1. |
Can't Get Close
02:16
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Don't hold hands with a drownin' man
Or else you'll be married to the sea
And don't take a chance on a ramblin' man
Cause misery loves company
No you can't get too close
Without goin' under
It's a lie, it's a thorn in your side
No you can't get close to a ghost
Cause they're already gone
A lady of the night could make you feel alright
But she'll be gone in the mornin'
And a lady with a knack for losin' track
Could up and leave without warnin'
No you can't get too close
Without goin' under
It's a lie, it's a trap, don't look back
No you can't get close to a ghost
Cause they're already gone
[mouth trumpet solo]
No you can't get too close
Without goin' under
It's a lie, it's a thorn in your side
No you can't get close to a ghost
Cause they're already gone
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2. |
Hell's Bathroom Floor
02:47
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I've been drawn to you like a moth
To the flame
I've been drawn before but this time
Ain't the same
Here we are on Hell's bathroom floor
Does anything ever really feel like winning anymore?
Never met a man so sordid
Every drug and every love if he could afford it
Here we are on Hell's bathroom floor
Does anything ever really feel like winning anymore?
Here we are on Hell's bathroom floor
Does anything ever really feel like winning anymore?
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3. |
The Cage Song
02:40
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You think you're free
Until you try to live
And then you realize you're chained to the wall
You become terrified
Cause in your captor's eyes
You see a premonition that you're gonna fall
But a cage can feel like home
As long as you're not alone, alone
I tried to steal the key ring
While you were sleeping
But I made too much noise and you awoke
Then you came in mopin'
Left the door wide open
For a moment I thought that there might be hope
But then I remembered
That love's forever
I'm sure how the spell could ere be broke
Could ere be broke
Sometimes you'd come in breezy
Unchain me freely
But still I couldn't find the will to go
I'd tell you that I love
And you'd say it too
I'm laughing but I still don't get the joke
I tore a page from my own book
And I'm afraid to take a look
Cause I'm in this chapter
I love my captor
Some how the phone rings when it's off the hook
I think I need a rest
So I suggest
That you forget the chain
And instead just use the rope
But still the ties are binding
My mind's unwinding
I wish someone could tell me how to cope
But a cage can feel like home
As long as you're not alone
And the chains can set you free
When a prisoner is what you wish to be
But that's not me
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4. |
Temporary Thrills
01:52
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A simple well made grilled cheese in the morning
When the rain is falling softly on the window sill
A party with piñatas, you walk up and someone hands you a bat
And says swing, swing away
You're a hero for the day
Even if it's just a temporary thrill
In the boxes made of ticky tacky everybody looks so happy
I'm too big to fit inside so I collect them and sit them side by side
They really add something to the room
Even if it's just a quirky coping skill
A couple lazy daisies in the garden
No I wouldn't dare harm 'em
But I wish that they would grow a little faster
I'm getting tired of looking after them
Cause sometimes you get bored
Of the things that you live for
But try your best not to ignore
What you've still got going for you
Even if it's just a temporary thrill
A simple well made grilled cheese in the morning
A party with piñatas, you walk up and someone hands you a
Couple lazy daisies in the garden
In the boxes made of ticky tacky
It's okay not to be happy
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5. |
Not the Worst
03:02
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There's sauce upon the table
It's red, with meat inside
I think of how for me to eat this
Somethin' had to die
But I've made my bed and I'll lie in it
Or just lay in bed and try
To think of reasons why
I'm not a vegan
There's a box of old clothing and shoes I'll never wear
I just can't seem to let them go
If I need 'em I know they're there
Those shirts that band made
Those socks are handmade
And someone sewed those shoes
For 60 cents or less
I must confess
I really cannot lie
About all the reasons I
Don't need new clothing
There's a pile of empty water bottles in my car
I've got a few reusables but I don't know where they are
I do my best to reduce and reuse but I falter there
And it's not cause I don't care
I'm working on it
But I'd never steal fresh water to save some money
Knowing it could hurt living things
I'd never force children into labor
Mining coal for diamond rings
I'd never tell somebody what to do with their body
Or judge them for their choices
Separate people from their families
Silencing their voices
I'd never kill an innocent person who
Lives a life I know nothing about
Unless I was a cop or a corporation
Then I'd probably figure something out
I hate to be a bummer
To be negative, or curse
Hey I might not be perfect but
At least I'm not the worst
Hey I made my bed and I lied in it
I got out of bed and tried
Here's all the reasons why
I'm making changes
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6. |
Patrick Swayze
03:12
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You gotta go and I don't wanna tell you to leave
Cause I don't wanna be all alone, on my own
But I gotta, and I can, and I'm tryin'
But I just can't seem to let you go
One person tells me that I gotta move on
And the other one tells me I should do what I want
And honestly I gotta say
Sometimes I don't know which is which
And I wish that there was an easier way to feel when you feel
And I know that there isn't
And I guess that's why we all appreciate the present
I'm sad and you're sad, it's cloudy weather
The darkness seems to bring us together
I love you baby
You drive me crazy
You haunt me romantically
Like Patrick Swayze
I admit it's a tad exhibitionist
To sing out this laundry list of human feeling
When the damage is done
You'll tell everyone
That you never intended to do something wrong
You're merely a victim of your own mind
Well I know that's a lie
Cause I've seen you try
And I know you can do better than be the regretter
Who cries for yourself wishing you could forget her
I love you, I'm sorry
I don't know who said it more
Actually, probably you.
