1. |
Devolving
02:56
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Walk this path of words, with trees that know your name.
There's no breathe unknown, there's no cross unturned.
My feet have kinks [I'm devolving right before your eyes]
My teeth have cracks [I'm devolving right before your eyes]
My god is made of paint [I'm devolving right before your eyes]
My heart controls my brain [I'm devolving right before your eyes]
And I don't... know.. their name [before your eyes]
Float on floods so deep, don't speak of whats beneath.
Your faults are only test, deny the beast that's left.
My feet have kinks [I'm devolving right before your eyes]
My teeth have cracks [I'm devolving right before your eyes]
My god is made of paint [I'm devolving right before your eyes]
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2. |
Tides
03:32
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You make think that you only deserve
What they divvy out, what they say you're worth.
Well let me be the first to say there's nothing you've lost,
That you haven't rebuilt and been better off.
Yeah we're better off, when we're at a loss of more than words.
Though we've had to work much harder than most,
Anyone else would have given up the ghost.
Now you stand taller than the waves as they crash.
I'm watching as soil gets turned into sand.
Yeah I'll be just fine, with your hand in mine.
Go ahead and let the tides change.
I've always been scared of water that is deep.
But I'll spend my life running from things I can't see.
And if you grabbed a light... and kept me in sight...
I think I'd be fine.
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3. |
Bastard
04:24
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I've worn a noose and a necklace
I'm the bastard son of peasants
No one will remember me.
I've got more balls than patience.
I've concluded I am ageless
So I never have to learn a damn thing.
[now I've got one foot in a grave, and as the dirt piles on I start to sing]
Let me go. I'm not yours no more.
No more than you are kind.
If i enlist some pride to change my mind
Just promise that you'll let me leave.
This school of shame that I've matriculated at
Keeps much more than it gives.
and though my eyes swing from blue and to green
Please remember me however you wish.
[now I've got one foot in a stream, as the water rises I start to sing]
Let me go. I'm not yours no more.
No more than you are kind.
If i enlist some pride to change my mind
Just promise that you'll let me leave.
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4. |
Hounds
04:40
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Call off the hounds
for they've found
everything I wanted to stay kept
I'm bleeding out, oh and I'm bound
to nothing I wanted to be shed but I'm...
But when that mouth opens up to speak
with 6 long years lodged between its teeth
and it barks and spits whatever it can sink
well the one thing it won't say is, "I'm sorry"
and that's all that matters to me
Call off the search
Because I'm hurt
and I'm picking up the pieces as they fall
weighed out in dirt, what I'm worth
and 6 feet ain't that far down to fall
But when that mouth opens up to speak
with 6 long years lodged between its teeth
and it barks and spits whatever it can sink
well the one thing it won't say is, "I'm sorry"
and that's all that matters to me
So when they hand reaches out to feel
with my heart and soul underneath its nails..
and it shakes and steals whatever it can feel
well the one thing it won't say is, "I'm sorry"
and thats all that matters to me... to me.
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5. |
Benighted
05:00
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I'm false and I'm forged
I've lost all that I came here for
I'm laced with oak and ivy veins
I'm a child with so much at stake
I'm a plain and forgettable face
I'm to blame for all of my mistakes
I've played my role so well
that you gave, all that you had to tell
I need a mother and lover kind
to save what's left of my soul's insides
so scrape all my benighted heart
in a tray to show me what I've become
watch over me while I try to sleep
in this bed that I've laid that never feels made at all..
and when I toss and turn, don't think I've learned. I'm still the same, Don't think that I've changed at all.
but you left me better than I was.
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6. |
Cold
02:00
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Come on over darling.
I’ve got a few trap doors that I can spring.
And if it all goes up in flames,
Then at least I won’t be cold
Whether I’m charming or not,
You’ll stay all the same.
I’ll give you so many reasons to go
along with the blame.
Cuz if it all goes up in flames
then at least I won’t be cold.
Come on over darling.
I’ve got a few trap doors I can spring.
