defeat
But in my heart I still believe
I'm not a stupid man
If you're bored, I understand
But I'd hate you to come clean
Because in my heart I still believe
I'm not a bitter man
I will forgive you if I can
I may be foolish and naive
But in my heart I still believe
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You’re the prettiest girl in our phone book
Prettiest girl in our town
I know you don’t think much about the way I look
And if I asked you, you’d turn me down
But I’m the smartest of kids
And if you came with me
I’d treat you so right it’d be a certainty
That you’d love me by the time we say goodnight
I’ve seen you many times on our corner
Off with your best-friend down town
With my eyes I implored you every time I saw you
But you, you never looked round
But I’m the smartest of kids
And if you came with me
I’d treat you so right it’d be a certainty
That you’d love me by the time we say goodnight
But every, every time I come near you
You’re moving way too fast
I’ve come to the conclusion
That you don’t want to be asked
We could go for a day on a train ride
Like tearaways bunking off school
Or we’d go for a walk around our local park
And cut our feet in the paddling pool
But I’m the smartest of kids
And if you came with me
I’d treat you so right it’d be a certainty
That you’d love me by the time we say goodnight
That you’d love me by the time we say goodnight
That you’d love me by the time we say goodnight
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9. |
Effervescent
04:40
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Strange as it seems to me now, you were smitten
You selected me out of a crowd unbidden
I came with a warning your friends made you hide
Was I really the person you’d want at your side
You adopted me right there and then, like a kitten
See, I want you to listen to something I have to tell you
Honey, we’re through
And cruel as it seems it’s got little to do with you
Keeping you happy was high on my agenda
Studious, attentive and fly, as I remember
It’s fallen apart like you wouldn’t believe
Tumbled to ground like an autumn leaf
I listened too hard to your own propaganda
See, I want you to listen to something I have to tell you
Honey, we’re through
And cruel as it seems it’s got little to do with you
I’ve moods as dark as a cloud when it’s fretting
You’ve a soul like a flute of champagne, effervescing
The science of vacuums interests me
How air in an airlock wants to be free
But apply that to you and me, it’s depressing
See, I want you to listen to something I have to tell you
Honey, we’re through
I’m shaking, I’m breaking, they’re waiting to take me from you
I must start dreaming again
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10. |
Porch
01:39
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I'll stay up as long as possible
I can't stand to go to my bed
I'll sit on the porch feeling drowsy
I don't want this day to end
My time's been wonderful
My time's been wonderful
My time's been wonderful
My time's been wonderful
The evening's for chilling and hanging with lovers and friends
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