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Coast Away
06:40
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Almost there, I'll be there soon
Take it past the afternoon
When we've made it what's been made?
When we die it's all in vain
Almost there
We think eternally, and it makes us stop moving
Satisfied vegetable
Roots drinking up all the Cherry Coke
They told me all about how the air felt in the room
Then waited till the next O'Clock
To tell me about its subtle changes
And I keep my eyes off of the clock so it will tick faster
Oh, what a relief
Now I can get back home and fall asleep
I kept my thoughts on your face and made you what I'm after
Oh, what an escape
But I never left I'm right where I was before
You picked up a dozen rocks and you broke all your mirrors
I thought it was a terrible waste
But I changed the topic so you wouldn't leave
We spoke a million words, and we didn't say anything
We went our separate ways,
And our tired smiles turned into frowns
And I keep my eyes off of the clock so it will tick faster
Oh, what a relief
Now I can get back home and fall asleep
I kept my thoughts on your face and made you what I'm after
Oh, what an escape
But I never left I'm right where I was before
Right where I was before
Well, I thought about the motivations
That keep me pushing through the obligations
Well, I coast away searching every day for flickers of happiness
Well, I knew a way to set it right
But I put it off till late at night
And I cling to the things that leave me dry and thirstier inside
I keep my eyes off of the clock so it will tick faster
Oh, what a relief
Now I can get back home and fall asleep
I kept my thoughts on your face and made you what I'm after
Oh, what an escape
Oh, what an escape
But I never left I'm right where I was before
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My face is red and I am crying
The neighbors think that I am dying
The sounds I make are very loud and shrill
I speak a line that's nearly nonsense
My friend, his eyes become incredulous
We burst again a violent serious of laughs
Let the joy soak in your bones
And feel alright
If only for the night
Don't miss the simple pleasures
While they last
Or regret it once they've past
Snug as a bug in a rug
I take a sip out of my tea mug
I smile cause it makes me feel like I'm British
I've got a head that's full of thoughts
and solitude to let them process
I walk outside and feel nostalgic as grey
The autumn sky is full of clouds
I watch intently as they pass by
He paints them brightly with the sun that He sets
They search, they long, they wait, anticipate
The moment's their's, and soon it dissipates
We're missing life that's right in front of our eyes
Let the joy soak in your bones
And feel alright
If only for the night
Don't miss the simple pleasures
While they last
Or regret it once they've past
You gotta hold them while they last
I felt a longing in my chest
Wanting more receiving less
Fall is my favorite season
My face is chilled
Warm in my light grey hoody
I'm content with air
I sat and thought of how she'd
look with the leaves in her hair
I couldn't help but smile
Candy corn so near
(My face is red and I am crying
The neighbors think that I am dying
The sounds I make are very loud and shrill
I speak a line that's nearly nonsense
My friend, his eyes become incredulous
We burst again a violent serious of laughs
The autumn sky is full of clouds
I watch intently as they pass by
He paints them brightly with the sun that He sets
They search, they long, they wait, anticipate
The moment's their's, and soon it dissipates
We're missing life that's right in front of our eyes)
Let the joy soak in your bones
And feel alright
If only for the night
Don't miss the simple pleasures
While they last
Or regret it once they've past
Wish we were together
Wish I never met her
Life would be much better
There they all go
Let the joy soak in your bones
And feel alright
If only for the night
Don't miss the simple pleasures
While they last
Or regret it once they've past
You gotta hold them while they last
I felt a longing in my chest
Wanting more receiving less
Here I wait, and it's in vain
Fulfilling feelings never came
(Would you look at what's in front of you)
Reason tells me what to do
But still I somehow think of you
(Would you look at what's in front of you)
(wish I never thought of you)
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3. |
Going to Sleep
01:48
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It's way too late
I walk out the door to procrastinate I
I'd like fresh air to breathe
I'd like some room to think
And I would
She's here then she's gone
Her fickleness is killing me I act like nothing's wrong I
I'm tempted to reveal
I decide to conceal
Probably smart
I'm vaguely upset
Consider putting cuss words in a song, but I chicken out
Gotta make my momma proud
Gotta make my momma proud
And she is
I think morbidly
Imagine one emerging from the dark and then just stabbing me
And then I'm dead I guess
Could not have lived for less
Or pretty much
It's way too too late
My eyes are getting droopy on my tired oily face I
I wipe it right on off
I wring that dampened cloth
And go to sleep
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4. |
Part of Me
05:15
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I miss you
When you aren't near
I picture you here with me
I see you
Your face all aglow
Sends beams that go straight to my heart
I'll hold on to you
And not let you go
I'll hold on to you
You are part of me now
A part I hate to be without
The smell of you
The smooth of your skin
Each memory prod in my mind
Yes memory
It's all I have for now
Not much, but with it I'll get by
I'll hold on to you
And not let you go
Oh, I'll hold on to you
You are part of me now
A part I hate to be without
And when I'm finally with you
My soul'l be overjoyed
I'll put my arms around you
Hold you tight and not let go
Oh
You are part of me now
A part I hate to be without
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5. |
Snow
06:54
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It's midnight
Put on your jacket
Leave your warm box
And step into a dark, dark cold
Feel the atmosphere
On your skin
Put your hands in your pockets
And step through a dark, dark cold
I'm in a parking lot
Watching as countless gems
Float to the ground
Before me
I fill my lungs
with cold air
Comb my hand throught my moist hair
and stare into an abysmal sky
Breathe in this moment
Breathe in this moment
Breathe in this moment
Breathe
Breathe
Intricate, delicate design
By an underated artist
Cuts beauty into each individual that falls
In a deep, endless sea
An art exhibit
Grander than the grandest by the greatest in the world
Priceless treasure here
Then gone forever
I'm in a parking lot
Watching as countless gems
Float to the ground
Before me
I fill my lungs
with cold air
Comb my hand throught my moist hair
and stare into an abysmal sky
Breathe in this moment
Breathe in this moment
Breathe in this moment
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe in this moment
Breathe in this moment
Breathe in this moment
Breathe
Breathe
I'm in a parking lot
Watching as countless gems
Float to the ground
Before me
I fill my lungs
with cold air
Comb my hand throught my moist hair
and stare into an abysmal sky
The clouds collapse bit by bit
The ground recieves precious grace
The world regains its purity
The clocks are stopped, the flakes they fall,
Yet so few witness what's beyond their doors
The beating heart of God
Woah oh
It's midnight
Put on your jacket
Leave your warm box
And step into a dark, dark cold
Feel the atmosphere
On your skin
Put your hands in your pockets
And step through a dark, dark cold
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Jon Driver Louisville, Kentucky
Songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, home recordist––Jon Driver writes eclectic folk songs with straightforward, conversational lyrics.
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