1. |
In The Weeds
03:07
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the world is ending
i've never been so bored
you'll find me tending
the wounds from your torch
on my hands
i never got a chance
and now it's far too late
to get lost
i'm coming off the cross
i need to fuel this flame
i mean it, i'm not going back again
the sky is falling
i've never felt so free
don't bother calling
or reaching out to me
'cause i'm gone
Michigan calls
i'm driving overnight
i've known
the secret all along
we never had much time
i've been
living in between
the photograph i was
and the hologram i'll be
i've been
trying to make peace
with straying from the path
and running in the weeds
the world is ending
and what a waste it's been
al that flawless planning
i guess it was for nothing
look twice, it's the last time
you'll ever see those shores
thank god, we built so many walls
and fought so many wars
what a thing to be remembered for
something's wrong
very wrong I fear
sing your song
we all want to hear
something's wrong
very wrong out here
sing your song
we all need to hear
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2. |
Your Girl
03:10
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i'm a sucker for your style
i'm a fool about your hands
i could sit here for a while
and listen to you make dead poets dance
now, i know it's not important
and it's probably too soon
but you've really struck a chord
in my harp of hearts
you make me swoon
but then it hits me,
what about my agency?
who's taking control of me?
is my freedom worth the feeling
of your breath on my neck
and your hand on my back
knowing you'll pick apart
all the things that i lack
must i fall
to be your girl?
make myself small
to be your girl?
know i've seen you on the corner
with the kayak in your yard
asking me about the water
and strumming your guitar
i know it's out of nowhere
and it's certainly too soon
but you're sitting in that chair
with your fingers in your hair
you make me swoon
but then it hits me
what about my agency?
who's taking control of me?
is my freedom worth the feeling
of your passenger seat
when i'm biting my tongue
i'm pretending to like
all the songs that you love
must i fall
to be your girl?
make myself small
to be your girl?
change nothing at all
to be your girl
i'm never gonna be your girl
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3. |
Ghost Stories
03:13
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you're telling lies again
you're getting high again
i don't know why
i make you feel so low
i don't want all of you
i just want a piece
cut from the corner
save it for me
i'll be a shadow
in pictures you'll show to your kids
and if they ask about that shape in the background
you'll say it's a ghost
'cause it technically is
don't you dare laugh at me
you know i don't care for your apathy
or when you act like my skin
was never
in your teeth
you're skipping town again
spending the night with some beautiful friends
but when you feel alone
no, you don't call them
so that's all i am i guess
a voice on the phone and a note in your pocket
i'm terrified but i don't want to stop
it's a pleasure to live in your embarrassing thoughts
oh, what a waste to think
you can't hold my hand
'till you've had a few drinks
keep up the jokes
this performance takes focus
i grab my coat
you pretend not to notice
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4. |
Song for the Road
03:44
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oh melissa
you know i miss ya
and i've been itching
to get away from this heavy place
it's humid in my head these days
so, where you going?
i've got no plans of my own just yet
buying some time before i go corporate
and sell my life
to line someone else's pockets
see, i've been working
i've been working overtime
so i believe i reserve the right
to spend all my money on
gasoline and a place to sleep
when everybody wants to see you
but nobody wants to make the trip
for you i would drive
to Monterey Bay
for you i would fly to Anchorage
because you were there when i cut off my hair
and you stuck around to watch it grow back again
mama says success is up to my own design
and when you laugh, you know i'm doing fine
17 years by your side
so throw no stones
there will be no birds to kill today
just you and me with nowhere to be
and plenty of things to say
thunder road is poetry
i'll say it to you, 'cause i know you agree
i'll name all the birds
if you name all the trees
together we'll have the whole world at our feet
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5. |
Blues/Yellows/Greens
04:46
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any news from my brother?
