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Albatross
02:44
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April is waning,
and my love's too tired to fight,
But I still can't keep you
From haunting my dreams tonight.
Can't understand,
Clap your hand and disappear.
Can we move on, when our love's gone,
But we're both still here?
And would I try,
If I got the chance again?
My love is changing,
But I won't forget this was real,
Save me the pain of
Denying what I used to feel.
Yet I know that I will live,
If we never meet again.
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Kite
04:06
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Held onto the bottle,
With those voices in my head...
Damn near fifteen years now,
Haunted by those things she said.
Now you come from nowhere,
and I don't know what to do...
But I can't get enough of you.
Hung up like a curtain,
I was draping on the floor.
Hung up like a kite now,
On a breeze I can't ignore.
I may hit the ground, oh,
But I trust you'll see me through...
And I can't get enough of you.
No I can't get enough of you.
Hung up like a kite on a breeze,
And you sing to me.
Hung up like a kite on a breeze,
And you're just what I needed.
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Buzzard
02:58
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I'll make my way
Down to the borderline,
I'm gonna drive to Mexico.
My '69 Camaro,
The highway like an arrow,
Just thought I'd tell you 'fore I go.
And there ain't nothing you can do to stop me now,
Just thought I'd tell you 'fore I go,
No there ain't nothing you can do about it now,
I'm up and drove to Mexico.
Old regularity
Don't sit too well with me;
It's like I'm stifling my soul.
I hear the river's cadence,
the Siren's song it's making,
And there is music in the road
And there ain't nothing you can do to stop me now,
Just thought I'd tell you 'fore I go,
No there ain't nothing you can do about it now,
I'm up and drove to Mexico.
And if I die,
Before I'm old,
Just lay my body in the road,
And let the buzzards take me,
And in their bellies paint me,
A brushstroke down in Mexico.
And there ain't nothing I can do about it then,
I won't get to say just when I go,
No there ain't nothing I can do about it now,
I'm up and drove to Mexico.
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Hobby
03:05
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You look at me softly
You lean in my chest,
Something that you told me
Put my heart at rest.
Oh you told me,
You think that I am good.
You cling to my hand,
I feel your love in your touch.
Something I can't understand:
How could I earn your love,
'Cause you know me,
And you know my darkest side,
You just hold me,
And you tell me not to hide.
And I don't think I'll ever get back,
You are changing me so much,
You're bringing out the truth in my step,
Because I'm trusting in your touch
Don't ever leave me,
'Cause I don't think I would be okay
Now I sit and wonder why
I thought she would stay,
I trusted the ones who said,
"Give your heart away"
'Cause you loved me,
But that never was enough...
You still left me,
When push had come to shove.
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Nene
05:19
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Knees tucked into your chest
On the way home...
Sprinkle into the sea,
The moment's a heavy stone.
You can have my best guess,
Where does life go,
She's right here in my head,
Carry her home.
Sing nene, nene, nene
We have no more to say,
Nene, nene, nene
No more to say.
She was more than a bride,
She was a whole.
Mist to cover my lights,
Grey-bright in a pulsing dome.
Lay the bird down to rest,
Deep in the road,
Carry it under my shirt,
And then let it go.
Sing nene, nene, nene
And now a newer day,
Nene, nene,
No more to say.
[I see her in you now,
I see her in you.
I see her in you now,
She's better in you]
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A Breeze
02:31
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Chart a course across the breeze,
Come along alone with me,
Isn't it life's greatest mystery:
An ouzelum bird flying to its death upon the breeze.
Never shall I say a word,
Act as though I never heard,
Ain't it funny that I live
Alone to take, alone to give?
[Amen]
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Topaz
03:38
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Last spring I died,
This spring I'm alive,
Broke down and cried
When this spring arrived.
When the apples start falling,
We'll go to the church, pick them up with our hands,
Her voice is so young,
And it hurts me to know that she can't understand.
Curled up my pen on the line,
And took back my name;
Curled up in bed, just for a while,
Now I'm not the same...
And still I remember your voice just about every day,
I guess that the pain of love ain't likely to soon go away.
And still, I wouldn't go back and chase the vacant years,
It won't do to lie in the tracks when I'm the engineer...
Where you are
When you're trapped inside a dream,
Reach through the glass,
But you can't feel anything,
Waking up to find it's gone.
Go for a walk to clear out my head,
She finds me here when I'm not in bed,
A fiery topaz hovers, bearing the signs of her youth,
She hears the weight in my voice, but I can't bear to tell her the truth...
Here I am,
And I'm trapped inside a dream,
Reach out my hand,
But I can't touch anything,
Oh, I don't wanna hear it now.
Last spring I died,
This spring I'm alive,
Press down the road,
I'm making good time.
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Landon McGee Fayetteville, Arkansas
Landon McGee is a singer-songwriter who hails from Central Texas.
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