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(Are you feeling better yet?)
In summary of the last several times we did this,
I’d been a little upset and nervous,
but I think things are looking up.
A lot of stuff happened and it’s pretty hard to summarize.
Had a lot to accept and a lot I had to realize.
Long story short, I’ve remembered what I liked about love.
Walking around with joy in your heart
is something I’d forgotten.
Turns out sometimes the things you’d thought you’d lost
just need to be sought again.
In remembrance of the last several years,
I’ve held on to several brand new fears, and
I’d be remiss if I said everything was perfect.
It got really bad, it got really fucking hard.
Had a weight on my back that I carried pretty far.
But coming out on the other side, I guess I think it was worth it.
‘Cause walking around with love in your heart
can make the past seem so small.
Turns out having something to smile about
makes you feel like you’ve got it all.
(‘Cause you’ve GOT it all.)
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I don’t want to talk about the bad things.
I’ve done that enough; I want something new.
I just want to sing with you forever.
Forever’s not long enough to be with you.
I don’t want to hang around in darkness.
I’ve done that enough, it just won’t do.
I just want to hold your hand forever.
Forever’s not long enough to be with you.
I don’t want to spend my life in quicksand.
I’ve been stuck long enough, I’m breaking through.
I just want to drown in you forever.
Forever’s not long enough to be with you.
Forever’s not long enough to be with you.
Forever’s not long enough to be with you.
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2. |
You and You Alone
05:43
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You
and you
alone
are all
I want
and you
alone
are all.
Hands raised,
I surrender.
Unfazed,
you bid me enter.
You… (etc.)
I fall at your feet.
You saw the worst of me
and found the best in me.
I’ve been in this place before.
I’m crawling back again.
I know I’ve seen your face before.
I know I’ve been your friend.
Some things never end.
You… (etc.)
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3. |
All My Days
01:47
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I’ll give you all my days.
I’ll give you all my days.
Whatever I may say. / Whatever else I say.
(I say a lot.)
I’ll give you all my days.
Took a while to get here, didn’t it?
There’s so much time we missed.
I’ll give you every last second I have left.
I’ll give you every kiss.
I’ll give you all my days. (Etc.)
Who could’ve guessed it?
Who could’ve planned?
But now that’s it happened–at long last–
I think I understand–I see the whole plan, so…
I’ll give you all my days… (Etc.)
Solo
I’ll give you all my days. (Etc)
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4. |
Repass (for Jon)
04:40
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We sit here
finding things to laugh about.
Friends and family–
all the people we can’t live without.
Scratching off the numbers
and missing you.
Telling all the stories
and missing you.
The world outside is quiet.
No one to ruin our day.
“Treat everyone as you would want to be…”
That’s such a "you" thing to say.
Measuring reactions
and missing you.
Random acts of kindness
and missing you.
Tell the person behind me
that this one’s on me.
I know I’m not always wrong or right.
I just see things how I see.
And all I can see right now
is that I’m missing you.
I’ve got all these Bits & Pieces,
but I’m missing you.
I'm missing you.
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5. |
Afraid
03:32
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I just want to see you again.
I don’t know how to say that
in a way that won’t sound like
I’m in this thing farther
than you, as I am,
but I just want to see you again.
I sometimes think I should just call.
I get tired of the texting
and pressing like on the walls
where the words you write
could be for me or for all...
Would you pick up the phone if I call?
I’m afraid that I’ll fall too fast.
I’m afraid of lessons
I’ve learned from my past.
I’m afraid of the look
I can imagine on your face.
I’m afraid you don’t want to be chased.
Would you like to meet up for a drink?
It doesn’t matter when
or where, I just think
I’ll need to hold onto something
everytime that you blink,
if you’d like to meet up for a drink.
Or would you like to come over sometime?
We could watch British comedies
and talk about the way that we
both seem to laugh
at all the same punchlines,
if you’d like to come over sometime.
I’m afraid I’ve already fallen deep.
But I’m afraid to take the next leap.
So I’m afraid I might miss out
on what was meant to be.
I’m afraid I might need
you to be braver than me.
Would you like to show up in my songs?
I can only wait so long
without coming on too strong
and recording these words
that keep coming out wrong,
if you don’t want to be in my songs.
But I hope that you will sing with me.
What if the song is beautiful?
What if the song is sweet?
What if the song’s the song that we
were both meant to sing?
Would you sing along with me?
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6. |
You're Weird
04:28
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You’re pretty damn weird
and that’s sorta what I like.
You’re pretty damn weird.
I think about you all the time.
And you’re pretty damn weird,
but that’s sorta what I like.
You’re pretty damn weird.
You’re really just my kind.
You come in and you leave.
No concept of time.
I miss you when you’re gone,
but when you’re here, it’s fine.
And you’re pretty damn weird,
but that’s sorta what I like.
You’re pretty damn weird.
I think about you all the time.
And you’re pretty damn weird,
but that’s kinda what I like.
You’re pretty damn weird.
You’re really just my kind.
I don’t know where you’re going,
but I know I have to stay.
And I know you’re coming home soon,
and everything will be okay.
But you’re pretty damn weird
and that’s sorta what I like.
You’re pretty damn weird.
I think about you all the time.
And you’re pretty damn weird,
but that’s sorta what I like.
You’re pretty damn weird.
So you’re really just my kind.
All I want is to be with you…
…to fall asleep resting in your arms.
All I want is to be with you…
…to be at your feet;
you keep me safe from harm.
