1. |
Push Me Over
04:38
|
|||
|
I didn't mean to cause you hurt
but we bot know this wouldn't have worked
you wanted to raise a little old army with a big old house
on the little old prairie
and me I'm always tired
and I'm always high
and I'm always on the mend
I wanna sing out loud
away from the crowd
and say if instead of when
Laughing at an open wound
and spitting in the wind again
Im just asking if its coming soon
'cos this drought demands the rain
And I wished so hard that the past wouldn't come
and raise its rotten head
I'm not holding back
I'm just a-holding back
the tears from the things you said
so push me over
and laugh at me while i lay
then make me smile with a sad old tale
about the one who wouldn't stay
about the one that got away
I've already sung about the sirens
turning to silence
and captivating time
I'm not ready to start trying while the debris flying
at the scene of every crime
And I just cant bare
the constant stares
from the people I don't know
its not worse than losing and its not worth losing
those who's hearts in stone
Kick up the leave and leave me to punch
and pretend its something that i know
And the chance is luck
and you just chucked
salt into my eyes again
I don't need a friend
I need me to defend
myself when shit gets burnt
and its a crying shame at the end of the day
its what makes our tables turn
so push me over
and laugh at me while i lay
then make me smile with a sad old tale
about the one who wouldn't stay
about the one that got away
I can't see your face
through the rising smoke
that often fills this place
Then the Ice it melts
and we're crying for help
It's just a metaphor for how it breaks
And I'm running out of words
to describe how absurd
this has all become
I'm chasing that high
and I keep all of my
dreams with the rising suns
so push me over
and laugh at me while i lay
then make me smile with a sad old tale
about the one who wouldn't stay
about the one that got away
|
||||
2. |
Ivory Castle
03:31
|
|||
|
I had mind to get on a boat and sail
double time away from the crowds and trouble
If it's wavy, I'll get rowdy with a wordy riddle
and I'm reminded that,
I'm forever grateful
Thought about just kicking up the dust and running
this whole life's just polishing the rust, It's funny
Day's go by without even saying something
Lay so still, I'm forever grateful
Roll out
the jester and just make him juggle
his emotions in front of the eyes of worry
burnt feelings now they've set fire to the rubble
and once they've knocked down
The ivory castle......
A shot in the dark
oh, I hope I hit it
a lot's passed since the last moon did a visit
flown birds they flock, oh, it's been a minute
and I will find my way home
Signs read
with arrows in the wrong direction
crying out for a teacher just for a lesson
implying I'm just here for the golden treasure
but I will find my way home
Roll out
the jester and just make him juggle
his emotions in front of the eyes of worry
burnt feelings now they've set fire to the rubble
and once they've knocked down
The ivory castle......
If it wasn't for the village I'd be moving postcode
just before I tried pillage from those that I know
souls aching, no dancing for the time being
bones tire but I now know that I'm living
Hit my time, oh, I hope I can maintain it
putting pockets in a song so I know I made it
keeping dreams inside 'til a hole is broken
and they will fall out no doubt
Roll out
the jester and just make him juggle
his emotions in front of the eyes of worry
burnt feelings now they've set fire to the rubble
and once they've knocked down
The ivory castle......
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
Rip up
the poorly written letter and just move on
move out, burn down hopes
Turn off charm
all along its just a parade
turned up, burnt down,
smoke in my lungs
I sung 'til I broke and I'm broke now
hungry, tired and low
down is where I know
but its darker this time round
lonely and much more cold
Hold on for the ride is getting wavy
hop off, save yourself-
ish heart tries take the reign and the blame now
run out of time oh
dry your eyes away now
it's different but it's the same
in a unique way
it's a carbon copy of a once in a life time
story soaked in pain
Tell me something I already told you
trying out a smile
at the people and pretend I can see the horizon
kick down, punch out fires
burn a hole in my only shelter that I have now
waiting for that knock
on the castle door from the reaper in the black gown
telling me I owe more
|
||||
4. |
The Conclusion
04:14
|
|||
|
I 'ain't got the time
I 'ain't got the inclination
Two days one lie
One week for indignation
Three broken signs
My eyes need imagination
Shaded by the pines
Old days need restoration
Emotions getting old
set fire to any contact
only haf of what i told
really made an impact
Dreams brought and sold
Just a liar in a room been painted black
See the thoughts I hold
They're mine
I didn't sign no contract
That's the conclusion that I come to anyway
so Ill just say ill wait in line
I'll another life, maybe I wasn't so high
but I'll keep telling every body I'm fine
Save it up for a rainy day
but the rain only washes it away
walk around the block two times
and hope it tames and
doesn't bite today
We're just sitting on a rock
so why the fuck am I even bothered
Never noticed a lot
Until my senses had all been smothered
Never given it a shot
but filled the hole and I took for cover
Drawing something I'm not
a self portrait of another lover
I was holding out my hands
you were hoping I'd forget you
Hoping someone understands
that someone was someone I never knew
Doing everything I can
to never have two options left to choose
always hoping that I land
And paint that black room a lilac shade of blue
so push me over
and laugh at me while I lay
then make me smile with a sad old tale
about the one who wouldn't stay
about the one that got away
|
||||
5. |
||||
|
That's a whole lot of weight
that you're carrying around
that's a heck of a loud, loud noise
there's too many voices in this town
high hopes for the distant thoughts
high notes I never sang
hopes high for the lessons taught
tight ropes, no hope to land
I tried every seed there is
to grow a better rosary
I aimed every hit to miss
I blamed everyone but me
If there was a room for one
would I ask myself to leave?
