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i was feeling great
playing high stakes hold 'em
thought i overcame the odds
while i was winning
but no one hand's the same
and my run i couldn't sustain
cause hearts were the only cards i'd play
i gotta get real
start betting smart
i'm always doubling down
when i'm not even up
you know even when i had a pair of aces
i threw that hand away
cause hearts were the only cards i'd play
so call a spade a spade
but don't call and risk the game
when hearts are the only cards you'll play
hearts aren't the only cards to play
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reset these presets
02:33
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i said "Jesus, help"
and Jesus tried
but i wanted it my way
so he said "nevermind"
but i'm not what i've been
the right hand teaches the left hand
i will reset these presets on my dials
you loved me well
and well, i tried
kinda wasted your time
i guess you survived
but i'm not what you said
i'm a man who can understand
how to reset these presets on my dials
and i don't wanna drag my soul around
how many times can i make the same mistake?
what's the record for this many mistakes?
well i'm not what i've been
the right hand teaches the left hand
i will reset these presets on my dials
if man can get to outer space
my little chains they can be broken
i will reset these presets on my dials
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little alarm
02:44
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my heart pumps in waves
my head comes in storms
i'm gonna make some improvements
pull in the reigns on it all
why remain like a little alarm?
every mood and place just setting me off
riled and racing, not sitting with things for a while
i wanna take my time
time's taking me with it
regardless of my fits
and my limitless indecision
when i can say that i'm getting along just fine
i guess i'll still be lookin for more
why decay when there's still growth at any stage of life?
la la la la
well, i remain like a little alarm
every mood and place just sets me off
riled and racing, im sitting with things now for a little while
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do you mind?
02:53
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when i looked in your eyes
well i turned into a clam
i became speechless
and i became a man
i bought you a plastic ring that later got bent
i wanna tell you every little thing in my head
well i can't predict the weather
and i can't change your feelings
but i can play my little guitar
and sing my heart out
do you mind?
you always appear in my mind
when you smiled at me
well my brain erupted plans
like i could etch a record
i could clear my name
i found an answer and no questions were left
my blood circulating in romance
well i was never a gambler
and i can't make you my lover
but i can write a couple verses for you
and play a solo
do you mind?
you always appear in my mind
do you mind?
you always appear in my mind
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our name
02:54
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when you kiss me
and when you take me down a peg with a joke
i stop thinking up my imagined fate
and i start thinking about our name
when you told me that secret thing
and then you cried and ran out the side door
i wanted to take back just about everything
i didn't know your names
when you call me
and tell me what to get from the store on my way home
i feel tossed and tangled up
in a wide world of all these names
when you stick up for me
and when you stood up for that stranger in the line at the dmv
i remember our first conversations
and the perfect geometry of your smile
and i remember our name
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capitalist baby
02:41
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i never sold t-shirts (no no)
i never sold gold (no no)
i've only sold myself
in a me me world
i never bought luxury
i only bought what i could afford
i'm a capitalist baby
and i gotta make capital grow
i've never sold drugs
i've never sold credit
i've only sold myself
and i hope i don't regret it
never had cash for organics
but i eat what i'm told
i'm a capitalist baby
and i gotta make capital grow
do i know who i am?
or do the companies know more about me than i could ever understand?
do i know what i want?
or have the companies manufactured that which is what i want
and i'll never go bankrupt
i only go where i'm told
i'm a capitalist baby
and i wanna make capital grow
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the king of the assholes
03:20
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hey what's he thinkin?
what's he want?
the king of the assholes
such a rascal
yeah, what's he up to?
i'm studying the king of the assholes
i'm flipping my tassle
he waves pointin' guns, hollow puns, furrowed brow
and he likes when ya open up to salt your cuts, stalkin' the crowd
i've been notetaking
policin' the king of the assholes
i'm not a tattle
i cut off his tongue
two grow back
he's the king of the assholes
it's such a hassle
he plays way too rough, spills my cups, watches me drown
i don't mind, he can't do much 'cept moan gruff and wander around
he's thinking now "who will help me?"
and no one's around, slowly burnt out
in my deep dreaming
i defend the king of the assholes
stormin my castle
when i wake up i figure out
he's just one asshole
and it was MY battle
i tried way too hard, lost my guard, haunted myself
like a ghost that knows way too much
to just put up with hauntin a house
i'm thinking now "who will help me?"
and no one's around, slowly burnt out
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goin' off gracefully
02:41
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my window’s open for an hour, i gotta run
heaven knows i’ve been swaying
like a tree in a storm
like a tilted planet
well, i glued my palms together
and i found they didn't fit
it's like i'm just made of wishbones
i had to test out my limits
going off gracefully
the store closes in an hour, i got time
there you have it, i've been unrealistic
it's like rain just gets you wet
but i'm still gonna avoid it
i'm like “help me out i've fallen.
give me your hand quick"
God’s like "you can pull yourself up yourself”
i'm like "i'm running out of cliff”
falling off gracefully
going off gracefully
i've only been angry for a year
that's no new record
the earth will just shake me
going off gracefully
actin' out gracefully
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9. |
ride on, future sons
01:15
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when trump took pennsylvania i bought stock in chevrolet
sold it all for a brand new [redacted]
i'm lookin left and right for answers
you can't pray with one hand
deep in my heart's virginia
blue could come back in november if only by tidal wave
would you God please remember us?
U.S. is goin thru weird phases here
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kevin martin taylor Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
"i trust the sanity of my vessel; and
if it sinks, it may well be in answer
to the reasoning of the eternal voices,
the waves which have kept me from reaching you."
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