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Break Your Heart
04:48
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Goddamn the kind of man who could put a price upon it
you don't have to see his eyes to know the look
With a heart that finds its place in ever holding others down
and its worth in every dollar that it took
There's nothing in the way that he could say a thing to clean it
it's clear that he ain't got a thing to lose
Just sit on hands, set the flame, bet on it and and lay the blame
on anyone who really paid the dues
I know the world will come around and break your heart one day
Break your heart one day, break your heart one day
Don't ever let it hold you down, no matter what it weighs
No matter what it weighs, no matter what it weighs
Don't let 'em stop you breathing though I know what they will say
I know what they will say, I know what they will say
Don't let it drag you under now, no matter what the weight
No matter what it weighs, no matter what it weighs
She takes a breath and dives into the current of the sidewalk
and shifts her daughter to the other hip
She feels it stiffen in her joints, the job to job, to breaking point
and wonders if she'll ever really live
They try to make the moment about the moment yet to be
spaced just wide enough to keep you on your feet
She puts the day to bed and then she finds a way to rise again
and try not to remember what it means
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It Ain't Me
03:56
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My conscience has been rattling the windows,
Like wind down the snowy range across the plains
These aren't the kind of things that I had wanted to get into,
But I'm trying to explain
My tongue is tied from angry words I fell to,
and now all I taste with it is salted ground, ok
and things that I had come to see as truths that I had held to
were just words in my mouth
But maybe now, when the past has grown too big to ignore,
the weight of what's to come has broken down the door
And the how, and the why of the man I came to be,
It ain't me, it just ain't me
Pride was busy boarding up the windows
against a message that was dying to get in
Not the sort of things I'd ever thought of getting used to,
But I'm trying to begin
Now I've no use for who I used to be then
Standing there on what I took for hallowed ground
I cannot rectify now things that I tried to pretend
were true, after everything I've found
So now, when the past has grown up too big to ignore,
And the weight of what's to come has broken down the door,
Ad the bitter irony of the man I used to be
Ain't lost on me, it ain't lost on me
Maybe now, when the past has grown too big to ignore,
The weight of what's to come has broken down the door
And the how, and the why of the man I came to be,
It ain't me, it just ain't me
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Like the Sea
04:02
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I know you, you are like the sea
and the ebbing of the tide will sweep you far from me
When your arms stop holding me
and the turning of your heart makes clear what you mean
When you say, 'I got better things to do than wait for you, to find your way'
As you lay, on the bed where we were lovers once, and future kings and queens all that we surveyed
Your head hanging down as you lie back and sigh, saying, 'I could try...
but in the time that it would take me to explain... you're gone again.'
The walls that stand around me, love
are nothing but a space in which I held you up
Where you stayed with me a time
and whispered all the broken parts that made you mine
Where I said, 'From the kitchen to the bed might be the only place I ever need to go'
And the corners of your mouth, turned to north from south, and I counted it a win, though I guess I had to know
you were counting down the days, you were adding up the ways, you were marking time,
so you could make an honest claim that you had tried... before it died
So you say, 'I got better things to do than wait for you, to find your way'
as you lay, on the bed where we were lovers once, and future kings and queens of all that we surveyed
your head hanging down as you lie back and sigh, saying, 'I could try...
but in the time that it would take me to explain... you're gone again.'
