1. |
Close To
04:07
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I forgot to sleep last night
Did I eat this morning?
I know that I get mean when I’m hungry
Please don’t chew me out for it again
I’ve stopped starting sentences
I know I shouldn’t finish
Don’t even leave my cups of tea half-empty
Or half-full as you would say
Full moon hangs over me
I point, I zoom, I shoot
It’s not enough
Caught in a turn of phrase
Tangled up in words
Can’t get enough
Will I ever be enough to get close to?
Am I just too much to get close to?
Lost the people that I came in with
Introduce myself again
You ask me what I do, I'm retired
These are not the drones you’re looking for
Climb out the window to the fire escape
Even though it’s hot as hell
The sirens sing & I join in
Ah, wah
Full moon hangs over me
I point, I zoom, I shoot
It’s not enough
Caught in a turn of phrase
Tangled up in words
Can’t get enough
Will I ever be enough to get close to?
Am I just too much to get close to?
Ooh, how’d you come up with that?
Gaps & passes, snapped synapses
Thanks mangled brain
Full moon hangs over me
I point, I zoom, I shoot
It’s not enough
Caught in a turn of phrase
Tangled up in words
Can’t get enough
Will I ever be enough to get close to?
Am I just too much to get close to?
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2. |
Sock Sock Shoe Shoe
02:18
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I still have trouble with analogue clocks
But I swear that I can tell time
Always ten minutes early & two hours late
But I’m trying to get better
It’s just that I don’t write it down
I have to admit, I can’t spell the word wierd
It doesn’t follow the rules
They say I before E, except after C
But it’s an exception, fucking exceptions
I just can’t keep them all straight
There are two kinds of people in this world
Those who put on their shoes
Sock sock shoe shoe
& those who put them on
Sock shoe sock shoe
But I’m the exception, the fucking exception
I just don’t like to wear shoes
She says come out here and smell the lilies of the valley
I’m sorry, I can’t
I’ve got no sense of smell
That’s the reason I shower each morning
Just in case
I talk to myself so I don’t get so lonely
“How you doin’?” I say in the mirror
I’m up to here with your catcall & pick up lines
I married me long ago
There are two kinds of people in this world
Those who brush their teeth when they wake up
& those who brush after breakfast
& I’m no exception, no fucking exception
I’m a before girl myself
There are two kinds of people in this world
Those who rise to the challenge & make things happen
& those who watch things happen
& then there are those who say, “What just happened?”
Sometimes I am all three
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3. |
The Procrastination Song
02:36
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Have you ever made a to do list
That took longer than the things you had to do?
Well, I have. Me too.
Have you added that that to do list
Things you did yesterday
Just to feel accomplished?
It doesn't work that way
Have you ever taken Adderall
Then stared at a wall for hours
Instead of doing your laundry?
Nope. Not me.
Have you ever cleaned your apartment
Just to avoid that fucking to do list?
Why do we do this?
I have been making extravagant dinners for just myself
I've been re-arranging all the books I've never read on my shelf
People say I'm wasting time, people say I'm in my prime
So I'm getting on top of my shit
Getting on top of my shit
I guess that I was under it
Now I'm getting on top of my shit
I'll try to eat tofu once a month
I'll try meditating twice a week
I'll start shooting wheatgrass thrice a day
That's good for you? I think so. Okay.
I'll only play hooky once a month
I'll only take naps twice a week
I'll only take selfies thrice a day
& then I'll be on my way
I'll start reading the Washington Post
But just the headlines? Yeah, of course.
Why don't we have universal healthcare? I don't know.
I'll only sleep in 'til 10 o'clock
I'll only start drinking after 5:00
But it's 5:00 somewhere, & I really don't care.
Yep. I'm drunk right now. I'm already drunk.
We forgot to write lyrics for this part.
Let's start. Tomorrow!
Getting on top of my shit
Getting on top of my shit
I guess that I was under it
Now I'm getting on top of my shit
Getting on top of my shit
Getting on top of my shit
We spent all day long writing this song
So now we’re getting on top of our shit
Tomorrow!
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4. |
Stolen Time
03:13
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Tick tock
The bell tolls
All these supposed tos & should bes
Take a toll on me
Drowning in a sea of time
Sounding the bells
I’m floundering, biding the tides on the shore
I need more, more, more
Stolen time
I’m soldiering on
It’s a crime just to wish it away
Please stay a little bit longer
I swear I’ll bear it, be stronger
& we can take our time
Tick tock
Goes the grandfather clock
In my living room
Waking me up at midnight
& taking me out of my dreams
I’m tossing & turning
Relearning sleeping alone
I should’ve known, known
Stolen time
I’m soldiering on
It’s a crime just to wish it away
Please stay a little bit longer
I swear I’ll bear it, be stronger
& we can take our time
we can take our time
Stolen time
I’m soldiering on
It’s a crime just to wish it away
Please stay a little bit longer
I swear I’ll bear it, be stronger
& we can take our time
we can take our time
we can take our time
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5. |
Remnant
01:46
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In these old familiar rooms
We guzzle cheap beer
You say, "Remember when?"
I laugh politely
This old crocodile heart
Remnant of a former life
We use to plot our great escape
Away from this town
& I got out
There is a space between
The choice & the chooser
It flickers like a TV's blue light
Against old furniture
Andrew picks up instruments
Effortlessly but can't pick up women
Heat lightning in the distance
& why?
It seemed so important at the time
I got out
"I would kill people
To save your children," he tells me.
"Thanks man," I offer. "Yours too."
I lie
It seemed so important at the time
I got out
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6. |
Beans
03:54
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Pillow forts & all sorts of childish constructions
I am keeping beans in my pocket, beans in my pocket
Just in case the giants are real
Just in case I’m starting to feel a tremor
My tender feet are finally unbooted
Tiny as they touch down on the ground
On the grass, I find my center
Can I keep it? Can I keep quiet?
Breathe in, breathe out, keep it at bay
Silence, be still, striking my balance
Rise to challenge, don’t scare it away
Finally, finally, finally it falls into place
Finally, I fall into you
But it’s just too small
It’s ripping at the seams
It seems I’m growing faster than I thought
It’s not anybody’s fault, but I can’t keep it on any longer
So I run out of this construction
I run into the forest to hide
I’m heaving, heap into a sweaty pile
At least I’m getting stronger
Can I keep it? Can I keep quiet?
Breathe in, breathe out, keep it at bay
Silence, be still, striking my balance
Rise to challenge, don’t scare it away
Finally, finally, finally it falls into place
Finally, I fall into
You / I’m getting
You / I’m getting better
You / At letting myself rest
Finally, finally, finally it falls into place
Finally, I fall into
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