1. |
Carrie's Dad
03:16
|
|||
|
I will try to remember
last year and how it went
in the order that it really happened in
I wouldn’t know where to begin
but I've memorized where it usually ends
With my face glued on some floor and my body outside my head
Who fell in love first and in which parking lot?
And what really happened to Carrie’s dad?
And am I on the Autobahn or back in a Greyhound?
It’s hard to tell
While we were at dinner today
I told you how strange I thought it was
that you don’t remember things in the order you want them to
Well, at least for me, they appear in the order that’s easiest to consume
|
||||
2. |
A Sky Without a Hole
03:01
|
|||
|
I still can’t see our relation to the ship
we threw off-course and that’s why, of course
I can’t tell why I feel weak in the knees
Is my heart feeling love?
Or is it feeling heart disease?
Colors that can only be seen overseas
A boy from Portugal who isn’t Portuguese
The times we got drunk on rosé with ease
and a love that didn’t know which side to please
Oh,
So, that’s the way it goes
I’ll find a sky without a hole
A new hobby to pursue
and a new TV show to get wasted to
So, that’s the way it goes
The time we had won’t come back but new time will grow
Burning skies and White Nights without sleep
The way the light touched your eyes off Venetian sea
So, that’s the way it goes
Nobody has a heart without some holes
but trying to fix them leads to no end
and that’s why I might go clubbing again
So, that’s the way it goes
but the keyword is “goes”, it goes, it goes
I still have so much I've yet to know
but, unlike last time, I’m a little less tired of letting things go
I spoke our names out loud to an empty street
and heard them bounce back for the first time without meaning
It took that moment to occur to me
We had fallen in love
but then we fell out
|
||||
3. |
In Weston
01:59
|
|||
|
Only in my dreams
have I seen you so recently
But talking about it is getting old
I have to fix what I've been told
Got lost on the way home
In Weston without a phone
Didn't matter, it was a no-reception-zone
I almost gave up 'til I found a tree that said
“Wait, I will tell you the truth
I might have to change, but stay with me for a while
Because I will not change you”
|
||||
4. |
Piece of Ivy
02:17
|
|||
|
Piece of ivy, why
Are you the one who's growing up in size?
Forget your life
Cut from your branch and placed onto the table in my room
Was that too soon?
I kinda like how you look from across the room
Growing roots
Oh, I find it slightly easing
how you can change your way of pleasing the different conditions you need
to keep your mind and body healthy
Oh, I empathize completely
'cos I've been ripped and put in a new place
With the same face
Piece of ivy, I
Can't tell which one of us was really
Cut through with a knife and placed into a jar with a new life
To redefine the space between the skin and water lines
Piece of ivy, I want to be like you and you be mine.
|
||||
5. |
Fenway Park
02:48
|
|||
|
Look at us
in the dark
Dancing queens
I can’t help but
think about the nights so stark
That I spent in Fenway park
With my dad
and his dad
Not alive
but burned on the underside of my seat
While the grand marquee
sang something sweet about
someone named Caroline
So what if that’s all we had?
We did all we could and that was that
I’m sure psychologists would like to assume
what it says about me
Why I’m here
With you
Dancing
In the dark
So look at us
and look at me
But don’t reach in
Don’t reach in me
But if you do, don’t tell me what’s inside
or why it’s there
‘Cos I don’t care
why I love you
I just do
|
||||
6. |
Huehuetenango, 1964
02:51
|
|||
|
“Our words have power” you said
while laughing but I disagree
We might be making a real change
or else I wouldn’t give my life away
Eyes off the road to feel me up
Crash into a tree, an abrupt stop
A flock of birds fly our way
I wonder who we really want to save
It might break
My heart and bones
but strength is what
I need to grow
Because if my brain
is filled with things
I can’t separate
from evil deeds
Then I don’t care
About my heart or bones
If that will lead me to
a place I can call home
Because that’s the thing—
I don’t have to know
I don’t want to know
if this is real or the color of my beliefs
in Huehuetenango
I see God in this bird
and I see God in your eyes
But just like the bird, and God, and us
I have to let you go and fly
I might stick it up to God
if I knew there was no price
and I could live life and not risk
My eternal paradise
|
||||
7. |
Independence Day
02:31
|
|||
|
An old world power just made a mistake
and someone wants to call it “Independence Day”
My week has not gone as I had planned
but sometimes you get a feeling that rips it out of your hands
Oh, I want to know
how much it takes to remember
The coldest night
The coldest night you felt warmth in December
The liquor stores that close early
are the only ones that are near
So I’ll have to resort to learning how to
re-draw the atmosphere
over the course of another year
As I walk past where we had our first date
It hurts to think that some will call this “Independence Day”
My impulsiveness made a mistake
and now I have a letter to send
But I don’t think there will be another chance
to sit outside with you watching other people dance
|
||||
8. |
||||
|
I thought I really killed him
when I re-arranged his insides
As a statement of well-being
so I could once again pick a side
But instead he just came back
and now it’s beautiful all over again
I woke up to find blood on my pillow
The air of springtime must have gotten to my head
I think this bookstore has a different layout
since the last time I was here
And I still haven’t finished this book I bought
from this store this time last year
So I don’t know how it ends
But I also don’t really care
I buy another book
because an ending isn’t as important as another love affair
This supposed recurrence
is too good at blurring time
It makes it hard to tell which part of me I should change
and which part of me is “au naturale”
But just like Heine or Nietzsche
and how we couldn’t see the bottom line
The way I kissed your hand
The way the ocean meets the sand
The way two nations fight
The way we cried through the night
The way an atom splits
The truth your mother left in the wind
Will all be up to repeat again
Yeah, so I thought I really killed him
when I pulled out my knife
But the wound keeps healing and re-appearing
because, apparently, it’s the recurring kind
|
||||
9. |
The Good We've Sewn
03:50
|
|||
|
I am beneath
Ocean blues and dancing cues
Stuck to the floor like glue
Inbetween what it might mean
to feel liberated and not free
‘Cos words accrue, they always do
and that was my mistake
I was entranced by the sound
Until I soon found
It dropped me off in the same place
But don’t tell me it wasn’t worth it
‘Cos if more candlelight will ruin my foresight
then I’ve gotta lose it
'Cos when I yelled out across time zones
I couldn’t really tell if the voice I heard was my own
Jake, you have to go outside!
