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Sideways
05:16
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Wishing sideways you were born
But you’re right side up
And man, that’s tough
When you’ve spent every penny wishing
That there’d be nothing left but living to do
Watching freight cars in the haze
Cause you can’t go home
Left town long ago
And now you live up by the city
Man, it must be a pity to be you
Smoking Camels in the cold
Itching for a Marlboro
And maybe you’ll be fine, you know?
But it’s no wonder she was taken
Don’t be mistaken, you had waited too long
To tell her why she should stay
And fix the live you’d made
Yeah, fix the life she gave
To you
Punching windows ‘til you bleed
And they don’t talk back
Yeah, they just spit out facts
About Chevy Monte Carlos
And where the sunken river still flows
Reading books from right to left
Dylan Thomas is dead
And yet it still makes sense
That every time you turn a page
That rage you feel inside you is engaged
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Why can’t I have it all
Why must I be so small
When every single lucid vision I have
Just turns into another reason to call
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Yesterday
04:01
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Yesterday, I was blind in a hole
Yesterday, I was shining in gold
Then the wind blew, I was drunk and on my own
In the rearview, was the writing on my tomb
Four more steps, ‘til I fall off the ledge
One more debt, ‘til I kiss my brother dead
Free falling, on a ship without a name
I’ve been drinking, but in the end its all the same
Feed me, with the temper of your breath
Need me, let my body be your vest
Feel the rhythm, of my whispers in your bones
Lord have mercy, who needs god when I’ve got you doll
This is my story, and it’s something I can’t trace
And though I’m lonely, what keeps me going is your face
I’m ashamed love, of the shit I put you through
But I’m here to promise, in time I’ll make it up to you
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3. |
Out At Sea
05:47
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I once dreamt that I lived out at sea
Watching waves crash on rocks
Filled my belly with seaweed
Counted stars from the docks
The blue water, she rippled
So effortless, so sweet
The abyss was my kingdom
Never looked down at my feed
I once dreamt I had taken a lover
She was bursting with sin
She challenged my wisdom
She could curse with a grin
I was teeming with envy
Yet I never saw her face
When she handed me whiskey
I had lost all my taste
I now dream that I live in a memory
Shaping clay with my elbows, not hands
And I can be happy
With just a bucket of sand
In the heat of the dead of the winter,
In the shoes of a ghost in a cloak
I gave speeches to men in tall buildings
Then I realized, I never spoke
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4. |
Just Cause We Dream
04:02
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Just cause we dream when we’re asleep
Doesn’t mean we’re not aware
Just cause a soldier holds a gum,
Doesn’t mean he isn’t scared
Fuel is fire without the flame
Yet somehow still it finds a home
And as the jester starts his dance
The king still finds himself alone
My condolences to death
Our aspirations ran aground
Thought you were free when you were lost
Now face the horror once you’re found
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5. |
Long, Lonesome Road
03:21
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I’ve been walking down that long, lonesome road
I’ve been walking down that long, lonesome road
It’s the very same one from that sixties Dylan song
I’ve been walking down that long, lonesome road
I’ve been kicking up the gravel with my boots
The moon she’s shining bright, keeping the truth
That our days are dead and gone, somehow our bodies linger on
I’ve been kicking up the gravel with my boots
My momma says that good things come to those who wait
But I’d rather drink a pint and tempt my fate
See, I was born a dead man’s son, lord knows I like to have my fun
Momma says that good things come to those who wait
Now the Devil’s got a noose around my neck
And he’s trying awfully hard to do his best
But he’s screaming at his son, who took the safety off the gun
The Devil’s got a noose around my neck
So I whispered in his ear, “boy, let me free”
He said, “son, you know that choice ain’t up to me”
“Shoulda fixed your momma’s car, but you were sitting at the bar”
I whispered in his ear “boy, let me free”
I’ve been walking down that long, lonesome road
And this guitar, she just keeps cracking in the cold
So if that means that I can’t play, you’ll have to bury me today
I’ve been walking down that long, lonesome road
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6. |
Meaghan
05:16
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Meaghan, running down the pavement
Feeding birds in cages, in the third grade
But now I haven’t heard your name in ages
Been through so many stages of health and misery
Meaghan, though you’d be courageous
But now you’re in the back pages, with the OB’s
