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Hey, how is living out there?
It ain't even living if you just don’t care
how are things on the coast?
It’s great except when its too much to hold.
how is living on the edge?
It ain't worth talking about because I ain’t even scared
How are things you love most?
It’s great but too hard to let go...
All these dreams I had
Pull me down like sinking sand
I wrote a story, had a hero
Didn’t plan the ending had a love
Then I burned it all down
In love, everyone’s a villain
I didn’t bother to work it out.
All these dreams I had
Make me feel it won’t last
Hey, how is living out loud?
It ain’t even loud if you drown it out
How are your folks?
It's Ok except I let them down
how is living in that place?
It’s ain't worth the money and not enough space
How are the things you enjoy?
the same but I’m waiting it out
All these dreams I had
Pull me down like sinking sand
I wrote a story, had a hero
Didn’t plan the ending, had your love
Then we burned it all down
In love, everyone’s a victim
We didn’t bother to work it out.
All these dreams I had
Make me feel it won’t last
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Ike
04:17
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If I can get home tonight
I’ll be just fine
I could pull off the road
Keep up my decline
I might wake up tomorrow
And be just fine
Or I might stop right here
Maybe stop all time.
Everyone who has said it
Has come to regret
When they built these roads
Is escape what they had in mind
40 to be my route from what I’ve become
through darkness and a storm
10 is long but bring me home
Without signals, breaks, or fully
chat with a border guard
Someone asked how I’m doing for once
Driving with faded memories of youth
Similar places with different crews
Repaired many broken pews
Wondering what has become of you
It hasn’t been that long
Only a few years?
Whatever it was I accept it
I just woke up and stopped searching
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Incinerator
03:34
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Living in sin
Well, Kid, Living is a sin
The same it has been
Living in this place
Is being frozen in time
Where we are easily replaced
Send it to the Sky
Send it through the Sun
Living on the margins
Well, Kid, Love is a margin
The same feeling
Will stay in place
Being frozen in time
When we are easily replaced
Send it to the Sky
Send it through the Sun
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4. |
July is Over
04:45
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So many people think love comes from God
How many feel it and it’s still not enough?
Built from dreams that are someone else's crashing down…
and people who hope they won’t see in town.
I wonder if I can try….
It’s a wonderful night
I want to survive.
It’s a wonderful night.
Only days until the flood runs to ground...
How many can hold out and how many drown?
My dreams are just screaming without sound.
to people who don’t want me around.
I wonder if I can try….
It’s a wonderful night
I want to survive.
It’s a wonderful night.
Is being a survivor the same as success?
Am I a good man if I don't fear my death?
These dreams are me running wild.
Away from people I love once I have their trust
I wonder if I can try….
I want to survive.
It’s a wonderful night.
It’s been a wonderful life.
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Envelope
05:00
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I was going to write you a letter
It would have just made you sad
The horse I rode in on died
And stopped me where I stand
It will stay with you from Medor to Maine
What can I do about it now?
I'm sorry but I didn't know it would go this fast
I'm sorry but I didn't know it would go this fast
Let’s assume the opening was strong
The middle had the finer points
I said all the things I should have said
It smelled how you remember
That my heart was in it
and exactly what need when you read it
I was going to write my intentions
But acceptance wasn't there
The place I'm in doesn't have any pens
Even so what could I write to make amends
My mind was riddled with fear and doubt
All I know now is to be without
I didn’t receive your letter
It still needs to be said.
The place you're in doesn’t start again
Whatever we planned is a dead end.
My heart will live forever in doubt
Stuck with what only I figure out
The words you would have said I needed to hear.
The smell of your letter could help me remember.
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Landscapes
02:40
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I didn't know you'd be here
I was here to see somebody else
Found myself in the corner
Maybe you pulled me in
I knew it was a desert
Or an ocean I suppose
it was the carrying voices
emptiness as it flows
This landscape I'm in
If this is it, is it over again
let the tides crash my ship,
decompression makes no sense
This landscape I'm in
Supportive, case statement where
let me fall where I spin
Harness enough to make a bend
I knew you'd be here
I was here to be somebody else
Found myself alone over there
Baby, you pulled me in
I knew you were my middle
Or the ending with that pose
It’s the way you carry the myth
the truth is all you know
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7. |
Do Not Tell
03:46
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Don’t tell em you ain’t from the city.
Good lord, don’t sound like that
Don’t ask for directions
Good luck, boy, and never come back.
I believe in you
Even if I don’t show you much.
If there’s one thing I know
You were always softer than me, but oh so tough
Don’t tell em where you’re from
For god’s sake, don’t tell em you ain’t wealthy.
They already know.
And no matter what, don't look back
I believe in you.
Even if you think I don’t, well maybe I don't
If there is one thing I stole from you
It’s the small things that keep a person whole
Don’t tell em that you love them
Because one day they won't love you anymore
Don’t you know you’ll have no control
Never ask for forgiveness, Nobody is worth that pain
I believed in you
Even if i cared, but I don't
Because if there is one thing I’ve given you
Is hands made to let everyone go
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8. |
Preservation Road
05:12
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Pull up the floors
Board up the doors
These walls are not the same to me.
Rip up the place
I've been given your face
But nobody is the same
or really home
On Preservation Road
On Preservation Road
Give up your dreams
Live within your means
This world feels the same to me
I ripped out my heart
put something else in its place
Nobody is the same
or really ever loved
On Preservation Road
On Preservation Road
Build up some steam
Be in the place you need
This lie is how I sleep
Are you who I thought?
I've held out so much hope
Nobody is the same
And you'll never really know
On Preservation Road
On Preservation Road
It’s not like I remember
And not like it will be
It isn’t how we remember
or what it means to me
On Preservation Road
On Preservation Road
On Preservation Road
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The Left Joins are the songs of Dewey Robbins and a revolving door of musicians, artists, and creative partners.
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