1. |
405
02:48
|
|||
|
Alarm goes off before the crack of dawn
Hit the snooze, it’s gonna cost me
Lay awake in bed a few minutes more
Before I drink my morning coffee
Snake my way through the quiet streets
It’s the dawn of a brand new day
Like grains of sand below the waves
We pour ourselves out onto the highway
One more day on the 405
I’m happy just to be alive
All this traffic and all these jams
I hope I survive
One more day on the 405
I’m surrounded by an ocean of stares
Prisoners behind bars
Prepared for a road trip
Even though we aren’t going that far
It’s an ocean of red flashing lights
As far as the eye can see
Ninety minutes of stop and go
Staring right back at me
One more day on the 405
I’m happy just to be alive
All this traffic and all these jams
I hope I survive
One more day on the 405
A million songs aren’t enough
To keep me company
So I search that radio dial
Hoping someone will talk back to me
I find myself going in
Dreaming of a way out
Nothing but miles of black pavement
Between me and my route
One more day on the 405
I’m happy just to be alive
All this traffic and all these jams
I hope I survive
One more day on the 405
|
||||
2. |
Baby Baby
02:45
|
|||
|
Baby baby you caught my eye
Wonder if you’re with the other guy
It’s going to be a long, long night
Hoping that you see me
Baby baby the time is right
Doing it morning noon and night
Jump on and hold on tight
The stars are shining brightly
Baby baby remember my name
I ain’t playing, this ain’t no game
It would be a pity a crying shame
If you walked out and left me
Baby baby it’s a brand new day
Listening for the words to say
I’m tired don’t want to play
But hoping that you’ll ask me
Baby baby if you don’t quit
You’re gonna need a first aid kit
Think you’re so tough this girl won’t hit
Go ahead and test me
Baby baby don’t be afraid
You can leave, don’t have to stay
It’s gonna work out either way
So take the road less traveled
Baby baby I don’t want to hear
About your worries and your fear
I can’t afford another tear
So please let me down gently
Baby baby life ain’t fair
It’s okay, no one cares
We sure were a lucky pair
So go on and roll the dice
|
||||
3. |
Cake
03:06
|
|
||
|
I got a bit of a sweet tooth
In fact, more than one
Coffee with cream and sugar
As I watch the rising sun
Always getting my hand
Caught in the cookie jar
Can’t help myself
Don’t have to reach too far
I want to have my cake and eat it too
Even though it’s no good for me and you
There’s so much, I want to do
But I’ve got to face the facts, face the truth
Can’t have my cake and eat it too.
Whipped up the icing
Spread it on top
I tried a little taste
I couldn’t seem to stop
Tried a little balance
A little give and take
I couldn’t help myself
I ate the whole damn cake
I want to have my cake and eat it too
Even though it’s no good for me and you
There’s so much, I want to do
But I’ve got to face the facts, face the truth
Can’t have my cake and eat it too.
Apples n’ peaches
Turning ‘em into pies
My stomach is never
Quite as big as my eyes
I like my cakes
In cups, bowls n’ plates
I like ‘em a little early
And I like ‘em a little late
I want to have my cake and eat it too
Even though it’s no good for me and you
There’s so much, I want to do
But I’ve got to face the facts, face the truth
Can’t have my cake and eat it too.
|
||||
4. |
Kiss
02:37
|
|
||
|
Walking a path
Lined with tulips
Like a lighthouse
Calls for her ships
Your lips as smooth
As a flower petal
Your mouth, so hot
It could bend metal
I'm tempted to ask
If it would be too much
To give our lips
The chance to touch
A kiss, a kiss
A kiss, a kiss
Oh how I wish
That we could kiss
Hands pressed hard
Against hips
Standing on the edge
Of a cliff
Excited to think
Touching your lips
Or if I hesitate
What I might miss
I look deeply
Into your eyes
I think I’m ready
To give it a try
A kiss, a kiss
A kiss, a kiss
Oh how I wonder
Will we ever kiss
Our warm lips
Come together
We dance and sing
Like birds of a feather
Light as air
Heavy as dew
Kissing and kissing
As lovebirds do
Will our first kiss
Be our last?
Only time tells
So don’t go too fast
A kiss, a kiss
A kiss, a kiss
Oh how I’ll miss
When our lips kiss
A kiss, a kiss
A kiss, a kiss
Oh how I’ll miss
When our lips kiss
|
||||
5. |
Happy
03:48
|
|
||
|
I'm trying to write a happy song
So you won't think I'm depressed
But trying to write a happy song
Got me feeling like a mess
Everyone’s selling happiness
As the way I ought to be
The only thing I want to buy is
Live my life according to me
So live hard and die fast
These feelings will pass
As the days grow short
And the nights grow long
I'll sing my happy song
Now those preachers are telling us
We’ve got to love ourselves
Cause if you don't like what's in the mirror
How can you love anyone else?
So we try to love ourselves
But the guilt, it weighs us down
Worrying what people think
Wearing a smile, feeling a frown
So live hard and die fast
These feelings will pass
As the days grow short
And the nights grow long
I'll sing my happy song
The candle burns fast
And the wax will soon be gone
And you won't worry about my happiness
Or trying to sing my song
I'm gonna write what I want
And do what I do
Cuz’ when they're done with happiness
They'll be selling something new
So live hard and die fast
These feelings will pass
As the days grow short
And the nights grow long
I'll sing my happy song
So live hard and die fast
Cuz all your feelings, they pass
As those days grow short
And those nights grow long
Just sing your happy song
|
||||
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
If you like Nicholas Graham Hall, you may also like:
Irish singer-songwriter Oisin Leech's acoustic folk music is characterized by its muted beauty and intimate, solitary quality.
go to album
The haunting new record from Canadian folk artist Avi C. Engel bridges old and new traditions with a minimalist approach.
go to album
Here in the Pitch
by Jessica Pratt
On her fourth album, Jessica Pratt blends up 60s pop and bossa nova into a spooky mix of soft psychedelia.
go to album
Great Loveday Wonder : The Collected Demo Recordings
by Billy Childish / William Loveday Intention
From the always-great label Tompkins Square comes two-dozen plus demos from alt legend Billy Childish.
go to album
Darkness begins to creep into the corners on the latest from Itasca.
go to album
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura.
go to album
Dakota Blue Moon
by Jackson Harden
Gorgeous acoustic Americana from North Carolina, stripped-back and sublime.
go to album
