1. |
The Water's Fine
03:46
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my heart is like the high, high tide
anemones, they are open wide
and here you come, my young explorer
to take me home, something to adore
but i will dry up anywhere but here
i can’t hold you anymore
—i’m the sea’s and the sea is mine,
come on in, the water’s fine
my love is like the ocean’s waves
dangerous but fun anyway
you lose yourself in the undertow
a castaway many days from shore
i will dry up anywhere but here
i can’t love you anymore
—i’m the sea’s and the sea is mine,
come on in, the water’s fine
let me say in my own defense
you took from me no false pretense
—i’m the sea’s and the sea is mine,
come on in, the water’s fine
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2. |
Hidden Panels
03:22
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it's like you know of hidden panels built in every shelf
for when a need arises that doesn't benefit yourself
and a hinge swings, and a latch clicks
and you disappear whenever I need help
and how is it when the sun comes out you step right into sight
as if you'd hid between the scattered beams of fallen light
you're here to taste the good life
but you're gone by the end of the night
perhaps it's too much to ask
the task of being present
can't be demanded
no line in the sand
will guide you to to your space
your place in the plan
maybe lending a hand
is it really shadows swiftly fleeting 'cross your face
or is it that I wish that I could be your saving grace
when I ask if you're okay,
you just say it's fine and gaze at your shoelaces
perhaps it's too much to ask
the task of being present
can't be demanded
no line in the sand
will guide you to to your space
your place in the plan
maybe lending a hand
or going on your way
I wish that you would stay
if I just let you wander in and take part as you feel
the gains my patience harvests far outpaces my own yields
but if you're not here for winter
I would rather work alone in my fields
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3. |
Steppin' Out
03:22
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you’re not the person that I thought I knew
you're somebody else stood in front of me
I really believed that I gave you room
to be the man you wanted to be
so I waited...
I once believed that I might wear your ring
carried away I was it’s true
but time has lessened disappointment’s sting
I’m so ready to be over you
so I am steppin’ out
I will forget about
every word that slipped off of your careless tongue
I am romantic, yes
but only hopelessness
could keep me clinging to the life you’ve undone
been here before, I know I’ll be fine
solitude doesn’t make me spin
it’s a battle unlike yours and mine
I know I’ll someday win
so I am steppin’ out
I will forget about
every word that slipped off of your careless tongue
I'm a romantic, yes
but only hopelessness
could keep me clinging to the life you’ve undone
this man I’m with might never flush my cheeks
the way your look once brought me low
say you’ll do me right, that you just fell weak
and I’d say “I guess we’ll never know”
so I am steppin’ out
I will forget about
every word that slipped off of your careless tongue
I'm a romantic, yes
but only hopelessness
could keep me clinging to the life you’ve undone
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4. |
Make Room
03:02
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i picked up my landline while listening to CDs
after reading the paper had me feeling obsolete
and your voice on the line caught me reelin’ in defeat
when you said “everything ends, baby"
oh, you gotta make room for the new things
can’t hold on to things you outgrew
you've gotta make room for the new things
and i’m just old news, so are you, so are you
like a story you’ve read, go on and put me on the shelf
pick up another one tomorrow and start dreaming of someone else
but i’m a heartbroken lover who sees no close to regrets
i tell myself “everything ends, baby"
oh, you gotta make room for the new things
can’t hold on to things you outgrew
you've gotta make room for the new things
and i’m just old news, so are you, so are you
i take the good, i take the bad
can i be honest with myself
the things i held i never really had
oh, you gotta make
room for the new
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5. |
In the Cards
03:20
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i could tell you were a gambler, the way you held me to your chest
all my secrets and my treasures were a bluff you’d try to test
and you know risks make me uneasy, unlike the high you seem to get
from falling for a troubled girl or shaking on a bet
all my demons at the table
always keep me in the dark
they never fold, it seems they’re able
to see what’s in the cards
there was a psychic in my neighborhood, tried to tell my fortune as a child
and as i watched her face turn pale, she slipped a card back in the pile
years have left me since that telling, seems i still crane my neck to see
if it’s true i’ve made my fortune or it's my fortune that's made me
all my demons at the table
always keep me in the dark
they never fold, it seems they’re able
to see what’s in the cards
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