1. |
this town
04:23
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you don't think i care about your feelin's
you don't think i hear you cry at night when the lights go down
you think that i'm just bitin' my tongue, bidin' my time 'til i
leave this worn out, washed up town
well, how the hell do you know what i believe in?
you say you pray every day, that's okay by me, but i got my doubts
you just won't listen, i'm tired of listin' the reasons i'm stickin' around
in this god damned town
and maybe what i forgot to say was that i'll miss you
maybe what i forgot to say was that i cared when you cried at night
and maybe the way we feel right now's an unresolvable issue
maybe there's no more room for two in this town
it takes all my strength to keep pretendin'
i know that you hate wonderin' what i'm all about
and now, please don't shout
i just don't think it's gonna work out
in this no good, hard luck town
and maybe what i forgot to say was that i'm sorry
maybe what i forgot to say was that i don't know how to handle this
and maybe my old scars are the reasons that i worry
did you think of that?
maybe the stars don't shine so bright in this town
but maybe what i forgot to say was that you'll be better off without me
maybe what i forgot to say was that i don't want you to be mad
and maybe someday you'll understand and you'll forgive me
maybe we'll both escape this
worn out, washed up, no good, hard luck, god damned town
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2. |
bluegrass parkway
03:28
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i like when we're drivin' down
the bluegrass parkway
no lights are around us
'cept the cars that are three, four miles ahead
you're tappin' your fingers
like a drum on the dashboard
and i'm hummin' along like i know the song that's been playin'
around and around in your head
i like when we're sittin' still
on the steps of a front porch
no long conversation
to distract from the beauty of a southern night
we laugh as the lightnin' bugs
weave their dances of courtship
and you whisper low that you know my glow will always burn
three, four times as bright.
i like when you look at me half sideways
with your brows both furrowed just like that
and the scent of smoke
still lingers on your shadow
i like the smell of your shadow
and the sweat on the small of your back
i like when we're holdin' hands
how we used to in grade school
but i no longer believe in things
like death do us part, love at first sight
your mouth tastes like bubblegum
the kind that turns tongues blue
you kiss me slow, fireworks explode just like it's
the third or fourth of july
i like when you look at me half sideways
with your brows both furrowed just like that
and the scent of smoke
still lingers on your shadow
i like the smell of your shadow
and the sweat on the small of your back
i like the sweat on the small of your back
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3. |
breath i breathe
01:47
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last night you said farewell
but what the hell?
you haven't been here for quite some time
you know, people say goodbye
they might even cry because they're leaving
not because they've already left
and you, you don't deserve a single word from me
not even one
and i, i know i should reserve the breath i breathe, but
fuck you
we're done
last night you said come over
if i were bolder, i'd punch your teeth
right down your throat
i guess that makes me violent
but i feel violated by you
i think it's good that we broke up
and you, you don't deserve a single word from me
not one, not two, definitely not three
and i, i know that i should try to hold my tongue, but
you suck
we're done
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4. |
i don't love you
02:57
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you'll throw your keys on the front table
you'll kick your shoes off by the door
you'll smile at me and i'll wish
i were able to tell you
i don't love you anymore
'cause i don't love you anymore
i don't love you anymore
i left a message in your mailbox
i wish you'd just pick up your phone, please, baby
i understand you've got your doors locked,
shades drawn, lights off
you don't want me to know you're home
'cause i don't love you anymore
i don't love you anymore
you can't go on forever
pretendin' you don't hear me
you say you know me better
that i'm not thinking clearly
what should i do?
i don't love you
i know it sucks we're starting over
i guess i fucked up all your plans
but all i'm feeling now is a little bit older and i
won't fix something that i can't, no
'cause i don't love you anymore
i don't love you anymore
i don't love you anymore, no
i don't love you
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5. |
love won
00:52
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i, i love a girl
she is my world
is that so wrong?
she writes me songs on her ukulele
she, she loves me, too
i know it's true
what's it to you?
what's it to you?
and when she bleeds
i bleed
it's like we're one
literally
maybe we
will get married
because love won
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6. |
fan blades & matches
03:12
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you play the organ
it's not important
but it speaks to my heart
as i pace through your living room
and we both smoke
like two trains running parallel
you look at me
i know i look like hell tonight
the cops show up
it's a quarter past four
they tell you to shut the fuck up
and slam the door in your face
cops really suck sometimes (cops fucking suck all the time)
what
are you gonna do
when i have to leave
for real
and not just in the morning?
i play with matches
and burn to ashes the drawings that you made
on old bar napkins
they smell just like the beer that we drank
right before we both took off all our clothes
i told you
i just had to know what you look like
beneath the fabric
under flannel
of the sheets on your bed
overhead, fan blades spin
like the words in my mouth
oh, the things i'd love to tell you
what
am i gonna do
when it's time to leave
for real
and not just at three in the afternoon 'cause i called into work
to catch up on that sleep
we never got?
what
are we gonna do
when you have to stay?
it's really happening
and what
are they gonna do
when we tell them stories
about all the things we used to do?
about organs and cops
about fan blades and matches
about smoking like two trains in the living room
what
are you gonna do
when i have to leave
for real?
