1. |
Alt Endings
03:10
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In my dreams
We are married
What a terrible turn
What a future to burn
In some dark alley of my head
Well instead
I got lucky
I got everything I want
I got warm sunny days
With alt endings and old haunts
Every time I've felt on top it's
A looking back
Reminiscence
Is it too late to call this off?
You put on your jacket and you're
Out the door
In 30 second
Feeling just a little lost
Cause in my days
I am happy
Not a care in the sky
Not a cloud in the world
No bad weather over my head
Well instead
I got lucky
I got everything I want
I got warm sunny days
With alt endings and old haunts
Every time that I come home
Feeling so low
The television
Is it too late to turn it off?
Gripped by something a shade less than
Pure duress or indecision
Feeling just a little lost
Cause in my dreams
We were married
But no better than before
Life no less of a bore
Nothing new underneath that sun
Just as well
I got lucky
I got everything I want
I got warm sunny days
With alt endings and old haunts
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2. |
Loose Ends
01:54
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The night you locked
Me outside, I cried
It was hard to handle
Hard to be still
Pounding on the windowsill
And asking you to love me still
The night you punched
A hole in the wall
It was hard to stand tall
Hard to care at all
We sent our friends away
You sent roses, begging me to stay
Another day
It's another day
Won't you stay
Another day
Another day
The day you pushed me down
To the ground
Was Election Day and we were
There to vote
It felt like the whole town went the same way
And you wrote me a note
I rode my bike back home
And freaked out with a good friend for a while
I helped A babysit
The kids were bouncing, crazy, hyper smiles
I turned the dial
I turned the dial
I changed the song
I turned the dial
I turned the dial
And we're here now
A decade later
Who could imagine that the time could move so fast
I don't know where you are
Probably in a bar
Chicago, I heard last
I hopin' you're ok
I'm happy but I miss when we were friends
Before you locked me out
Before we left with all of these loose ends
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3. |
No Pattern
03:37
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It’s a hard day
When you wake up and see your own face
When you look out into the human race
And realize that you’re an acquired taste
You don’t get paid
And when you do it’s in no pattern
You draw from bank accounts in tatters
New lines of credit turn you down
It’s still winter
Your social circles have been splintered
From feuds and breakups, relocations
From bar to bar, station to station
And when love fades
Does it just slip away or cascade?
Does the heat of the escapade
Justify the grand charade?
State by state, how much can you relegate, my friend?
Must we negotiate again?
How does it end?
Well, I hope
But it’s so hard to know when you don’t
And I’ve yet to meet a man who can’t recant
It’s a new year
I still believe that I have conquered fear
I still believe I have a career
Until you go to work and leave me home
And my city is like a lover who beats me
I’m faithful to the point of pity
I’m telling you, he still loves me
He still loves me
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4. |
Fireworks
05:04
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That was the summer we'd drive to Ohio each weekend
Stock up on cheap cigarettes, fireworks, booze were our beacons
Things were feeling
Awfully out of control
I was feeling
Myself getting older and older
We were drifting
And drinking our evenings away
But it was fun to light things on fire
And then run screaming away
That summer we set fires
And then ran screaming away
No forward motion, tread water, just staying in place
All cheap shots and bong hits and picnics at pickerel lake
Things were feeling
Awfully out of control
I was feeling
Myself growing bolder and bolder
We'd relax
And laugh all our evenings away
So fun to light things on fire
And then run screaming away
That summer we set fires
And then ran screaming away
Out at the cabin, it started to come crashing down
Didn't trust anyone and I couldn't stop sneaking around
Things were feeling
Strange and full of fresh doubts
I was looking
For a clean and easy out
We'd collapse each night
And I needed to get away
From lighting things on fire
And then running screaming away
From the summer we set fires
And then ran from them screaming away
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5. |
Undressed
04:43
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The time has come for you to choose
Object, say no, flat out refuse
The days are growing dim
So you contract, stay home, stay in
Each circle, pull it near
The ocean made you dear
The days now growing dark
So snuff out each new spark
It’s time, come clean, come home, clean house
Cover the bed, the chairs, the couch
Each day it grows more dull
So you learn to sleep through every lull
Each evening passes slow
Object, refuse, say no
The light is growing less
Each night, slung low, undressed
The days now growing dark
So snuff out each new spark
The time has come for you to change
You try to call, you’re out of range
The is growing less
You try not to regress
The song is fading out
Let go of each fresh doubt
The ocean made you dear
Ring in the strange new year
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6. |
2008
02:16
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We were so rough on our bodies
All of those late night house parties
Dude fell asleep in the bathtub
Baby gave everyone back rubs
We did it over and over
We hid it under the covers
Out on the corner, a fist fight
Smoke in the fireplace all night
I think we were dragging each other through it
Quit your job, catch a flight, up all night again, do it
Well, it’s quarter to 4, the next thing that you know it
You sure talk a big game, girl, when you gonna show it
Nobody knows what should come next
Everyone living check to check
Chugging a beer on your rooftop
Having no fun all day nonstop
Mornings were awfully painful
Eggs, bacon, fistfuls of Advil
Rain slanting against the window
Corner of Nostrand and Myrtle
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7. |
Open for Business
03:56
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When I was young
Words would pour out from my brain
Free in every known hour
Or town
But now they pour
Onto keys
Into computer screens
Glowing blue by the light of
An unnatural home
And strings I made sing do now put me to shame
I still got the same number but I've changed my name
Is it just that my interest is starting to wane?
