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Waiting Room
03:41
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This isn't real life
This is just a waiting room
It's funny how time flies
I hope that I'm seen to soon
Started out temporary
But I've been here to long
Now it's taken part of me
Everything has gone wrong
and now I know
It's time to go
I know
I've reaped what I've sown
I put myself here
I signed myself in
Now I'm desperate for a doctor
Hungry for a win
And I know
It's time to go
I know
I'm a man without a home
When I start my real life
When I leave this waiting room
I'll never wish for the time to fly
I hope that I'm seen to soon
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I've never liked, the necessity of sleep
I've never understood, the charm of counting Sheep
And if there is a rhyme, or a reason for my brain
The way that I'm hardwired, might just drive me insane
oh but it's a hollow feeling
to stare up at the ceiling
All I want is sleep
The charm of counting Sheep
I never had a choice, It's just the way I'm made
I'm awake at night, no different from the day
The thoughts I have, only seldom makes sense
But I can't shut them off, my mind is always tense
It's like someone kinked a fire hose,
And then let the water free flow
All I want is sleep
The Charm of Counting Sheep
I've never liked
The Necessity of Sleep
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Day in and day out you'll watch us toil away
And only ever do the work you want to
And while the rest of us, sit here in pain
You bark orders from the sidelines
Do you even care about
Anything around you
A modicum of power you have
Im paved under the miles you take
Chorus
Kill ourselves to satisfy
It doesn't even pacify
The rat, who thinks he's king
You pretend to be a friend
Somebody who cares
But any moment of inconvenience
The sour look comes on your face
Show your true colours
Social chameleon
Friendly when you want to be
Never when it's needed
Chorus
I must move on, before I'm chewed apart
I can't stay long, I need a fresh start
Someday somehow you'll be put in your place
Until then you'll keep thinking you reign
But you're subjects are all in your head
You truly are alone
Chorus
Kill ourselves to satisfy
It doesn't even pacify
The arrogance the never dies
The rat who thinks he's king
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4. |
Ghosts
03:10
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This place is haunted, by the ghosts of those that used to lie here
All I ever wanted,was a way to keep my conscience clear
These angels, are my demons
Theses angels keep me from dreaming
I run a gauntlet, each night when I try to sleep
Its not what I wanted but these memories haunt me
These angels are my demons
These angels keep my from dreaming
These ghosts surround me
Scare me to Death
The fear has bound me
Left me stuck in this bed
And now I wonder, how did I find you dear
You've torn asunder, the ghosts that haunted here
These angels were my demons
These angels kept me from dreaming
Chorus
This place was haunted
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5. |
True Story
03:56
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I woke up on the armchair
Of your living room
Didn't know where my pants were
My head felt like a tomb
Guitar was in my lap
People strewn about the floor
Didn't even notice
When you walked through the door
In your hand a glass of water
On your face there was a frown
The air was getting colder
I knew I'd been a clown
Your look set me to wondering
The wrongs that I had done
Did I relive highschool glories
Aging backwards as I got drunk
Did I tell your boyfriend
I've always thought he was a tool
Did I try the wrong something
Did I play the fool
Then you told me I had said things
That I could not take back
I said that I was sorry
My filter had lost track
It was then that I regretted
Everything that I had said
I'd affronted your honour
Clearly I had lost my head
This is a true story
Doesn't paint the best picture
This is a true story
All the facts as they were
This is a true story
Names were changed out of respect
This is a true story
I was a human shipwreck
This is a true story
This is a true story
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Marathons
03:05
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Chorus
I've run one too many marathons lately
I've felt my sanity slipping away daily
I know you see me as stately
But the truth remains I'm just a state baby
Slipping away, coming apart at the seams
Losing my dreams
Trying to find the meaning
But all this feels so demeaning
Not quite how I'd planned things
Living life by the purse strings
I've been cut down by arrows and slings
Well you know how the truth stings
Chorus
Running round so aimless
Sick and tired of feeling nameless
It's time for me to find my place
You know I'm going to win this race
Chorus
Chorus (key change)
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There's an Empty Chair, at the far end of the table
You used to sit there
A cleared out room, we used to be able
To look across the hall and see you there
And I don't know, where all of this came from
I just wish it hadn't happened
And I wish, that all of this was done
And we could go back to the starT
But lo, and behold
You say you gotta go
So I'm told
You keep saying no
No, I can't talk to you
No, I'm a nice guy it's true
I don't want to cause a scene
So I guess I'll just leave
And there's a feeling, it's uneasy
Lingering in the air
The sound of footsteps, the noises teasing
Some grand exit to come
But lo and behold
You say you've got to go
So I'm told
You keep saying no
No, I can't talk to you
No, I'm a nice guy it's true
I don't want to cause a scene
So I guess I'll just leave
I'm sorry if this sounds cruel
But this is a brutal truth
Running away
Is no way to deal with life
There's a broken chair, at the end of the driveway
Waiting for the garbage man
And that empty room, is a dark as a highway
It speaks volumes for you
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8. |
Lay Down Your Weapons
03:11
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Take off your armour
Lay down your sword
There's no need for weapons
We're not at war
You speak of forgiveness
As if it is a crime
But I'm not here for fighting
Just a moment of your time
You don't seem
To understand
This is not a dream
Spill no blood upon this sand
We've been trading blows
back and forth for far too long
But don't you think it's time
To make right all these wrongs
You don't seem
To comprehend
This is not a dream
It's time to make amends
Lay down your weapons
It's not time to fight
Let's work through this
End this tonight
You don't seem
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9. |
Curahee
04:21
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3 miles up and 3 miles back
all you have to do is run
3 miles up and three miles back
but don't think you're ever done
I've never felt secure
Always longed for something more
Thought that life had more in store
now I've found something more
You're my mountain to climb
With you I feel sublime
Take on the world just you and me
We can conquer Curahee
I've always found it hard
Never been much for sharing
I reveal myself in shards
But it's not for lack of caring
You're my mountain to climb
With you I feel sublime
Take on the world just you and me
We can conquer Curahee
With you I am better
A different kind of man
There's no storm we can't weather
United we stand
You're my mountain to climb
With you I feel sublime
Take on the world just you and me
We can conquer Curahee
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10. |
Coffee Cup Catharsis
03:11
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I stare at this cathartic cup of coffee
Think of all the cups I've had before
Each one brings something different
Every cup has something new in store
As I drink my mind it wanders
Back to life as it once had been
In this year I've made many changes
Ohh this king has found his queen
And it's o n e you're the only one for me
Do you agree, you're the only one I want to see
You're the one for me
Life was very different fore I found you
Before we both realized
I'm so glad we finally decided
Said that we would give this a try
And it's o n e you're the only one for me
Do you agree, you're the only one I want to see
You're the one for me
Break
Chorus
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Evan AuCoin St. John'S, Newfoundland and Labrador
Singer/songwriter based in St. John's NL Canada. Lead singer & rhythm guitarist for The Beautiful Wrecks, co lead singer and multi instrumentalist for Port of Call. I sing and play the guitar, mandolin, Irish bouzouki, and harmonica. Heavily influenced by Bob Dylan, Tom Waits, Neil Young, Warren Zevon, Blue Rodeo, The Devemberists, & Wilco and many more ... more
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