I know you, and you are like the sea
and the ebbing of the tide will sweep you far from me
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Raven Lee
04:47
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The swing out on the porch helps her to get away, when she's got no one to get away with
While her mama's entertaining some new man with berry wine and using what she has to sell to pay the rent
Down an empty road through barking dogs and summer heat to a town where there ain't much at all to see
You can picture future women who will hate her years now, but they don't mean a thing at all to raven lee
I said, 'I'm done with thinking now, gonna kick it like bad habit'
Raven Lee knows where it leads and by now I think she's had enough of it
If I could get this useless tongue to throw a word out past my teeth
There are things that I would say if I could hold her eye and keep the sense to speak
She said 'You men are always breaking things they don't know how to fix, and when they find it broke, they always end up gone'
'I don't want to fix the world,' I said, 'but maybe just the little part that you and I will have to live on'
She said, 'I see you getting pictures in your head you think explain it, but from the start you knew just what this was,
Keep it straight that I'm just me with no responsibilities for what anyone else in this round world does'
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Too Far Gone
04:35
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You been looking at my face like a lost dog poster
like you know you seen it somewhere but the memory's ghosted
and the time you spent in getting to the point was better spent in gettin' gone
I been staring at my hands for the last four hours
while we stutter out excuses and think we we have the power
to fix this thing that never worked and never has been anything but wrong
But you only have to see it once, to know the end is come for us
You try to call it back, but it's too far gone
You only have to choke it down, the bitter taste to get around
to where you see the end and it's too far gone
So you been staring at that watch like you think that it'll save you
like the time could speed ahead a while, or roll around back into
the only place in all of this where anything was making any sense
When you only got the bad news now to set against the good news then
and a momentary understanding of the past to tell us when
everything that came before the only part that ever stood the test
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Bad News
05:50
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Been walking the floor, I been drowning in tears
and it seems to me, that basically, the part where I get over this will easy set me back a couple years
The house, the plans, the reaching hands, all in a place I understand, I just can't open the door
So I guess I'll look away 'til I don't miss it anymore
And everyone says give it time, grief an ever fading line, 'til you feel better one day
And I'd be more inclined to pay it mind if I could see the sense in trying to let you go in any other way
Too much of you has been left behind for me to go there anymore, too much for me to keep from breaking down
Too much of you is left behind to bear a minute in this town
So I tell my friends, they’re gonna come to see the way it's gonna be
Yeah, it's the bad news hanging over everything, and at all at once, I come to find you hanging over me
Years fly by, nights drag long, this one finds me years from you
And the train rolls on, though the engine is gone, and I find myself with nothing left to do
Too much of you has been left behind for me to go there anymore, too much for me to keep from breaking down
Too much of you is left behind to bear a minute in this town
So I tell all of my friends, they're gonna come to see the way it's gonna be
Yeah, it's the bad news hanging over everything, and at all at once, I come to find it hanging over me
So I’m saying it's fine, you know I'm coming unmanned
'Cause I'm a liar, I'm a liar, I'm a liar when it comes to you, and when it comes to the things that I can stand
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Ten Years After
03:58
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You hung around the main streets of Nebraska
and found yourself for years in Baton Rouge
And five years on the west coast followed after
never moved you closer to the truth
Ten years on from now when they come asking
what drove you to the byways in your need?
There never was a place that you called yours 'til it was gone
they all been a place to leave
But the sigh of the front door brings you home
where you only ever thought of leaving from
Ten years ago you knew that there was something you were after
but now you know that it was home, all along
Years were given over to disasters
and natural though you named them they were you
In retrospect you named your lovers captors
the most usual of suspects, it is true
You said you needed time to be alone there
and told them you were only passing through
When you found yourself alone and ten years after
the laying of the blame was square on you
Years have come and gone since you were last here
hand held to your brow against the sun
The shadow of yourself is cast against these walls
and always will no matter where you run
But the sigh of the front door brings you home
where you only ever thought of leaving from
Ten years ago you knew that there was something you were after
within these walls it seems the feeling's gone
'Cause the sigh of the front door brings you home
where you only ever thought of leaving from
Ten years ago you thought that there was something you were after
but now you know that it was home, all along
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Put a Pin In It
04:07
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An eight year old kid, got a lisp inside his mouth
and his open heart don't understand a world that laughs at what comes out
He's supposed to want it but he don't know what being cool is for, what it's for
Yeah he's standing at the tipping point, and don't know what the disappointment is for, anymore
and all the years he's living in are coming back to haunt again
Put a pin in it, to pay the rent
if you can only stand to hold it down a while
or circle back around some day and hope that you can understand it then
Put a pin right through, into the ground
If don't know where you left, what hope is there for you to find the place again?
In a pay phone booth I watch him stand, book torn into nothing
hand on the receiver, down in nineteen ninety something
but there ain't a call that he can make, and this ain't something he can take again, and again
Yeah, he knows he's at the tipping point, and he won't stand for disappointment then, not again
So he splits into what came before and all the years he's headed for
Victims of our circumstance, the years recede, as years advance
The rub of it is what was left, anticipating what was next
Waiting on another shoe that's never gonna be
time will roll ahead without you knowing what it means
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Bob Lefevre & the Already Gone Laramie, Wyoming
Bob Lefevre - Vocals and Guitar
Scott Badham - Guitar and Vocals
Larson Lind - Bass
John Poland - Guitar
Mike Krupp - Drums
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