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Somebody get up and go and buy a bucket
Fill it with cold soap and water
Somebody, scrub your body clean with a sponge
Learn to be a better son or daughter.
Stop burning things with those guys in the street
And stop spilling drinks, and stop smoking weed,
And please stop coming home so late at night.
We've all seen better sons and daughters.
And I don't want to make a change.
Sometimes, sometimes I want to write on the walls
But I guess I don't really have much to say
Sometimes I want to claw out my eyes with a razor blade
Until I think of what my mom would have to say.
This week, I could be absolutely nothing,
Like a drop of water in a mostly-empty bottle
You forgot to throw away.
Tomorrow, maybe I'll feel like being something again.
But probably not
With the way I feel today.
We've all seen better sons and daughters.
And I don't want to make a change yet.
I could see my car going 90 on the highway
And then crashing into another car
I see glass shatter
Feel it rain on me
I can hear the people in the other car scream
I say "I'm sorry"
I could see my car going 90 on the highway
And then crashing into another car
I see blood splatter
Feel it rain on me
I can hear those people from the other car scream
I say "I'm sorry"
(I never meant to hurt anyone but myself)
But sorry doesn't cut it anymore
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Go Home
02:24
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It's Summertime and the weather's getting warmer
Then it was last month
I hear a sound, maybe a storm
Oh, that's seven rainy Saturdays in a row!
But we don't mind getting out feet wet, no, no.
And the rain cools down the pavement
We can go barefoot
And walk around at night
Please put your jacket on
It's windy out there tonight
Park the car, get out, say this, alright.
Hey, what's going on?
And everyone here is telling us to go home.
We're not going home
But everyone here is telling us to go home.
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Veil
03:57
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I can see it now
Standing on the edge
With blood on its skin and body
And pain in its head
I try to talk it down
Though it says go away
It says my words are a weapon
That will cause it great pain
And it says
Please, please don't hurt me.
But I would not hesitate, not hesitate
To go and buy I gun
If I thought that it might stop someone
From doing something dumb
And I'd fire each bullet I got
To try and save your life
I'd be sorry if it hurt you
But at least you'd be alright
And if something went wrong
And I couldn't save you
With all my wits and might
Then I'd never forget it.
Then I'd never forget.
I can hear it now
That voice inside my head
It's your voice, cracking like bones
Of someone long lost and dead.
You say your worry a lot
You worry every day
It says to forget about it,
Put the weapon away
And it says
Please, please don't hurt me.
But I would not hesitate, not hesitate
To go and buy I gun
If I thought that it might stop someone
From doing something dumb
And I'd fire each bullet I got
To try and save your life
I'd be sorry if it hurt you
But at least you'd be alright
And if something went wrong
And I couldn't save you
With all my wits and might
Then I'd never forget it.
Then I'd never forget.
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Meadowlark
02:07
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Carry the torch in the palm of your hand
Mark a path through the trees and light up this land
But the wind picks up and an ember falls loose
Suddenly you've lost all control, there's nothing you can do.
And when the wave hits
Nothing will keep you from falling off your feet
Yeah, I can feel the Earth move and the rain on my skin
But from the look in your eyes, I can tell where you've been
But you unlock the door
Lay your weary head down and say that you're not
Going outside anymore.
I thought I knew what my worst fears were
I knocked them down one by one
But I'm learning now you have no idea
What it means to be afraid until you love someone
And suddenly
The torch they once carried falls out of their hands
Yeah, I can feel the Earth move and the rain on my skin
But from the look in your eyes, I can tell where you've been
But you unlock the door
Lay your weary head down and say that you're not
Going outside anymore.
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Happiness
05:19
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The last breath of Summer escaped your lungs two weeks ago
Now the leaves are changing color
It's mid-September and the sun goes down by 7 now
But I don't think that matters.
Because we're all here today
Sitting downstairs on the couch
Sometimes just sitting
But maybe trying to find something cool to do
Sneaking around, crawling home.
This feeling is fleeting, but it's real
And it's amazing
Amazing as your hair shines in the sunlight
Or your eyes glow in the moon
Or your hands shake as you hold onto this passing afternoon
And as you pass the bottle
Or pass the ball
Passing time with me
I can forget about those
Silly things that keep us from feeling free
And we can be happy.
The sun's an awesome thing
This is where my youth took place
You open the pearly gates
I can feel blood rush to my face
I can feel blood in my body.
This feeling is fleeting, but it's real
And it's amazing
Amazing as your hair shines in the sunlight
Or your eyes glow in the moon
Or your hands shake as you hold onto this passing afternoon
And as you pass the bottle
Or pass the ball
Passing time with me
I can forget about those
Silly things that keep us from feeling free
And we can be happy.
This feeling is fleeting.
You can't stay here.
(You can't, you can't, you can't, you...)
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Basement
04:16
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In a musty room, eyelids heavy and
The smell of mold under the couch
And in my hand
A single word, oh no, a single syllable
Coursing through my veins
The sound of letting go.
In a coffee cup, in a paper bag
The smell of something sour
You run away like tag
But I will follow you
Until my lungs deflate
Like wooden splinters
We're swapping love for hate.
I'm not tired. I'm afraid.
But I'm trying really hard to stay awake.
In my basement, you ask what I'm writing
Turn the page over, but I can see you trying
To look over it
And my heart it pounds
When you stand so close
I can hear the sound.
I'm not tired. I'm awake.
Or I'm trying really hard to stay awake.
I'm trying, I'm trying
Not to make a mistake again.
But I'm still in love, and I can't shut myself up
Or act the way I should.
And I don't want to freak out my friends,
I freak out my friends,
I freak out my friends,
And then throw my breath about
Everything I am and ever was:
Nothing.
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Night
03:47
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Early rise
Before dawn
Mist forming a cloud under to moon
Sleep might come
Won't stay
But the sun should be up soon
Anyway.
So grab your sneakers and head for the door
Walk to the overpass
See the cars drive by like a thousand times before.
And breath.
Breath easy.
Because you will feel better again soon.
Late to bed
Sun down
Scared that the dark might hide
All of the light at the end of the tunnel.
Grip the fence,
The bridge.
Cold, dull, and metal.
Stand on the ground.
Quiet.
Feel the wind rush over your skin
Feel the weight of the place you're standing in
And breath.
Breath easy.
Because you will feel better again soon.
And breath.
Breath easy.
Because you will feel better again soon.
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Maggie Del Re Worcester, Massachusetts
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