And, at least, act your age!
You gotta get back into school and try to get some As!
And finally finish your degree!
And Jake!
You have to feed yourself!
At least twice a day!
You can’t forget that and pretend you’re saving all this cash
when your body feels like trash!
And Jake!
Sometimes it’s really fine!
to have a body-less night
pay for your meal as long as you
find a safe way home
Don’t hurt your mind and never think of him!
So Jake! you have to try your best
So when you ask yourself
if you’ve tried your best
you can, for once, say YES!
(Say!)
Don’t tell me it wasn’t worth it
‘Cos if more candlelight will ruin my foresight
Then I’ve gotta lose it
And don’t tell me it isn’t over
because the good we’ve sewn
has just let me know
that things will never be like they used to
'Cos you know that I’ll find you, I always do
Though that might seem quite strange
Because you’ve joined the lines
beneath my eyes
and those don’t change
no matter what I re-arrange
|
||||
10. |
Noise War
02:52
|
|||
|
The streets are draped with malice that’s recycled from a time
when I could not even promise if I would stay the night
There’s a phrase that’s runnin' through my head that I cannot implore
I realize that my heart hasn’t kissed this air before
And I realize my heart has never kissed this air before
I don’t think I have seen a day where the sun’s a better shade
But that’s because there’s no sun outside now the sky is grey
But the absence of an image allows me to fill in the holes
So I don’t think I have ever seen a sun so beautiful
No, I don’t think I have ever seen a sun so beautiful
Why can’t I understand that this door locks from the inside?
And if the outside rain can’t touch the floor then I don’t have to hide
What sounds like a noise war comes from a radio concrete
I see a crowd get frightened and run right across the street
I see a crowd get frightened and run right across the street
My face is draped with malice but it’s changed and now benign
I had to lose track of my place in time and God’s design
Which I never really believed or had ever accounted for
I realize that my heart has never kissed this air before
All I care about is my heart hasn’t kissed this air before
|
||||
11. |
Where I'll Fall Off
02:46
|
|||
12. |
||||
|
Bill, you were caught again
with your hands up in the sky
Wholeheartedly outside your head
but your body in the same bed
With the stain from your wedding day
The joy we never could re-create
If after all you’ve seen but never done you want to say your life is through
I'll just say that isn't true
Because, you know,
You can take it back for you
You can take it back from you
You can take it all for you
You can take it all for you
Because it’s just as bad as having no enemies
Bill, you look as scared to die as you were to live
I’m sorry we couldn’t speak to each other’s lack of sense or future tense
Bill, you look as scared to die as you were to live
Will you remember when we saw love?
Will you remember when we saw love in each other?
|
||||
Marlene Bellissimo Berlin, Germany
I'm a trans woman in Berlin with songs from a past life. More music coming soon🌸
Email me: marlene.bellissimo@gmail.com
If you like The Good We've Sewn, you may also like:
Thunder Follows The Light
by mutual benefit
On “Thunder Follows the Light,” Brooklyn’s Mutual Benefit takes a decidedly softer turn, using the harsh elements as bookends for songs about reaching for love and comfort.
go to album
Light Exchanges
by Sister Species
Chamber pop from Minneapolis filled out by golden three-part trumpet, with a lyrical approach both wry and tender.
go to album
Thin Lear's sophisticated rock music is tempered with soaring chamber pop accents and an undeniable gift for melody.
go to album
The seasonally titled album from the British alt-rock artist is the first project to be released under his own name.
go to album
The Woman You Want
by Eliza Shaddad
Haddad returns with cinematic soundscapes that include introspective folk, post-grunge, and indie-pop influences.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Nov 17, 2020
go to album
Another Place to Need
by A.O. Gerber
Moody, atmospheric songs where heavy atmosphere gathers around feathery vocals and shoegaze-ballad guitars.
go to album
