1. |
Somebody I Know
02:39
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There's somebody I know
and her name is moonlight
there's somebody I know
and her name is quiet
But when she blows her pipe organ
Oh I know I'll be alright
There's somebody I know
and her name is sorrow
There's somebody I know
and her name is might
and she might be my true lover
but she might never be mine
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2. |
Samuel
03:11
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Drive your truck round the corner
Mine some luck at the dollar store
All your life you were looking for a friend
Now your truck is racing round the bend
Mama's boy, Daddy's toy
didn't mean to start a fight
Selling blow, nowhere to go
find somewhere to spend the night
Samuel, Samuel
He was the oil man's boy
You were just looking for someone to keep you warm
Don't get pushed around don't get laughed out of town
Don't get pushed around
Now you're bout to knock him out
Mama's boy, Daddy's toy
didn't mean to start a fight
Selling blow, nowhere to go
find somewhere to spend the night
Samuel, Samuel
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3. |
Patrice
05:12
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I met myself last week
We walked and talked and smoked in the street
She tried to forget her friend
We talked and talked but still felt meek
Oh Patrice, don't you know it's getting colder
and the longer you let this drag out
What's mine is still mine
What's yours will transform
to the floor of the bathroom begging you to cry
I'd like to say a word
to the squirrel charming god of our mortal world
I missed you ever since
I miss the nights where we made sense
Oh Patrice, don't you know it's getting colder
and the longer you leave me strung out
What's mine is still mine
what's yours will transform
to the floor of the bathroom begging you to cry
Turning pagan
Still love god but your
heart is taken
with the calling of
The wind and stars and streets and cars
Sweat and blood the call that comes for all of us
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4. |
Jesus Christ
03:25
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Haven't ever stopped to sit and take a break to cry
Even when your loved ones leaned back
doped and softly die
Jesus Christ, Did I just rhyme cry with die?
Wish I didn't have to leave I'd spend the night
I'm so gangster, I'm so cool don't you dare
make me a fool for you
Bottled soda, Don't you know that
Saying it would end our time
Jesus Christ, I can't look at you tonight
Brush your skin against this shaking skin of mine
Jesus Christ, I can't look at you tonight
Brush your skin against this shaking skin of mine
Jesus Christ, shed a lot of tears tonight
I'm emotional in a way that is outright
Thank you for the flowers you put inside my head
I'm grateful that you always act as though your dead
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5. |
Not Today
04:05
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I'm not gonna lie
But I'm not gonna bring it up
Not today
I've got nothing to hide
But I'm hiding cause I got enough
To be taken away
Driving home at ninety miles an hour
I don't know what I'm going to say
On my own but still having to answer
To curfews and to pastors
To be a good disciple
I hurt you, I was spiteful
But I shouldn't have to live in fear
I'm wasting my time
Wasting my life
On expectations
I'm letting you down
But I can't reach the other rope
With you at my ankles
Can't drive home can't wait another hour
Got too stoned with nowhere to stay
Wish I had a scaffolding structure
Yeah I know I touch her
Yeah I know that there are verses
I know that I'm subversive
But I shouldn't have to live in fear
So open up your fists or open up your pockets
Yeah I think I got it but it'll be on my own terms
I'll get out
I'll abuse my temple
I will make you weep and be happier
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6. |
I Love You, Sun
01:00
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I love you, sun
I love you, earth
I love the people that make me feel like I don't have worth
I love you, sky
I love you, stars
I love the scars on my heart that I put there being dumb
There's no way out of pain
But surely there's something to be said
for not being dead
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Palm tree socks for the snow
Don’t know where I will go
Just wishing you would call me
Third night I slept on the couch
I still dream of your house
Cursing god in bed and hiding in your mother’s blouse
Push your name against mine
Push the needle in my spine
I’ve got you inside of me
Blood on her dirty black jeans
The music machine
Plays something that wears on me
My eyes to the floor
You leaning on the door
I forgot what it smelled like to be with you
Push your name against mine
Push the needle in my spine
I’ve got you inside
Driving back to the gate
Yeah I know I’ll be late
But I’ll stay cuz you’re inside of me
Drew me on each day
And washed me off at night
Thought I’d make you stay if I
Carved my skin with my knife
That was permanent
It was negligent
But I thought you were my wife
Now I’m feeling spent
Feeling I should go outside
Push your name against mine
Push the needle in my spine
I’ve got you inside
Driving back to the gate
Yeah I know I’ll be late
But I’ll stay cuz you’re inside of me
Drunk at the disco scene
Spinning round til I’m green
Waiting til I feel something
Caught sleeping in until three
You’re not sleeping with me
But my left hand betrays when you were with me
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8. |
Alice
03:51
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Firecrackers off late
Jumping in the freezing lake
Didn't think we'd last this long
Didn't think you'd act this way
Laughing in the pouring rain
Wishing someone'd say my name
Wasn't sposed to feel this way
Wasn't sposed to know this pain
But the sun came up and you took all that I had left
I was just a kid didn't know the dent that you had left, Alice
Trying not to look upset
Thinking bout your sillouette
Holding back my red eyes wet
How'd you do it Alice
But the sun came up and you took all that I had left
I was just a kid didn't know the dent that you had left, Alice
Typing in your screen name
Knowing that it's not the same
Typing it in anyways
Wishing that you'd gone away
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9. |
Devi, Author of Worlds
06:24
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I'm covered in the fog
Of the morning sea
I busheled up the sun
So my fog won't leave
I'm not what you thought I'd be
I'm not what I thought I'd be
A peacock in ancient tree
Two lovers standing in the street
There's something inside of me
That keeps me from being free
Is there still time for me to be
The person that I need
Come find me holding six guns
Like Devi I'm an author of
worlds where you see me and you cry
I'm wasting my whole life
Bloodshot eyes and physical dreams
Dark car rides and recipes
For nights that you shouldn't leave
For days that I didn't need
Stuck in an old rope swing
Creek, cliffside, and kerosene on the
Rope it's burning
My hope is learning
Is there still time for me to be
The person that I need
Come find me holding six guns
Like Devi I'm an author of
The worlds where you see me and you cry
I'm wasting my whole life
I’m wasting my whole life
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Luna, do you still love me?
Cause I do
I still look at the moon
And she tells me
I walk too quickly
Guess I'm used to
Chasing after you
And it's hard being here
It's hard that she is near
And that you're not
And that you love me
I wish you'd tell me
We went tripping
We laid our bodies in the grass
And we saw colors
We saw the remnants of the past
I held her hand
I hoped that I would be her plan
To cope with dying
To cope with always being sad
And it's hard being here
It's hard that she is near
And that you're not
And that you love me
I wish you'd tell me
Tell me that I am young
Tell me the liars haven't won
Tell me the zealots will get hung
Existings enough
Will you tell me
That it doesn't get better
But that that’s okay
And you kiss me
Will you tell me
That it will never get better
But that that's okay
And you hold me
The monarch greets us, with a mother's love
And the moon, comes up
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