So why’d you choose, the hole and bruise
Over a breath, that was yours to lose
Blaming, cursing the heavens for their taking of sons and daughters
Now they’re breaking, choosing a casket and a grave
Mother and father, should they even really bother
Making amends with one another if their child can’t be saved
So why’d you choose, the hole and bruise
Over a breath, that was yours to lose
Meaghan, where was your head, what were you thinking
When you were sinking towards the bats and the bees
Now your brother has no guardian to cover he and his cursed lover
But you’ll be waiting at the gates
So why’d you choose, the hole and bruise
Over a breath, that was yours to lose
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Jacki
05:44
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I miss you, and I wish you were here
I spend my days now, pretending I’m not scared
But the truth is, every second that goes by
Without hearing your voice, is like a dagger in my side
And that’s how I know, that this is worth the wait
Cause this love that I feel, there’s no movie they can make
Jacki my baby, you’re the one
I sit at a desk for most of my day
Moving other peoples’ money to make sure I get paid
And I hate every day that I sold my soul
But I don’t give a damn, knowing one day you’ll be there when I come home
You are the only thing that matters
You are the only thing that breathes
Just one look in your eyes and I’m shattered
Lay my head on your chest and I can fall asleep
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8. |
1955 (intro)
01:48
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1955
05:40
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Watching our days pass us by
Tripping on cloud fields, swimming in the sky
What’ll it take until we wonder why
The ground below is burning, our children left to die
The land of the free, but nowhere’s safe
The black man and his family spend every minute chased
By his neighbors who claim that they don’t see race
Policeman gets a call and puts a bullet in his face
Here’s to our brothers practicing Islam
And the courage you show every day by just keeping on
If it becomes illegal we’ll say FUCK the law
The Christians are the ones who killed for far too long
Our children go to war and they don’t come back
And even if they do, we seem to leave them in the past
Let’s not forget our president, who dodged the draft
He was too busy with his daddy breaking black folks’ backs
Why do god fearing white men have so much to say
Mike Pence wants to hang you if you’re not straight
And to make sure women can’t control their own bodies
Welcome to 1955, god bless the USA
All the good little children, pledge allegiance to the flag
Women can’t get through the day without being attacked
And told that it happened because of the way they act
And if they don’t keep silent, they’re a liar and a tramp
Amendment two is sacred, so we must obey
Who needs mental healthcare when you can just play
With all the guns you want, and at the end of the day
They’ll say you shot the kids because you were crazy
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10. |
Furious and Stoned
05:42
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My, my, where’d you go
Off to a place that I don’t know
Out in the garden, they’re trading blows
A piece of us was buried beneath your mother’s bones
Bloody Mary, you’re much too late
The weeping willow by our front door has sealed its fate
I’ll pretend that I’m doing great
A beggar’s words, as good as gold, for what’s at stake
I’ve been trying to stay awake
Ripping and roaring, we’ll never be the same
I’ve been trying to come back home
I want to come home
I want to come home
Trading lies was a mistake
Foolish figures surround us now, there’s no mistake
I have done what I can to break
The mold that makes us realize our sheepish ways
I’ve been dying, furious and stoned
Creeping and crawling, on a murderer’s row
I’ve been dying to come back home
I want to come home
I want to come home
This is not our front door
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11. |
Like Waves
03:11
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Look up my love
Be mindful, of what you touch
This night is on the run
And I’m not sure what’s begun
But you’re so damn beautiful
I’m all eyes and ears
Set aside your deepest, darkest fears
Forget about your mother’s tears
In a moment, we’ll disappear
And you’re so damn beautiful
I just can’t wait
Yet your echoes are growing faint
Take a deep breath, and feel the weight
As our bodies crash down like waves
You’re so damn beautiful
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Alan Scardapane Boston, Massachusetts
Singer-Songwriter Alan Scardapane is forever pursuing the idea of "home." His lyrically driven songs grapple most often with
self identity and
the vulnerability of honest introspection. Scardapane's primary influences include Nick Drake, Gregory Alan Isakov, Neil Young, Noah Gundersen and many more. His debut Full Length album, "Out at Sea", hit the shelves on Friday, August 10th.
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