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Pallbearer
03:03
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I told you to take off those dirty boots
right before I cut you loose
to roam around in my hear
but you kept them laced up tight
and you got me thinking twice
about the times when we were wasted
and now there's dancing on your skull
And I'm sweeping up the dirt that you have knocked off of your souls
for brief respite and better ways to feel at home
And now I'm picking up your bones
And I swear I heard you scream
when you got down in real deep
although I couldn't blame you
cause there are thoughts hid up in there
that are not meant to be shared
I tried but I can't explain it
cause you're the source, the explanation why
you couldn't feel the love
we tried to make it tough but you were tied up at the arm
for brief respites and better ways to feel at home
and now I'm picking up your bones
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2. |
bunker blues
05:33
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I ain't goin' outside today
I ain't goin' out
I've been told by the news it's the least I could do so I'll take these bunker blues for now
and work 'em on out
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3. |
Lost Dogs
04:30
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I've been shut down
made to sleep on the couch
for being earnest and loud
too often running my mouth
I swear I tried to come home early but sometimes I just don't know how
Try as I might, I still can't find the answer in the bottom of these bottomless rounds
but there's got to be good times to be had
and I won't stop until I've had my share.
So now I'm stuck left with just the thoughts in my head of her hands
wrapped around my sides with my chest used as a rest for her head
good were the deeds
but her words so unkind
she took the lord's name in vain
hit me with fury and spite
I said "I'm sorry- you know I love you but would it kill you just to be polite?"
Sincere her reply- said "boy that smile could kill me, but it ain't gonna fool me twice"
now I can see we're at the end of the line
I didn't realize too late was a time
and now I'm stuck left with just the thoughts of her head in my hands
right before I shook too hard forgot to cup the back of the neck
Intentions beguiled-
I'd never hurt nobody, does it count if I didn't try?
the answer will lie
between the rumors and whispers and the visions in the back of my mind
now I can see I'm at the end of my line
I guess I lost control when I squeezed too tight
and now I'm stuck left without a second guess
or another chance to quiet this ringing in my head
so I try to keep alive the memory I have of her bare hands
wrapped around my sides with my chest used as a rest for her head.
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4. |
permeable
05:25
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I've got a confession
a confession to make
I was in your apartment
you were fast asleep
I climbed through your window
I walked through your wall
Hell your door was open
so I came through the hall
whichever way you prefer-
I was there
Your new decorations
are hung photographs
of places I've never been
People that I've never met
they're smiling at me
I smile right back
try to introduce myself
but I know that those ears are deaf
so here's to all that's left.
here's to nothing at all
well I tried my hand
at some new resolutions
but it's not me,
or my mind's colluded
I could shave my hair
cut my face
but it does nothing- i knew it never would
I turned on your desk lamp
I went through your drawers
searching for evidence
that once i was yours
an old invitation
a lovers request
i remember going out-
but i don't recall coming back.
so here's to all that's left.
here's to nothing at all
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5. |
Regular Storms
04:51
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Hold me down
and get me back into your arms
cause I've been out
and raging up a regular storm
screaming at the top of my lungs
begging for myself to shut up
just before I loose my control
I think there's got to be a better way to give up
but I still sing the same old song
and I try to drive my point home
that I'm never coming down-
but if you want to- do just what you got to
I won't say you never told me so
Hold me down
and get me back into your arms
cause I've been hanging out
and raging up a regular storm
flailing with my legs and my arms
breaking bottles tripping alarms
just before I drown in self doubt
I think there's got to be a better way to find out
if we all connect at the core-
and we're tugging on our strings to feel more;
just searching for some light from the source to make it all go away- this joy, this beautiful pain, these nights that turn into days where I never closed my eyes.
Hold me down. Get me back into your arms.
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6. |
L'chaim
04:33
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To life! to indiscriminate future-
a vanish point,
a race from the start.
two lines, one widened space, and a viewer-
Who know’s why they began,
All Hail! X Marks the spot!
but it’s either too light
or it’s too late;
or it’s not mine;
or it wouldn’t take.
the timing’s too tight,
and there’s no breaks.
No re-try
no mistake.
If we make it just- right?
we could be safe
instead we’re giving up our chance to pass it on and and it feels like we’re giving it all away
This place was all of ours before we dug the ground
now we’re giving it all away
The problem being not everything can be replaced, there won’t just be another chance, once we’ve given it all away
New life, new clear and distant future
A shape that grows to form'
An energy that’s pure.
Realize- essence demands it’s scripture;
A downgrade to the word.
Behold the deed is done.
now it’s too late,
and too light,
the choice has been made,
the door’s been shut behind
and it’s not safe
unless we all try;
there’s too much at play
stakes are too high.
where there once was a choice
now there’s a straight line
where we’re passing on our chance to pass it on-feels like we’re giving it all away
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7. |
Red Balloon
03:25
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My Red, My Red, My Red Balloon!
I want to fly away with you
My Red, My Red, My Red Balloon!
I want to fly away with you
Build a basket
and attach it with some glue
Fly away
to some place over the moon
See the world
from a different point of view
Just me up there in the air
with my Red Balloon
My Blue, My Blue, My Blue Suede Shoes!
I want to dance around in you
My Blue, My Blue, My Blue Suede Shoes!
I want to dance around in you
Loop the laces
grab the tips, and pull them through
Dance the two step
or the Cha-Cha or skip to my lou
I'm tapping my toes to the beat
in my Blue Suede Shoes
Yellow, Yellow, Yellow Kazoo!
I want to buzz away with you
Yellow, Yellow, Yellow Kazoo!
I want to buzz away with you
Pick a melody
and hum it out of tune
the same old song now
to put you back in the same old mood
sing along now
sing Yodel-lay-ee-hoo
I'm buzzing away all my days
with my Yellow Kazoo
My Red, My Red, My Red Balloon!
I want to fly away with you
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Bennington Brooklyn, New York
Geoff Bennington lives in Brooklyn and makes Psychedelic Americana music with raspy vocals.
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