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We were walking
Through a meadow so surreal
Not a power line in sight
No old secrets to reveal
Don’t go gently
Don’t you dare go without a fight
Wanna see you in my twenties
Wanna see you in the dying light
I know they say you
Play pretend until you’re dead
I’ve got this odd feeling
That if I
Make my bed in evidence
I won’t be truly living
Collecting dirt from every state
In jars beside your bed
Reading every article
But nothing grows in your head
Don’t go gently
Like the sparks on the 4th of July
I was sitting on your queen-sized bed
Fireworks in your eyes
We were walking
But I felt like running ‘til I don’t know the names of the streets
That reminds me of me
That kills the disease
Of a cog in the machine
That matters to me
That matters to me
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Sorrow wants to find a place in me
But I have no vacancy
You’ve taken all the rooms
Solace made this angry man
Warm and kept and small again
It’s twisted, but I’m home
Shame is a friend of mine
He’s been around for quite some time
He keeps a clean house I can’t complain
This is a lonely mind
I keep complicated thoughts inside
It’s twisted, but I’m home
I bought some lights
So you could see again
Warm my hands
So I can feel again
Can we feel again?
My heads floating in space
You’re gonna set me down
Then I’ll hear you say
That there’s no fighting now
Did I lock the door
And what was that sound
Then you say no more
Because there’s no fighting now
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Kind, Torn, Forgetful
04:27
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What did I do to change you
You hide all the things you’ve done
How could I rearrange you
So you don’t buy a gun
I left a key on the front porch
Under the rocking chair
You used to swing, and gamble
On whether or not to care
There’s a crack on the corner of your last good pair of shades
I threw them away
In your room you’ll find options, I bought em
In case you decide to stay
Damn it, I don’t know, how to ask you
How to say the simplest things
How did you sleep? Did you sleep?
I’ll be right outside if you need me
I won’t block the door or guess your passwords, that’s a trap, you deserve better than that
But if you leave tonight, the next time I see your eyes
they might be closed
and so will mine
and I’ll be wishing I’d got that password right
Maybe you wouldn’t have died
Just come home, get sober
Put all those fears to bed
I love you, I’m louder
I hope that I’m in your head
I got nothing left
When I opened up your box
You had photos from trips, and Christmas socks
You had terrible mixtapes, long lost lovers and big mistakes
You had a cathedral shot glass, pills to make the time pass, rolled up memos on how to not lose your mind
You had keychains from younger times, I remember you as kind, torn, forgetful
You were waiting for the dust to settle
In the meantime you had Ambien
Summers came and went
Waiting for a heaven sent
Intervention, so you’d know when to flush it
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Youth Truth
04:25
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Since I was 2 or 3
A drink you made for me
One of fearful sleep
And worn hypocrisy
On my wrists were strings
Pre-made wedding rings
Input spiritual cheats
Until a man you see
And when you shaved your face
And I couldn’t place just who you were
A man of faith, but grace has finally just erased all the things you used to say
They’re dead in my youth
There’s a complication
In our conversations
I’ve got preconceived notions
But it’s a thief who made ‘em
Slowly lay me down
In some gentle reason
Read me tough statistics
I think my spirit needs ‘em
On that bug lit porch where we first met
I think I caught the restlessness
Your words were stuck inside my chest
The narrow path and the cigarette
You’re dead to my truth
And then I dreamed you gave back all the things
You took from my young brain, 13
Snapped and made the flowers sing
Cleaned the harsh and awful scenes
But now I know as I wake up
I won’t fill false and fragile cups
With regrets of a better us
Those moments I can never touch
And if I’m bent then I’ll bend back
I’m cracked but I can live with that
I’ll keep a stack of hopeful facts
Pray for peace I know I lack
I won’t forget the things you did
My inner kid is scared as shit
But today I want to live
Give a damn and I’ll forgive
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Karen
03:49
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What you just don’t get
Is the future hexed
And the past is blind
Who you haven’t met
And what you forget
Is I’m left behind
There’s one of us left
So where will you get
Your dress this time
“it’s your best”
And every breath
Will be soft and kind
I’m still upstairs in my room
When they break it down I’ll be consumed
I’ve got broken boards
And it creaks when I pace back and forth
I’m not sure
I’ve never been but the blames not yours
I’m still up there in my room
If I burn it down will I burn too?
I'm still up there in my room
If they burn it down, I'll be consumed
Something out there terrifies me
Karen you’ve done 60 years
Most of mine I gave to fear
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There's No Fighting Now
05:32
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Mother said, “go back to bed
There’s no fighting now
Don’t let dark all in your head
There’s no fighting now”
Tired old sun, roll up the sky
There’s no fighting now
Day is done, don’t worry your mind
There’s no fighting now
You said you’d be
My night-lighting
I always fall for
The oldest trick in the book
Catch a breath, not one more step
There’s no fighting now
There’s still some time, there’s still some love left
There’s no fighting now
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Brian Bulger Springfield, Missouri
alt-folk singer songwriter.
KC MO.
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