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Meet me at The Keg in Pennsylvania
We’ll dial it up a notch or two
The time, it flies so fast it feels like crawling to the past
But I’ll take any crawling time that I can get with you
It seems like fate, all the memories we relay
Meet me at The Keg in Pennsylvania
The night of Christmas, it’s the only place to go
Santa might drop by but we’ll ignore him if he tries
Our waxing diplomatic, shutting out the ho-ho-ho
It’s always raining, why is it always raining?
I should’ve put the bottle down
I should’ve learned how to say no
Meet me at The Keg in Pennsylvania
The lines form longer by the day
The freezing liquor burns as every incident returns
When I had conjured up the exact wrong things to say
They won’t ever go away
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Dessert Is For Breakfast
02:33
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I have an idea
It’s a certainty of excellence that’s dwelling in me
Let’s shake the shackles of reality
‘Cause it’s been far too long
That the same mealtime parameters have been going on
And it’s time that they get gone
I don’t care what people say, we can do it a better way
Answer your own call no matter of the time of day
Dessert is for breakfast starting now
It doesn’t matter what the suits will allow
I don’t need their input anyhow
Together we can break the mold
It doesn’t matter if it’s piping hot or freezing cold
It’s time for us to get bold
Don’t be afraid of how fast we’re speeding forward
On the tracks that we’ve laid
You’re basically a fucking renegade
And everybody will see
What a charming superhero you have turned out to be
Take my hand and fly with me
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The picturesque alarms of autumn
The rain that spilled from nowhere fast
A litany of love awaits you
But somehow never built to last
Now through the window of the shop you spot
A couple fawning one another
For the flowers they just bought
Love that for him, love that for her
Love that for them
As autumn plummets into winter
The fireside, a heaven’s gate, just you wait
The crowd that gathers all around you
Indelible freckles on your fate
They’re pairing off and finding comfort one by one
And you stifle all the hurt, the polar opposite of fun
One of these days the truth is bound to run to you
One of these days
You’ll thrive on all the purpose you’ve got
One of these days the world will open up to you
One of these days, or not
So many people find the one that they call home
While you’re riding out the agony
Of evenings spent alone
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Unintentional Onions
03:33
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Come on, get up, get up and face the day
And learn how tired you will be
Wind the alarm that screams into the void
And kills your darling reverie
Stare at the screen that houses the opinions
Of your family and friends
Put down your feet, put down your feet
And trudge into the cycle once again
When you sigh to yourself in a sliver of light
Another mechanism can’t fool you, right?
You retain rough days but forget the fun ones
That’s how you make unintentional onions
A shadow looms, it’s someone you’re familiar with
But wouldn’t prefer to know
The questions fall, requests drop, one and all
And so you must put on your show
You smile and nod, you smile so wide
It almost seems as if you’re in a farce
Rinse and repeat, until the sun removes itself
Think how lucky you are
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The Sky Is Rising
03:15
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I, would that I wake up in a factory gate
I, I wanted to be sure
I needed to hold off on those misery dates
I would sit and crush them all
The sky is rising
I, you disappear and the horizon’s to blame
I could never find you then
I searched high and low but high had deescalated
I, I became low again
Maybe there should be a change
The warming of the globe
Maybe we could be the change
I guess we’ll never know
If nothing further in this fractured appearance
I, I can no longer hear
I am desecrated by your looming spirit
I, I curse the atmosphere
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One, two, six, pi, rhombus, milk
Does anything have inherent value?
Does anything I do have worth?
Does the time I’m spending on this amount to anything?
Is anyone even listening at all?
I’ve got the sillies
What if they figure out that I’m a fraud?
They might realize I don’t know what I’m doing
Could I potentially lose their respect?
Could… could I potentially lose my income?
Do you want to try again?
Well, trying is so trying when you’re trying to live
Do you think you need a friend?
I’ve given more than I can give
Sometimes I think there must be more to life than this
But then I pivot to a wall-eye in a trench coat instead
As backmasking advising to cut out the couch
And have it developed repeats in my head
Maybe I shouldn’t be so hard on myself
Maybe there’s a reason that I’ve taken so much time
Maybe it doesn’t matter how anyone else feels
Maybe being valuable to me is more than enough
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