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7. |
wool socks
02:55
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some day your name won't make me smile anymore
my dear, that day is comin' soon
your bag's been packed since maybe three weeks ago
so what's keepin' me from sayin' that we're through?
is it love?
is it comfort?
a pair of wool socks in the wintertime
or is it lust?
is it somethin' else entirely?
you say that you're just not happy anymore
you're tired and you don't know what to do
well, you know they say that only fools maintain the same routines then look around expectin' somethin' new
we both know it's not love
it's not comfort
although you kind of like wearing wool socks in the winter
it might be lust, but really most of it's
maintaining all our pride
it's a bit of fear
i'm afraid of losing another wool sock behind the dryer
i guess it's somewhat lust
but mostly, will you miss me when i'm gone?
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8. |
ol' ridgeway road
03:13
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i've turned my sights on south to georgia
there are ghosts down there that call to me
i hear the voice of my own mother
she's been callin' since 1963
ol' ridgeway road, let me be
the devil wants me in his kitchen
and i'm fixin' to join him there
the fire's hot, the liquor flowin'
kick off your boots, stretch out your legs, pull up a chair
ol' ridgeway road, i'm not scared
the wheels, they rotate 'round beneath me
as i fly down 75
and i'm headed toward my maker
but damn, i feel alive
take a swig of this here water
take a sip of that ol' shine
it's time
my weary soul found rest in georgia
though my amblin' feet will always roam
the screams no longer haunt my nightmares
breathe deep, my dear, we're not alone
ol' ridgeway road, i've come home
i've come home, ol' ridgeway road
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9. |
new year's eve
04:14
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you
i see you still in my dreams
your hair, it hangs down your back
you say there was nothing left to believe in
oh, you
you turn real slow toward me
the grief, it shows on your face
clouded by all the bad memories of life on earth
are you happy now, baby girl?
do you miss me while you're busy haunting other people's nightmares?
was it worth it to leave me all by myself in the world?
no one noticin' all the pain that i'm in, all the tears i cry when i close my eyes just to see you
ooh
you
your birthday month, it was june
you died right on new year's eve
you wanted everything to be about you, oh
you know i didn't mean that
oh, are you happy now, baby girl?
do you miss me while you're busy haunting other people's nightmares?
was it worth it to leave me all by myself in the world?
no one noticin' all the pain that i'm in, all the tears i cry when i close my eyes
i hope you're happy now, baby girl
'cause i miss you like i'm supposed to
you were supposed to always stay right by my side
i wish i understood
were you not scared as you stood there with your arms bare?
leaving me behind
leaving me behind
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10. |
rebecca's song
03:20
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i'm leavin' you today
i guess we always knew that time would come
there's not much left to say
'cept i'll miss you
i love you
you know you were the one that i grew up with
the one who knows just how i tick
the one who can always piss me off
girl
i'm gonna miss the way you talk about all your friends over breakfast on sundays
and how you'd eat sour cream by the tub
and then you run 16 miles like it's nothing
you always make me laugh at dumb things
like turning tides
and girl
i'm gonna miss the way we'd ride our bikes around the circle in our driveway
and how we'd sleep in dad's t-shirts
have i told you you always deserve better than these guys that act like jerks and break your heart?
i think it's time to start realizing your worth
and girl
i'm leavin' you today
i guess we always knew that time would come
there's not much left to say
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11. |
your long journey
03:58
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god has given us years of happiness here
and now we must part
and as the angels come and call for you
the pangs of grief tug at my heart
oh, my darlin'
my darlin'
my heart aches as you take your long journey
oh, my days will be empty
my nights so long without you, my love
and when god calls for you
i am left alone
but we will meet in heaven above
oh, my darlin'
my darlin'
my heart aches as you take your long journey
fond memories i'll keep of happy days that on earth we trod
and when i come we'll walk hand in hand
as one in heaven in the family of god
oh, my darlin'
my darlin'
my heart aches as you take your long journey
my heart aches as you take your long journey
oh, my darlin'
my darlin'
my heart
my heart aches as you take your long journey
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12. |
like bones
03:06
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early in the morning
before you leave
just before dawn
just after a dream
your eyes barely open
legs tangled in sheets
we never felt love so tenderly
and we lay like lovers
we lay just like stone
lay in the darkness
we let the time pass
like a stream 'til it
turns us back to bone
your heart, it is beating
a rhythm so slow
i'd lay here forever
if you did not go
let you rock me to sleep
on your chest where i lay
let the light of the morning
come in through the shade
and we lay like lovers
we lay just like stone
lay in the darkness
we let the time pass
just like a stream 'til it
turns us back to bone
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nicole jean Minneapolis, Minnesota
nicole was born and raised in central kentucky. there, she learned to sing three-part harmonies and play just enough banjo to accompany herself at coffee shops. in 2014, nicole formed the blue moon shiners with three other women. she’s been chasing the high of sharing her own music with the world ever since. now, nicole lives with her beautiful wife and her three niblings in minneapolis. ... more
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