i'm expecting a letter
i'm expecting a moon tonight
i want to get the colors right
where you see darkness, i see
blues and yellows and greens
this world is a wonder
god must be a painter
the sun is a flower
growing
in my yard in the summer
i feel i'm getting better
made some friends here in Auvers
and they take me the way i am
fragile heart with an artist's hands
for all my darkness, they see
blues and yellows and greens
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6. |
Moving Forward
04:06
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you're like a starling
on a telephone wire
sometimes it sound like you could be someone else
i look up, you're just a liar
i'm like a shipwreck
off the Carolina coast
i had somewhere i wanted to go
now i guess we'll never know
if we're being honest
it's a good thing you left
way back when
you were right when you said
i was holding you back
all my potential
shook loose in the storm
these days i've felt much too cold
to keep someone else warm
you've got your headaches
and i've got my dreams
of doppelgängers
and falling off of
the Cape May lewes ferry
watch it float away without me
with all my friends on board
it's nice to see everyone i know
is capable of moving forward
you're like a werewolf
always changing your shape
and i'm like the moon, always staying in place
well, not technically
but you get what i'm saying
any transformation
is a trick of the light
and i'm always around
even if you only
think of me at night
you've got your high stakes
and i've got my dreams
of waking up
with a different face
in someone else's body
she is constantly exciting
never looks back at the shore
to see the real me waving
she is always moving forward
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7. |
A Waltz
02:34
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8. |
Interim
03:57
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i can seem them circling
waiting to pick my bones
i always say the same thing
to be honest, i don't know
i just want to go home
i long to be admired and left alone
last night i had a dream
that you were still around
said you didn't know i could sing
and i couldn't move my mouth
so when i wake
i'll find a way
to tell you what i mean
the seasons change
still i remain
standing by the sea
i don't need
a single soul
to understand me
the other day, a friend told me
we're always clinging to
always clinging to our suffering
and turning ourselves blue
so blue i shall be
better to blend in with the sea
most times it feels pointless
making all these plans
all my favorite moments
i didn't know about in advance
i want to find a place
where i won't depend on anybody
i'll sew my own clothes and pick my own berries
pass me on the street
you'd never recognize me
don't laugh, i know
i loved you for too long
don't you dare go
to places i can't follow
just forget it
i'm not proud of this emotion
i'll put it in a bottle and i'll throw it in the ocean
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9. |
Number 9
02:45
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oh what a thrill it is
to be a plagiarist
swap out the names
keep the story the same
and still i expect
the end to change
oh what a trip it is
to be a historian
when you live in the past
nothing comes at you fast
no alarms, no surprises
every time i stuck out my neck
you had the nerve
to cut off my head
do you comprehend
the embarrassment?
a bloody scene in front of my friends
every time i offered a hand
you had the nerve
to bite it again
do you understand
my waning patience?
my hesitation
for second chances
i have wasted
too much time on this
don't know why i insist
on keeping a tab like this
a word of advice
and a slap on the wrist
you say it's easier to
ask for forgiveness
over permission
and maybe it is
maybe it is, but i don't want to
be a mother to you
believe it or not
i don't get a lot
out of teaching a grown man
right from wrong
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10. |
Personal Reasons
03:37
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i painted my face to be one of your kind
i tried to run the race but i got left behind
so i limp my way home
where else would i go?
i don't want to laugh, but i know they like the sound
i don't want to laugh, but i want them around
so i let it ring out
don't worry about me
sometimes they treat me like i'm already dead
why do you speak of me in the past tense?
i'm alive, i am breathing
my heart is still beating
tell me the one again
about the woman alone
tell me she got comfortable being on her own
i am asking
for personal reasons
send me a ticket west
and a paper map
tell me you really want me
and take it all back
on account of
personal reasons
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11. |
NYE
02:43
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you know, i should have stayed at home
something bout new years always makes me feel alone
tomorrow i will wake up
in yesterday's make up
and you will still be gone
i think it's the false promise of it all
hold my breath, count from ten, drop the ball
i'll make my resolutions
maintain the illusion
that this year, i will find every solution
and at midnight
i'll be kissing
all my dreams
of every feeling different goodbye
when they start to sing that old sad song
i better make sure i'm outside
where the hell did i leave my coat?
something bout new years always makes me feel alone
time can turn her page
but i still feel that ache
deep inside my bones
i think i've had enough to drink
don't take much before my mouth is on the brink
of breaching our agreement
to never talk about it
i hate when i feel my face turn pink
what are we celebrating?
it's just a rock rotating
around an aging star
alone
in the middle of space
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12. |
Out Loud
03:44
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enough with the tricks, i'm so sick of it
to hell with the liars and hypocrites
i'm tired of the news and the estimates
get in my car and we'll go
i hear Michigan's nice this time of year
it's funny, i've never been out there
it always felt so far away
if we drive overnight,
we can get there by eight
give me the keys and i'll sing you to sleep
when the oceans dry up, who will see
the craters where they used to be?
i will be gone
and you will be gone
dear, don't you see all you've done?
i'll scream it out to everyone
you make me proud
i love you out loud
ran out of gas, so i guess we'll walk
everything's closed since the headlines dropped
days left to live and it can't be stopped
steal a new car and we'll go
look at us now, we're a pair of thieves
these days nobody needs property
we spent so much time on the wrong things
but it's not too late
is it just me, does the sky look strange?
it's a little too red
for this time of day
you hold my hand, and i'm not afraid
i'll sing you to sleep
dear, look at all that you've done
i'll scream it out to everyone
you make me proud
i love you out loud
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Jess Harkness Beach Haven, New Jersey
Singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist based in New Jersey, USA.
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