1. |
Beautiful Shit
02:31
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I am
Beautiful shit
Doesn’t know when to quit
Or say enough
Is enough
And I’m tough
Like baby’s skin
Afraid to let you in
Or anyone
Not even my kin
You can see
So much that I
Try to hide
I am blind
On the inside
Not truth
but understanding
I am spinning
as thoughts fade
I am missing
I reply
With a yes
Making a mess
Of it all
And everything
What comes next
Is a guess
What is here
And now
Is all, and everything
Through a lens
Smudged with dirt
Through the hurt
A shining light
Warms by day
And by night
We are free
Time to set
Sail away
Into a raging sea
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2. |
Good Intentions
03:47
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Got a book of notes
I won’t read again
Rules and regulations
I tend to bend
Vacation plans
That fall apart
Weekend projects
That I never start
I got nothing but good intentions
Nothing keeps my attention
I’m trying my best, it’s all I can do
And that’s all I’d ever ask of you
Dreams and desires
That don’t come true
Good times
That end too soon
Friendships that are
Bound to end
Worn out jeans
That I should mend
I got nothing but good intentions
Nothing keeps my attention
I’m trying my best, it’s all I can do
And that’s all I’d ever ask of you
Recipes
I never follow
My pride
I never swallow
Got an ego
That I can’t feed
Never quite getting
Up to speed
I got nothing but good intentions
Nothing keeps my attention
I’m trying my best, it’s all I can do
And that’s all I’d ever ask of you
Eatin’ and drinkin’ more
Than I should
Plans to be great
But settlin’ for good
Seeds I plant
But never reap
New Year’s resolutions
I never keep
I got nothing but good intentions
Nothing keeps my attention
I’m trying my best, it’s all I can do
And that’s all I’d ever ask of you
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3. |
Coming Clean
02:26
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I was looking for a different life
Something that felt like mine
I wasn’t trying to be right
Didn’t lift a finger out of spite
Family life ain’t like happy days
God knows, lots of pretending
I was so damn miserable
I paid cash for happy endings
I’m a little dirty
Some might say obscene
It’s time, for me
To come clean
I hate cleaning vegetables
But I love cleaning the floor
I’m a minimalist
But I never tried being poor
I’m not always the nicest guy
But most of the time I am
I don’t always play by the rules
But I’m not trying to run a scam
I’m a little dirty
Some might say obscene
It’s time, for me
To come clean
If you stretch a lie long enough
It almost starts to fit
I’ve been trying to play the part
But I know it’s time to quit
I never worked my fingers
Down to the bone
I like myself a lot
But hate to be alone
I’m a little dirty
Some might say obscene
It’s time, for me
To come clean
I’m a little dirty
Some might say obscene
But it’s time, for me
To come clean
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4. |
Friends With Benefits
03:02
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I’ve been searching for a friend
That comes without strings attached
A friend that can start a fire
Without striking a match
A friend that comes and goes
with grace and ease
Knows when's enough
And knows how to please
We all need a friend
That perfect fit
That won’t give up, won’t quit
Not too much trouble, just enough of it
Friends with benefits
A friend that won’t judge
All my imperfections
Knows how to feed herself
But still has room for my affection
A friend that’ll give me space
A little room to breathe
Willing to go with the flow
Ride shotgun, or take the lead
We all need a friend
That perfect fit
That won’t give up, won’t quit
Not too much trouble, just enough of it
Friends with benefits
A friend that can see
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Doesn’t take me too seriously
Knows what’s bullshit and what to believe
We all need a friend
That perfect fit
That won’t give up, won’t quit
Not too much trouble, just enough of it
Friends with benefits
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5. |
Been Thinking
03:28
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I’ve been thinking about what to say
Tongue, twisted in knots
Get tempted by the love me’s
tired of the love me nots
Been thinking about what to do
Keep up the good fight
Or after a long hard day
Let it fade away into the night
I’ve been thinking, my mind is drinking
From a fire hose
I’ve been thinking, my heart is bleeding
Red like a rose
I’ve been thinking, my soul is aching
Lost in the shadows
I’ve been thinking, my mouth is speaking
Now everybody knows
Been thinking about where to go
I’m lost and out of my mind
Feel overwhelmed, can’t trust
Desperate for a sign
Been thinking about when is enough
My pain is masked by a smile
My capacity for misery
Gets tested every once in a while
I’ve been thinking, my mind is drinking
From a fire hose
I’ve been thinking, my heart is bleeding
Red like a rose
I’ve been thinking, my soul is aching
Lost in the shadows
I’ve been thinking, my mouth is speaking
Now everybody knows
Been thinking about regrets
Some fade and go away
Words I shouldn’t have said
And some that I’ll never say
Been thinking about my dreams
It’s time to let them go
Gotten more than my share
More than I’ll ever know
I’ve been thinking, my mind is drinking
From a fire hose
I’ve been thinking, my heart is bleeding
Red like a rose
I’ve been thinking, my soul is aching
Lost in the shadows
I’ve been thinking, my mouth is speaking
Now everybody knows
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Nicholas Graham Hall
Songwriting provides an opportunity for me to tell a story in a couple of hundred words and a few chords. Words deliver the message I want to share and music delivers the mood. Most of my songs are autobiographical in nature but I have also begun to find imaginary personas, enabling me to share feelings, thoughts, and ideas that I can imagine but have not yet experienced. ... more
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