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We Are Not Alone
04:50
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Year after year you ask me
what these jumbled up words mean
So I'll give you a bird's eye view of the wreckage
I'll give you my best guess
I feel like a thunderstorm of hope and despair
Gettin squeezed through the eye of a needle
Only a mist sifts through my lips.
My poetry may as well be my speaking in tongues
But for the one or two they're nodding in approval
They help me keep going for the folks who interpret with a smile.
And the words simply confirm
We are not alone
But I've been planning A big ol' breakup with the folk songs
Cause generally speaking all the kids just want the beat
The smoke
And the dose of disillusionment.
So here I must confess I myself am gathered up
As in a gunny sack I am carried off to market
Another piper is playing His tune
And now I'm singing it too
The words simply confirm
We are not alone
But I've played the bad guy
And I've played the fool
And I painted the corners of suffering
In the hopes of softening the edges
Sang about a frontier too distant
Till I excused the dream from a ledge
And I questioned your notions of God
And the duality of justice found in the wild
And I tortured my jealous eyes from their sockets
Till all I could see was the child
I've said it all as clear as I can
I'm living at the edge of the man
I hope to become…
He's just waiting for me to listen in
He's just waiting for me to listen in
Says there's so much of you
That wants to get out of this place.
Feel hope, drink fire,
Break down the other side of somewhere new.
There's just something I need you to read
Before you go
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Monday morning brush my teeth
Try to remember
what I liked about the weekend
What about the week ahead can't I ignore
Try to make me feel like a winner again
Tuesday evening five o'clock
Finally get dressed give off the appearance
I did anything of substance at all
Try to offer suspense
Give me a chance to explain myself
I know I'm the problem
With an otherwise flawless film
It was not for me
This could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean
Wednesday evening trash goes out
Cause Friday morning I'll forget it again
Check the news to feed my doubts
I think it's sexy when she questions the facts
It cuts me loose
Saturday evening movie night
The French Dispatch could have been better
Had I not been too high to gather plot
And order the characters
I know I'm the problem
With an otherwise flawless film
It was not for me
This could change the world
If anyone at all
Who knows what I mean
La de da de da
I'm trapped in suburbia
I'm living the dream
They should be marching against me
Pitchforks and all
So if you're gonna bury me in the front yard
Would you
Cover me with a side walk
Lets improve the neighborhood
You can call me lazy
you can call me no good liberal
I just want a bike lane
Tired of driving when I wanna see my friends
Aren't you
When the revolution starts
Can we abolish the cars
This could change the world
Is there anyone at all
who knows what I mean
Is there anyone at all
Who knows what I mean
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3. |
I Lost My Cellphone
04:45
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I lost my cell phone no I'm not dead
I'm on my way home I love you
Sure I can stop by the store
Get you anything you need
Did I say that I love you
The variations on this theme are endless
The refrain you
Wish you could hear
The tones of every voicemail you saved
So short
So dear
The nova
The singularity
The lover walking away
The broken future perfect tense
The last words you heard them say
Good heavens I'd hoped you'd carry this
God knows I tried to bury it
But this morning
All I hear are the dogs in the yard
Digging it up digging it up
Honey you need to see this
Here in college town
All my friends are burning out
With that twenties painful
Swimming in potential d d drunk on possibility
The illusion of choice
The bundles of faith
The cracks start to form on their tires faces
Just a foot in the door
Did I say that I love you?
The variations on this theme are endless
The anthem of your senior year
The weight of all decisions made
What you lost more than what you gained
The nova
The singularity
The lover walking away
The broken future perfect tense
The last words you heard them say
Good heavens I'd hoped you'd carry this
God knows I tried to bury it
But this morning
All I hear are the dogs in the yard
Digging it up digging it up
Honey you need to see this
Are you alright tonight? Will you let me know where you are?
Are you alright tonight? Would you let me know where you are?
Are you alright tonight? Would you let me know
I lost my cell phone
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Buzzer Beater
04:56
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Poker faced and calm
Sullen on the outside
Volatile ballooning underbelly
Like a cartoon I am
Comically crimson
See these eyes go dark ears spewing coal ash
Yeah the circus was beautiful
Bread so fleeting
Isn't there a coup d'e`tat booked today
sometime after brunch
Meet the Jordan of self loathing
Here I am buzzer beater
Bruising my own ego
Where did I go wrong
I was never right
The pressure rising higher
Than previously recorded
But there I was
Surviving a panic attack - comforted
By a store room window
Salesman
Snatch this up…only costs a buck
Someone wore the shine right off of this one
Feel the wood grain she breathes
A kingdom with her keys
Can you hear the jangle resonating
In a version of yourself
Infinite
Versions of yourself
In a fancy new case
Meet the Jordan of self loathing
Here I am buzzer beater
Bruising my own ego
Where did I go wrong
I was never right
The pressure rising higher
Than previously recorded
But there I was
There I was I could barely breathe
There I was now what's left of me
There I was underdeveloped in a ventilator
Was my future stolen from me
Look left
Look right
Everyone around you is surviving a fight
But who are we to know it?
I am no sideline announcer
Oh look at us go all our four left feet
Our hands our eyes may never meet
Clumsy as a jailbreak
Jealous as the dawn
I have too many things
To lay my head on
Everything everything all at once
All my greedy eyes have wanted
I have it now
Has sugar lost her sweet
Oh good it's only me
Meet the Jordan of self loathing
Here I am buzzer beater
Bruising my own ego
Where did I go wrong
I was never right
The pressure rising higher
Than previously recorded
But there I was
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Farewell Friend North Carolina
Farewell Friend is a North Carolina based folk rock band. Farewell Friend’s music is first and foremost an exploration of
poetry and narrative
Tom - singer, songwriter, guitar
Evan - upright bass, moog, rickenbacker
Caleb - violin and telecaster
Zac - drums
Featuring Kevan Chandler on harmonica and Galen Clark on mandolin.
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