Well I can't help but wonder if you feel the same
I'd like to quit
To a plot
To a city unborn
In an old wooded lot
Off the street
Would you come with,
Without pause,
In a beat up old ride?
We'd have faces we know
And some we've yet to meet
Cause the strings I made sing do now put me to shame
I've still got got the same number but I've changed my name
Is it just that my interest is starting to wane?
Well I can't help but wonder if you feel the same
Well I'm open for business
In spite of the time
What you wanted was Christmas
On St Valentine's
Is it true that you've slept outside waiting in line
For a future that arrived disguised as a crime?
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8. |
Remember to Vote
03:25
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Wake up
And go and check your phone
Stay up
You're going it alone
You think you wanna
Break away from the routine
But keep on making that same scene
Each day
Pack out
And head up to the bus
Pack in
You're the last person you'd trust
Work and sleep and pay the bills
Take waking up and sleeping pills
Each day
Because the whole world turned into a popularity contest overnight
You're wondering what you could do that would somehow make this whole thing turn out right
Or maybe it always was you were a little bit louder than your bite
Wonder
What this is all about
Money
Has flattened us all out
Your kid self hates this older you
There's no refuge to retreat to
Each day
And robots
Have eaten up your brain
What happened
To not being the same
You climbed another rung, well done
You're six feet closer to the sun
Each day
The whole world always was a popularity contest from the start
You try not to get involved but kid, I'm tellin’ you, you're gonna play your part
So ready up your sleeves, some thread and needles and dislocate your heart
The whole world always was a popularity contest, that refrain
Until this point you watched it from a distance with amused, detached disdain
So maybe it's time to reconsider your position and vote with an abstain
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9. |
East Jesus
03:07
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Things here are always changing
It can be hard to get your bearing
Left for dead by the state
So pack up your belongings
Get a camper, take some kindling
Let’s you and me make a date
I’ll meet you in the desert when it all turns to shit
You know it’s gonna happen, so why not deal with it?
We’ll run away together, leave this burning world behind.
East Jesus, summer, 2029
Feels like the world’s collapsing
Does no good to take an aspirin
Hey, buddy, do you have a guy?
Why settle for amnesia
When you could have pure anesthesia
Or better yet, a sunny place to die?
So I’ll meet you in the desert when the big one hits
You know it’s gonna happen, so why not plan for it?
We’ll watch the world go up in flames with others of our kind
East Jesus, summer, 2029
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10. |
Temple
03:58
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One stick for Dorothy
The one who once raised me
All dogwoods and grapefruit
Syrup and hot soup
Down in the kitchen
Or up in the bedroom
Secreted to altars
But never to falter
One stick for Robert
Surrogate grandfather
Worn down places in wood
That once made you feel good
Out in the backyard
Or up on the river
A strong boot, a strong hand
One that never quivered
Feels like nothin’s happening’ here
But things are happening all the time
And for Buddy, once more
For bad jokes, parquet floors
Too dry martinis
Show tunes and Puccinis
The traffic on West End
Cold nights at the cabin
Always was a chimney
Smoking on his balcony
The temple’s a chimney
Smoke just like his balcony
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"No Pattern” is the debut album from Soft Center, long-time friends and collaborators Gina Pensiero (songwriting, vocals,
guitar) and Sean Lango (guitar and everything else).
“Beautiful song writing, incredible production. 'No Pattern' is a testament to great album making- something all but lost in the digital age." -Pat Byrne, Best Show
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