Now I'm digressing, this song is depressing
There are only so many ways of expressing
I love you baby
You drive me crazy
You haunt me romantically
Like Patrick Swayze
I admit it's a tad exhibitionist
To sing out this laundry list of human feeling
I simply cannot just shut you out
You're more to me than a face in the crowd
Oh, you make me feel so understood
Even if you weren't always good
I love you baby
You drive me crazy
You haunt me romantically
Like Patrick Swayze
I admit it's a tad exhibitionist
To sing out this laundry list of human feeling
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7. |
Apollonia
03:04
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Sometimes I feel weak when I show up where you are
And I know that you're there cause i can see your car
And it's hard not to feel like I'm stalking you
Standing alone there watching you from afar
Cause it's hard to approach you, with your brand new heart eyes
For somebody new
I think we both know who should feel more awkward
But alas when the past shows up sometimes you're just not ready
You're my Apollonia
So glad to know ya
Used to come sleep on my sofa
You like the music that I showed ya
And I forgive you for the stupid things
I'll never know what you were thinkin'
On the hill that night in Jersey
I slept in the car and you were up there
Brain was working so hard
I remember the Harlem River
Thrashing punk kids scarring livers
At the rushing Rockaway in Boonton
We almost took our clothes off
In retrospect I'm glad we didn't
Cause we would have been caught
And you're the kind of guy who never lies
Except for when you say nothing at all
And it always shows, at least I tell myself I know
Cause you're my Apollonia
So glad to know ya
Used to come sleep on my sofa
You like the music that I showed ya
And I forgive you for the stupid things
You ate a banana, in your boxers
On a bus in San Fransisco
I wasn't there in person, but I'll never forget the photo
Or the time you held me by the pile of burning things
And the trains went by
And in that moment there was only you and I
You're the millionaire to my po' boy
You're the Bonnie to my Clyde
My opposite in so many ways
And my reflection at other times
Sharing made a mess for both of us
But I always choose again to trust
Because love is crazy that way
And you're my Apollonia
So glad to know ya
Used to come sleep on my sofa
You like the music that I showed ya
And I forgive you for the stupid things
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8. |
The Dragon
03:19
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I can sit in the sun and feel nothing
The red of my skin never stings
They prick me with pins to see if I would notice
But I don't feel anything
But now as I sit with the candle
I see that the flame burns my skin
I freeze immediately
What's happening to me?
I must be feeling again...
And why should I try to kill what's inside?
The joy and the pain are what makes me alive
No, I won't bother chasing the dragon
Or running away from what hurts
Now tweezing my brow is much harder
The plucking and pinching, it bites
When I run away and fall
My God, I feel it all
And I run straight in to the knife
And why should I try to kill what's inside?
The joy and the pain are what makes me alive
No, I won't bother chasing the dragon
Or running away from what hurts
I admit that it's nice to feel romance when somebody holds me
Even if that means that some nights I'm gonna feel lonely
I've had gooey chocolate chip, sinful deliciousness
I've seen 1,001 golden sunsets
I never felt a thing and I know this is the start
Even if all I feel now is this broken heart
Why should I try to kill what's inside?
The joy and the pain
I'm alive! I'm alive!
Oh, I won't bother chasing the dragon
Or running away from myself
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9. |
Existence
03:35
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There's not a lot of things that I would do for money
There's not a lot of things that I would do for fame
There's really nothin' I'd redo if I could go back in time
Given the choice, I'd choose what's mine
Hey, I like men and I like women
And neither and in between
And there were times I felt a fear so much greater than my being
And I know there will be times where I'll feel it again
But given the choice, I'd be who I am
Sometimes I relive bad memories, or cry myself to sleep
And it might all seem to come form nowhere
The pain from when I couldn't speak
People I've loved and lost; family, lovers, pets, and friends
Given the choice, I'd see them again
Who can say where my life with take me now?
It's only 11:30
And I can't say I'd be surprised if you decided to do me dirty
But I can take a shot, cause I've been through a lot
And given the choice, I'd give you all I've got
Cause there are worse things than makin' mistakes
And there are worse things than friends that are fake
And there are worse things than tellin' a lie
For instance, what if I never existed?
At a time when you existed
And we never even know that we missed it
I'm so glad for our existence
When I look at the world around me, I see every little thing
I see your faces, I see your hearts, I wanna know your names
And I want you to know that I feel your pain
There's a million ways to live
And we all end up the same way when we die
So given the choice, I'd choose this life
Given the choice, I'd choose what's mine
Yeah, given the choice, I'd choose this life
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Carmel Liburdi Detroit, Michigan
Alt/indie /singer-songwriter from Detroit, MI.
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