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Carousel (It Ain't Easy)
02:48
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It’s five o’clock on a Sunday
You’re with your man and a bottle of wine
I am all alone with the TV on again
Another year you’ll be married
A couple more and you’ll carry his child
I still carry a smile every time you cross my mind
But it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy callin’ all your shots and never making one
There’s map of the seacoast
With a harbor that bears your name
Hung above the guest bed in a room at my mama’s house
And I think of us when I sleep there
And I dream of you every Halloween night
You were always a cat, I was sure it was love at first sign
But it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy callin’ all your shots and never making one
And now she’s moving to Nashville
I told her, “It never snows, it just rains.”
She said, “It ain’t ‘bout the weather I just can’t stay in one place.”
The carousel is still empty
And I can still smell the salt in your hair
Dream about those lips like honey and your smile like the Cape Cod sun
But it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy missin’ you
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Bug
03:52
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I no longer get to decide when the timing is right
And you were too forgiving of my uncertainty
I never lied and I never asked you to wait
I just figured out that I love you a little too late
Another birthday card couldn’t fix what’s happened now
Hometown strangers colliding in another town
A couple scars and some new terms to navigate
I realized that you love me a little too late
He’s gonna paint the walls of your new apartment while I’m growing out my hair again
You can drive him around in your new car, babe, I hope it makes you feel american
We don’t have to run the other way this time
We’ll follow the same path again like two parallel lines
This version of us right now wasn’t destined to be
More than adjacent, more than just you and me
He’s gonna paint the walls of your new apartment while I’m growing out my hair again
You can drive him around in your new car, babe, I hope it makes you feel american
I hope you always feel american
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St. Elizabeth Blues
02:46
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The Sweet Forever
02:05
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I’ve been dreaming ‘bout running away
The man in the mirror, I heard him say, “Tennessee is nice this time of year.”
You’ve been dreaming ‘bout falling asleep
In the arms of a man who knows how to keep his hands to himself
And his eyes on you
We still drag these chains behind our hearts
A bottle of whiskey brings a bucket of tears
But a bottle of wine each day for a year
Will keep me buzzed enough to crack a smile
To be a fly on the wall in a room you dance seems about my only chance
To understand how heaven feels
I still dream about that carousel
Give me the sweet forever on the day she finally leaves
We could be sweet together, finding out what forever means
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Pasadena
02:52
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There's a garden where I bury my secrets
It comes alive at night with brilliant creatures
They all look like me but they've got reasons to smile
I wander through it every night while you're sleeping
Tip-toe around your dreams so you don't catch me creeping
I sit and watch them dance for a little while
On a pasadena night the freeway
Sounds like a river if you listen and briefly
I could fall asleep without a little help
But in that garden where I bury my secrets
Is a memory of west coast beaches
Bluer than your eyes, and sweeter than your smile
And if it's you or California baby you don't wanna know
I don't want to see you cry when I decide to go
So just close your eyes and let me disappear
If living in a perfect world means dying
Why is everyone so bent on trying
To outrun the clock when Jesus always forgives
I think about it but I’d never act
It’s too hard to picture you wearing that black dress
Crying into your mattress every night
And if it’s you or California mama I don’t wanna go
‘Cause I can’t stand to see you cry or leave you all alone
So just close your eyes and let me disappear
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Sleepwalking
01:57
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Sleepwalking, I’ve been sleepwalking
If I keep talking I might say something about
The way that your eyes look like diamonds when the lights go down
Sleepwalking, won’t you say something
Or I’ll keep talking, keep on saying nothing
I’ve got beautiful thoughts in my head, but they’re all pictures of you
Heartbreaker, I’m your stargazer, it’s true
Won’t you stay beaming, I’ll be daydreaming of you
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Just Us
03:39
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I see these faces, none as sad as I remember yours
Stuck in the place that’s between your bedroom and my front door
The sky is grey now in the hour in which I wake
But I feel faceless inside the void left in your wake
I found a picture of you in Tennessee
A field of cotton and your curiosity
Wish it was just us, blue skies and golden ground
But I put walls up that you couldn’t get around
It’s gonna take a little time to get it together now
It’s gonna be a little while ‘til I feel better now
My heart was broken long before I left your side
It never opened after the day her brother died
My mama told me, “Son you’ll never meet a better man”
And I feel frozen ‘cause I’ll never be a better man
It’s gonna take a little time to get it together now
It’s gonna be a little while ‘til I feel better now
Sometimes I close my eyes and I still see my on top of his shoulders in my dreams
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New New England
03:08
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I never said that I could walk on water
but I’ve spent my whole life living on the edge of this coast
I’ve met my share of men who think they walk and talk like Jesus
And girls who think that they are haunted by Mary’s ghost
But I’ve got friends who go places and some who stay ‘round here
And I’m afraid that if I don’t get out everyone will disappear
So I’ll just book a flight or buy a car and pack my bag
I’ll start looking for a new New England
Cause this one’s a drag
I got a job and I keep trying to put my money away
But all this debt and dreams I’ve lost become my chains
And I get wrapped up so easily in the things that I can’t touch or see
I’m thinking that it’s time I made a change
And I’ve never been a gambling man but I think it might be nice
To risk everything that I have on one roll of the dice
So fix your hair up pretty, put your makeup in a bag
And let’s get out of New England tonight
‘Cause it’s such a drag
And my best’s out somewhere with a needle in his arm
And some demons on his back that won’t let go
And my mother’s got three jobs she still can’t seem to pay the rent
I can’t remember the last time she felt at home
She’s got too many bills to pay, he’s got trouble on his mind
She’s got no one there to love her and he’s running out of time
The bad news keeps on coming while I’m waving my white flag
And I just blame New England
‘Cause it’s such a drag
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