Sit back to see what I'd done
then still tried to disagree
Take it as it comes
the rhythm's shallow
Help me cast some light
and move my shadow
Digging holes then run
from what I had, though
Fall into what I'd done
the rhythm's shallow
That's a whole lot of tears
instead, shed a light on it
It's true what they say, as years,
pass the paper rips
I found too many fears
once I'd sobered up
I wound like a coiled spring
until I opened up
See this old leather pouch
my mothers, mother owned
the emptiness inside
reminds me to carry on
Take it as it comes
the rhythm's shallow
Help me cast some light
and move my shadow
Digging holes then run
from what I had, though
Fall into what I'd done
the rhythm's shallow
|
||||
6. |
Missing Years
02:50
|
|||
|
Oh Dear
what became of us, dear
we succumbed to change, dear
days got further apart
We grew leaves
as well as apart,dear
bared fruit and new fears
new seeds
new starts
So hear me out,
I've got a story to tell you
oh, I've got excuses
I've run away from my heart
Push the buttn
that nobody wanted
move how they never expected
and cry in the face of a laugh
All we had to show for it was
missing years
It's dangerous
but just how I like it
like life on a shoe string
all tangled a frayed
Numbers,
just hinder the process
I'm done counting years now
and wishing I'd stayed
So I tiptoe,
round the age old question
love ost ain't a lesson
it's a game we played
Finders,
Keepers our emotions,
they're just signs and trophies
they keep the fire at bay
All we had to show for it was
missing years
|
||||
7. |
Burn Up
02:51
|
|||
|
I know I've gotta reach the top of the mountain
but I stole my energy to get my turn
The water's hot, that flows from the fountain
ain't got no thirst when the liquid burns
I see I've gotta get in the castle
but there's trouble getting past the motes of hell
I believed I could run a little faster
burst that bubble and ring that bell
So, burn up
the keys and the locks
and I burn up
the potions and the locks
then I burn up
what I know I'm not
and then I burn up
everything I got
solemn words for a hope and a prayer
but I don't pray 'cos my hands are tied
Bottom rung of lifes tall ladder
fill the emptiness with the tears I cried
Hold up a placard of words so wise
I'll admit my part in the downfall
roll up the carpet
not sure it's for my eyes
I'll stand in the middle of the midnight down poor
So, burn up
the keys and the locks
and then I burn up
the potions and the locks
then I burn up
what I know I'm not
and then I burn up
everything I got
I'm told I should try a little harder
but my focus slips as soon as I rise
Too cold not to show my cards
hocus pocus 'til the smoke and fire
my own enemy
still talk to myself
but not about who, what and how
psychotic tendencies,
ani't got no quick remedy
and I ain't mending me now
So, burn up
the keys and the locks
and I burn up
the potions and the locks
then I burn up
what I know I'm not
and then I burn up
everything I got
|
||||
8. |
Slightly Slower
04:08
|
|||
|
You laugh at my wounds
you made them flourish
boiling water for your heart to rest
Forever came too soon,
and that's what love is
we never ought to laid our wings in that nest
Tall tales read out loud for the choir
pushing boundaries in the name of hope
sign our lives over to the metaphor messier
wolves they hound me 'til the chains will choke
Never ridden such a rhythm
good riddance to the living I was given before
Going over, slightly slower
never known her to be this happy before
Make my way out
the sun is an illusion
no heat could burn us
or turn us round
fast forward to the new that
we have discovered
defeat that love,
cheats without making a sound
did I ever think the way that you did?
was the last page how you'd like?
was the weather ever too cold
for a fruit to flower?
and was it our rage that pushed in the knife
Never ridden such a rhythm
good riddance to the living I was given before
Going over, slightly slower
never known her to be this happy before
Couldn't give a fuck about brand new horizons
and I don't care about the way things were
See me push my luck
it's destined by that design
pressured not to share
not a lesson learnt
down tools and head for the nearest exit
ground to a halt but morale is high
place roots from a tree with no existence
face away from the mirrored image of life
Never ridden such a rhythm
good riddance to the living I was given before
Going over, slightly slower
never known her to be this happy before
|
||||
If you like mr barry spears, you may also like:
The Sleazy Mountain EP
by Grandpa Rufus
supported by 6 fans who also own “Alone On The Boat”
go to album
Matchstick Blues
by RollCageMary
supported by 5 fans who also own “Alone On The Boat”
This album feels like an old classic. Rollcage Mary captured the essence of Arklahoma into memorable melodies that are cozy and honor the roots he grew from.
go to album
Hold On
by Brooke allyce Huntsman
supported by 5 fans who also own “Alone On The Boat”
One of the purest voices I've come across
go to album
An album celebrating the serenity of the outdoors in constricting times from Night Porter, commissioned by Manchester Jazz Festival.
go to album
Sorry I'm So Sensitive
by Bea Stewart
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Mar 26, 2024
go to album
