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In The Fall
03:59
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to be a blackbird in the fall
mind the water mark and nervous stall
the darkest cloud in the sky
the smallest rain drop that cloud ever cried
to be the time it takes to blink
half the energy it takes to sink
the fastest man in the world
the broken hearted boy and the weather girl
to be a side note of a side note
prepare for change and don your winter coat
the softest stone in the sea
the highest flying bird you can see
i'm a blackbird in the fall
i'm the melody of the mourning call
the second man on the moon
the words he spoke out loud but spoke too soon
to be an afterthought of war
oh lord, what am i for?
oh lord, what are you for?
the arrow and the ball
point pen, oh when, oh when, oh when
do you get off of work?
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2. |
Old Dog
04:13
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he wrote it off, he changed his name
buried his dog in the woods in his backyard
and he prayed that night
not for mercy or to get what he wants
but for what he deserves, and nothing more
but, please, god, not anything more
he wrote it off, he sold his stocks
lit a cig and looked up at the sky, for once
and he let it all go, let the rain come
and soak through his clothes and set in his skin
and rinse out his soul like a dirty sink
and he took a drink
oh, i'm an old dog with old legs
but i'll outlive the year like i outlived the last one
i have old tricks, although i have changed
because an old heart knows that the winds don't stay
and the seasons come and go
he wrote it off, he had a drink
he drove to the city that night with his windows down
and his eyes lit up like a candle flame
like a star in the hudson drowning its name
and he slept in his car for six long nights
six cold nights
oh, i'm an old dog with old legs
but i'll outlive the year like i outlived the last one
i have old tricks, although i have changed
because an old heart knows that the winds don't stay
and the clouds decay as the world rotates
and the willow waits like the river flows
as autumn comes and goes
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Lisa
08:07
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my heart is all i ever spent
it's not broke yet but boy is it bent
i sold my body to the devil
but i still can't pay my rent
oh, lisa
i wish that i had another
i'd sell my body three times over
it's not worth much to me anymore
not anymore
oh, lisa
my heart has done it before
sold my body like a whore
i don't know why it's still poor
is it me or what i am looking for?
oh, lisa
(chorus)
don't you listen to a word
oh lisa, oh lisa
with your mona lisa smile
you're a lion now so rise, beguile
rise, lisa, rise
you're a lion in my eyes
i drove my car to kaaterskill
thought that i would bury my feelings there
i flew up towards the mountain top
now there's a stone on poet's ledge
oh, lisa
i left my anger and guilt
with a man in poughkeepsie
i kept it up for way too long
way too too long
oh, lisa
i miss the ceiling and the floor
i miss my bedroom more and more and more
what's this feeling good for anymore?
is it me or what i am looking for?
oh, lisa
(chorus)
i see words behind my eyelids
they say that we'll meet again someday
but if we don't i'll always keep your smile
in the pockets of the pockets of my pants
oh, lisa
the world's only so very big
it's not small but it's smaller than you'd think
i'll be around, i'm always somewhere
i'll always be somewhere
i swear
lisa, you're my lion, my star
you're my lion and my star, yes you are
i'm just as bad when we are apart
i don't think that it's me
no, i think it's just my lonely, lonely heart
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4. |
Skittles
01:50
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if your eyes were skittles
they'd be the the green ones
cause the green ones are my favorite type of skittle
if goodbyes were jolly ranchers
they'd be the purple ones
cause the purple ones are the worst jolly rancher
if hellos were candy bars
they'd be butterfingers
cause i really really really like them
if my anger were a twizzler
it'd be a twizzler
cause twizzlers suck and i wish they didn't exist
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6. |
The Solemn Reminiscent
03:26
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8. |
Whiskey Song
03:47
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here's to my older brother
here's to my only friend
here's to my younger sister
i miss her
here's to drinking whiskey
here's to my only friend
here's to stopping bullets
and tulips
whiskey, please, don't startle me
soak and stain and fall asleep
thanks but no thanks, gravity
here's to fuzzy blankets
here's to my only friend
here's to faking smiles
and smiling
here's to my electric guitar
here's to my only friend
here's to my bottle of daniels
i miss her
whiskey, please, don't startle me
soak and stain and fall asleep
thanks but no thanks, gravity
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9. |
Mucinex
01:17
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i'm not writing this song
for your sympathy
i'm not playing these chords
in hopes that you will hear them
because in actuality
i'm just sitting on my bed in my dorm room
in my dorm room writing words
on a sheet of paper that i used last night
to remind myself not to forget
what time to take my mucinex
this song is not about you
this song is not about you
this song's about my mucinex
what time to take my mucinex
in the morning, tomorrow morning
i guess
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10. |
Angel
02:14
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my breath's a quiver now as if twelve months
was too brief a time since last fall
hell, did august even come at all?
dressed in silence but not silent yet
if words could say the things i want to say
then i would talk to you, i'd talk all god damn day
your face, a sunspot glowing silhouette
at the center of my vision when i close my eyes
when i'm asleep's when i'm alive
your smile shines like a burning sun
i know i shouldn't stare, but i don't mind
if that's the last thing that i see before i'm blind
paraphrase and dye my simple mind
define and make my words what you will
because they don't mean too much to me
i spend all my time now throwing paper planes
like wishes in a well, i've thrown so many dimes
that now i'm broke and now i'm out of time
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11. |
Shabba Shabba
02:34
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13. |
Avalanche Pass
04:55
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14. |
Spectrums
07:57
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Sean Russell Troy, New York
i make music sometimes and put it here. enjoy:)
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