All I want is to be with you.
But you’re pretty damn weird
and that’s sorta what I like.
You’re pretty damn weird.
I think about you all the time.
And you’re pretty damn weird
but that’s sorta what I like.
You’re pretty damn weird.
That sorta makes you mine.
That sorta makes you mine.
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7. |
Forever Home
04:46
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It started out with wanting you.
It turned into needing you.
Pretty soon I was dreaming of you.
And here you are.
I’d been looking for you.
Started working for you.
Now I simply adore you.
‘Cause here you are.
Welcome home.
Infatuated with you,
I waited for you.
Even prayed over you.
And here you are.
I’d pay any cost for you;
to fall asleep beneath you.
Turns out my heart, it beats for you.
And here you are.
Welcome home.
Before you came,
I was content to live alone.
Who rescued who?
You rescued me from all I’d known.
So when you see me smile at you,
I hope you know you are
forever home.
Just look at you!
Baby, just look at you!
Sweetheart, just look at you!
Here you are.
Soft but dangerous.
We were strangers, but,
now nothing can end this love.
‘Cause here you are.
Welcome home.
Before you came,
I was content to live alone.
Who rescued who?
You rescued me from all I’d known.
So when you see me smile at you,
I hope you know you are
forever home.
Welcome home.
You are my home.
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8. |
The High Road
04:31
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I really could’ve called more.
But maybe so could you.
I was looking for a reason.
But the reason should have been you.
So much for the high road.
It doesn’t mean a lot when someone’s gone.
So much for the high road.
In the end, it’s the journey that lives on.
I really should’ve stopped in.
But I wasn’t sure you were waiting for me.
I really should’ve found out.
I wonder if you’re still waiting for me.
So much for the high road… (etc.)
Being “right” doesn’t matter
when everything ends up feeling wrong.
Being wrong is what sticks with you
even if you were right all along.
I wish I could turn back the time.
Solo
So much for the high road… (etc.)
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9. |
Though You Disappear
05:36
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As you turn to leave here
and travel where you may,
don’t forget we’ll miss you
and we wanted you to stay.
Know that where you’re going,
you do not go alone.
Your sisters there will meet you.
The belles have all gone home.
As this era/journey/moment ends
and a new one begins,
we’ll try to make you proud | it will never be the same | we’ll try to do you right.
Though you disappear,
you’ll always be right here
as long as we’re around | we will speak you name | we will shine your light.
I’ll miss the games and joking
and car rides into town.
I’ll miss the home and family.
May faith never let us down.
Dust returns to dust again.
That’s the way it has to be.
I will bear your witness
and someone else will bear mine after me.
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10. |
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I said something stupid.
It wasn’t supposed to be stupid.
That’s how stupid things work.
Thought I was being funny
but you weren’t laughing.
Sometimes stupid jokes hurt.
You only
hurt the
ones you love.
I said something thoughtless.
I should’ve thought about it.
I think about it all the time now.
I said something stupid,
‘cause my mouth was open,
and that’s just the sound that comes out.
You only
hurt the
ones you love.
It’s not that you heard it.
It’s that I said it.
You’ll forgive and forget it.
I won’t forget.
It’s not that you heard it.
It’s that I regret it.
I know you won’t let it
but it could’ve torn us apart.
I said something stupid.
It wasn’t supposed to be stupid.
And it’s likely to happen again.
I won’t mean it
and I’ll live to regret it.
Heaven knows where or when.
You only
hurt the
ones you love.
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11. |
Chekhov's Rights
03:39
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Getting right to the fact,
there’s a problem with the third act.
Too many people are firing a gun.
There’s something funny with the makeup.
The scenery’s all chewed up.
Let’s check-off a few things we haven’t done.
This could be a great show
if we let a few subplots go.
There’s that whole thing with the funding.
The pocket’s full, but the hand is out.
This could have been perfect
but the fat cats made it worthless.
We lost the plot to the business.
Does anyone remember what it’s about?
Seeing right through the smoke
the cast doesn’t get the jokes.
They don’t know why the audience is laughing at them.
They got used to the same script.
They’ve forgotten why they read for it.
We should take this production back, my friends.
‘Cause this could be a great show
if we let a few darlings go.
There’s that whole thing with the funding.
The pocket’s full, but the hand is out.
This could have been perfect
but the fat cats made it worthless.
We lost the plot to the business.
Does anyone remember what it’s about?
Does anyone know what it’s all about?
To use a simpler metaphor,
America’s a broken door.
No one can get in or out alive.
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12. |
Indelible
06:37
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It’s been a while
since we’ve done business.
It’s been a while.
Y’know I’ve kinda missed this.
When we last spoke,
it felt like a joke;
just waiting for you
to read the punchline.
When last we talked,
I said I’d walk
if you failed to meet
my demands on time.
So how do we fix this now?
I’m waiting.
I hope you hear me.
‘Cause I’m tired…
I’m tired of fighting you.
I’m tired…
I’m tired of denying you.
I’d like to think
there’s indelible ink;
signed and sealed,
if not delivered.
I’d like to think
there’s fresh water still to drink
and you didn’t break me down to
leave me on this river for good.
So how do we fix this now?
I’m asking.
I hope you hear me.
If you open up the door,
I’m running through for sure.
It’d cost you almost nothing.
It’s always been your move,
but if it’s mine to choose,
I’d like to get back to simply loving you.
So how do we fix this now?
I’m listening.
I hope you hear me.
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Derek Brink St Louis, Missouri
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