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Cherokee
02:03
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And then enter you
You're pulling like the moon
And I'm sure that I don't know when
But I know now's too soon
I'm chasing down the bruise
I know you're getting older, but I...
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I know you're getting older
Nobody stays forever
But I wish you'd give me time to catch up
I wonder if when it's over
I'd find a way to better enjoy the view
Instead of running down the bluff
If life goes every way I want I'd still have to let you go
I would hang onto every moment. Keep tugging on the ropes
With you out on the other end telling me to make a home
Out of a house that I still have the keys to, but now I'm on my own
And what's that like? I think I'm too afraid to know
If I'm not happy while you're here, how will I feel when you're gone
When that line that you moved forward becomes a point you landed on
I could pull myself into a whole or scatter across your lawn
I could hoard the things you like or I could run
If life goes every way I want I'd still have to let you go
I would hang onto every moment. Keep tugging on the ropes
I know you're getting older. Early on it moved so slow
I know you're getting older
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Townhouse
02:32
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I saw you out front, the car still running
Your body fogging up the windows
You've been living life like you take everything from it
That doesn't make it easy seeing you go
It feels like we fall asleep and get up a million times and we don't care
Coming in close, laying on strands of my hair
Now I wake up at the same time every morning like you're still there
To the love I feel so bad about,
You're in the kitchen moving real slow
I see me running from an end in a figure eight
So you'll tell me new shit or tell me things I already know
It feels like we fall asleep and get up a million times and we don't care
Coming in close, laying on strands of my hair
Now I wake up at the same time every morning like you're still there
Now I wake up at the same time every morning and you're not there
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Laying On The Lawn
04:20
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25 - 31
05:19
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Hide under your bed with Christmas decorations
It's dark in my head and painted like the pavement
And everyone's aging whether I want them to or not
Yellow lines on the road, a new line on your face
Then I convince myself the past feels like a safe place to stay in
And everyone's changing, I'm stuck on the median
Just one more year
I'll change my meds
And we can start here
It feels like I've wasted time under the crest
While you watched from the pier
When I came up
I think I'd blacked out
Well Christmas is here
And I figure maybe I show up for once and see how it fits
And we could talk all about it
The 26th is your birthday, you're complaining again
How it's upstaged by Christmas
They're sick of tying ribbons
You're wrapping it up
I'm dragging it out
Instead of reeling the line in
There you were
TV up loud
Watch the ball drop
Count the years down
And if I would have known that was the last time we'd speak
I think I would have called you more, visited daily
And never missed holidays like I was too busy
I promise we were close that's not what it was
I guess nothing makes life real like death does
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Dog Days
04:34
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Something about the suburbs with your dog and mom and dad
Will have you thinking growing up and getting old won't be that bad
You've spent half your life with one girl
And she doesn't chase the cat no more
And her back legs are bad
Oh man, I want that feeling back
I remember shoes on in the house
And I remember crying when my mom was moving out
I remember wanting out of it
And learning there are some things that I can't just leave with
So long
No, no, no, no, no
If you'd come down and I could play your life out until the reel froze
I'd find the hurt in it
No
And my hell would move over and make space to swallow me whole
I turned, half asleep
And it was Griffin, Max, and me
And I'd spent most of 15 years
Fucking up and feeling lonely
The two of them packed up and got a place in the northeast
And my mom and my dog live by the beach
A decade and a half got away from me
This one's passing by
This one's off its feet
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