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The Silent Years (Side A)

by Farewell Friend

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1.
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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
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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released February 2, 2024

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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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