help yourself! (demos)

by Nightjars

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some one-take demos of old songs, new songs, and songs in between.

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released March 4, 2015

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Track Name: hemlock
you seem to believe yourself an angel
made of marble, made of air
but you forget all your best angles
the second that you see me standing there

stranger into strawman
well, you're a politician's son
and if i can't trust those broad-palmed hands, well
i can't trust anyone

you think you're such a socrates
like, james dean don't even need to try
i'm tired of your mystery
and you can't look me in the eye

and that's all right?
and that's all right?
and that's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right

i can't quite see right through you
but even so, i do my best
i can see the little brittle bones in your hands
i can see the coward in your chest

you think you're such a socrates
like, james dean don't even need to try
i'm sick of your hypocrisy
and you can't look me in the eye

and that's all right?
and that's all right?
and that's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right
it's all right
and that's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right

let go your head
let go your philosophy
talk to me
in something that's not poetry
for the love of god
oh i know what you're thinking

you think you're such a socrates
like, james dean don't even need to try
maybe i'm tired of your mystery
like, you can't look me in the eye

you seem to think that that's all right
it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right

you think that that's all right
it's all right
it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right

it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right
Track Name: i think of you
cup of codeine never came my way
i don't mind
i know exactly what my mother would say
she'd be fine

would i seem too cute
if i said i think of you?
well, i already seem too cute
so i'll admit i do

i think of you
it's not the only thing i do
but it's true
i think of you, i think of you

whoo

what if it's beautiful this time?
what if it turns out fine?
oh, what if it feels divine
or i take your hand in mine?

oh, what am i to do?
i can't write because of you
i think of you
do you like me too?
i like you too

whoo

and all those people on street corners don't know what they're talking about
they think they're gentlemen but it's written in every word they shout

they tell me i'm a peach
they tell me i look cute
almost good enough to eat
but i am no one's fruit

i think of you
you wouldn't do that, would you?
you're too kind to be cruel
i pray god it's not true
not true of you

whoo

wise men say
only fools rush in
but i can't say they're going anyplace i've been

anyway
would it be a sin?
well i don't know any other way to get out of the state i'm in

whoo

i think of you
i think of you
do you want me to(o)
like i want you to(o)

well i want you to(o)
i know i seem too cute
it's not the only thing i do, but
i think of you

ooh
Track Name: moon on the lake
we hide in the kitchen
we'll stay awake
with our sticky limbs
and the sound your breath makes
when she passes by us
whistle and wheeze
and the rhythm forgotten of hide and go seek
the hum of the summer
moon on the lake
and your head on your knees
and the way it all breaks
she knows where we're hiding
now it's pretend
but we keep it up
a favor we do for a friend

i know your worst fear
it's the one where she leaves us all here
but she doesn't, does she, dear?

we go out nightswimming
when it gets cold
the moon on the lake, the wives' tales that i've told
i watch my limbs shimmer, water all bright
but i turn away when she tries to kiss you goodnight

i know how you feel
like the whole world's too full and too real
too small to see, too big to steal

we hide in the kitchen
away from you both
it's not a joke about me, but it's still a bad joke
the footstep and whisper of kids on a dare
and if i were older, then i wouldn't care

i don't know what it's like
a kiss on the cheek in the night
i hear it's very nice

time comes you find us
clatter and shout
and the laughter and hands helping up and then out
but you turn away like the first thrill of fall
i knew i was losing, but i've lost it all

i didn't love you that way
if they ask me, then that's what i'll say
but they don't, so i'm ok

the moon on the lake
the courage it takes
a stone's throw and then it all breaks
the moon on the lake

but i know your worst fear
it's the one where she just left you here
but she didn't, did she, dear?
Track Name: crybaby
i'm holding hands with an atheist
i feel the tension pooling in his fingers and his wrist, oh
i'd like to tell him, "it's all right, you can loosen up 'round me,
after all, i'm just a crybaby!"
i'm a, i'm a crybaby

found a book of horoscopes but they're all wrong
they tell me i cry too much and my love line's too long, but
they're right in saying i was born in-between
oh, i'm a gemini and a cancer, i'm a cusp baby
i'm a, i'm a cusp baby
i don't believe in anything

especially not astrology!

he's taller than i am but our hands still touch
when we're walking together, so it never takes much
he says, "maybe that's intentional," but he doesn't believe in god so i can't see
how intentionality
is even a possibility
we don't believe in anything, do we?
(or do we?)

or do we?

but all the same i hear him, i think it's so sweet
his own way of saying he likes holding hands with me and
if he wants to imply that this is where our hands are supposed to be
then who cares what we believe?
he's still getting through to me
and it makes me feel so mushy and so soft and sweet

but we know that i'm just a crybaby
i'm just a crybaby
i'm just a crybaby

crybaby
crybaby
crybaby
Track Name: aria (salem, ma)
you were not a cathedral, love,
i knew that when i met you
but i still wear this ring like i'm still young

and even though i do my best
to find you in the quietness
less often now, oh i still bite my tongue

summer comes in waves
and i never felt safe
maybe it's not the same
so give it a different name
oh, i try to tell ya
but my words rot before they're ripe

they were born at the wrong time

and now 400 years have passed
since last october burnt her last
but you never cared, and now you never will

i dreamt i was an astronaut
then i woke up and i forgot, but
in the dawn, the moon was rising still

autumn comes in waves
and still i don't feel safe
maybe they're not the same
then give one a different name
oh, i tried to warn ya
but my words were all born freaks

they all looked just like me
they all looked just like me

the lamplight like a swarm of bees
comes pouring through the centuries
tonight i'll sing her songs about the moon

and you are like a telescope
turned wrong way round, held much too close
i never sang this aria for you

well, winter goes in waves
and even this will break
no more of these golden flames
no more of this crumbling name
oh, please tell my daughter
she has her mother's face

but somehow she'll be safe
that i will keep her safe

the years will go in waves
but she'll live to see the day
maybe she's not the same
but she'll find a different name
tonight i will sing her
the loveliest lullaby

and she'll turn out all right
and she'll turn out all right
and she'll turn out all right, oh