If it all goes up in flames,
Then at least I won’t be cold
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7. |
Damned
03:11
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I'd be damned if I ever turned a cheek
to an angel's voice calling me
I never needed no sanctity
Cuz my mama taught me to do the right thing
I'd be damned if I ever stood at ease
As water flowed out the check I keep
And as I shoveled dirt in the awful heat
My daddy taught me to do the right thing
Oh and how I'm fiending now
for any moment of life without
oh and I've been reaching out
I was clutching tight but I'm falling now
And i hope to god that this makes you proud
Cuz I've said my peace and I'm laying down
Oh and how I'm fiending now
For any moment of life without
This feeling of shame and grief
but my mama taught me to do the right thing
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8. |
Name
03:08
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For a small time
You were mine
And though you deserve more
i pray you feel fine
But if you think my name
I pray that you find
A way to get home
And though we regret more
What we haven't kept
But I've got this old floor
That I've hardly swept
But if i scream your name
With trumpets on high
Will my walls fall down?
Then I gripped on your arm..
and you held on too
Well that's love
Or what we knew..
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9. |
Unwell
02:27
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You, you're out of wine.
And I'm, I'm out of twine.
What's held, held us so well.
Is keeping my breathe, I'm unwell.
What's held, held us so well.
Is breaking us apart now, we're unwell.
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10. |
Lights
03:50
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I hope those city lights
are keeping you warm.
Because they’re all that you'll have
to hold anymore.
Am I someone you love?
Or just someone you knew?
The subtlety was there
each time you withdrew.
And if I never love again,
tell all our friends
“that though we loved,
we lost, and it wasn’t enough in the end.”
I hope that thorn in your side
is all you can feel.
Because I tried to death
to earn some appeal.
Am I something you want?
Or just something you’ve had?
Cuz the line that you’ve crossed,
won’t let you come back.
And if I never love again,
tell all our friends
“that though we loved,
we lost, and it wasn’t enough in the end.”
And I’ll bring her inside
it’s the least I can do.
I’ll tell her my side,
embellish the truth.
And I’ll bring her to life
it’s the most I can do.
But she’s nothing to me,
like I’m nothing to you anymore.
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11. |
Love
04:25
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Praise St. Joseph, he has a way,
of kicking dust off of our favorite days.
I tried so hard, to find a place,
To lay my head down, and find my age.
I was grown in the mountains,
Where I was pushed out of touch.
I was pulled to the ocean,
Where I learned how to love.
Now I have laughter, in my soul.
Where you’ve planted, all new soil.
I feel stronger, when you’re near.
I feel my heart grow, its all I hear.
But if my love, becomes too much,
and you can’t take any more.
Then I’ll cut the rope, and go alone.
If I have to let you go… if I can let you go…
I was born on a Friday.
It was good, but it wasn’t great.
And I’ll die, with my lover.
But if I’m first, I swear I’ll wait.
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12. |
Prayers
02:50
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I've gone back millions of times
and in my mind, everything's fine
i pace every step
like prayer, like songs
I’ve played me, and played you too
i made leaves, when fall was all through
i climb every branch
like prayer, like songs
I've seen suns, and I've seen moons
i watched your face, light up the room
and i loved every breathe
like prayer, like songs
weve said hello
and weve said goodbye
i wished you well with tears in my eyes
and ill sing, all of our days
like prayer, like songs
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13. |
Volvér
03:10
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A thousand miles and a couple states,
take me back to this place.
I’ve seen snow and I’ve seen love.
I’ve seen clouds clearing up.
Some pretty words and a pretty face,
take me back to this place.
I’ve seen roads and I’ve seen stars.
I’ve seen home come apart..
And you held out your hand
I’ve wanted to go back ever since..
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14. |
Reverence
03:54
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When I was young my life fit in a car
I was a little sad at how that wasn't hard
When I arrived the air was cold, colder than I thought
Thought that I could stand without a coat
And I watched a man give his life up in a step
I didn't know him well, but I still wept
And if I close my eyes on some nights
I still see him there, showing me a strength
That I've never felt..
Raise me up or let me rot
I wouldn't blame your choice
Cuz I've had years to speak my mind
And never found a voice, found a voice
And I loved a girl like I've never loved before
I broke her heart, and left her on our floor
And though she cried, I acted like
I never cared at all
Oh my reverence, oh my jezebel
Raise me up or let me rot
I wouldn't blame your choice
Cuz I've had years to speak my mind
And never found a voice, found a voice
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Coleton Joe California
Folky/punky sad bops. Everything written and performed by the artist. Photography by @wolvenoir on Instagram.
-CJ
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