1. |
the country club bridge
03:18
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what would have happened
if we crossed the bridge that night ?
maybe my biggest fear would have become reality
and i'd die in the city where i never felt alive
and the kids who never knew me
would post sad facebook statuses
about friendships that never happened
high school wasn't that long ago
but it sure feels that way
when i pass by old classmates in a new city
and they don't recognize me
what would have happened
if we crossed the bridge that night ?
the wrong side of the ravine
would have been a bad place to be
i'd rather be face to face with you
drinking hard lemonade
than staring down a moose standing four feet away
high school feels so long ago
but i still have the same fears
except now i try to ignore them
by drinking too many beers
what would have happened
if we crossed the bridge that night ?
i wouldn't have gotten to see the stars
decorate the sky
in the splendid way they did that night
and i'd never learn the truth
about the things you used to do
once your parents fell asleep for the night
neither of us ever felt right
but in that moment we felt alive
high school was so long ago
but i will never forget that fear
and i will always think of you
even when you're not near
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2. |
Leah
01:59
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she called herself Leah
and i said my name was the breeze
she said i can free ya
and asked to take a seat on our bench
it was mid-january and the year was still young
but the night was mid-sprung
she leaned over
and whispered in my ear
she said i know i know i know
i know why you are here
the winters' cold has gone away
but it has found a place to stay
in your head
in your heart
in your nose
she smelled of spring
like the flowers on her shirt
she said everything that you see
isn't quite what you think it to be
i know i know i know why you are here
you are filled with happiness and fear
but you aren't who you were last year
she leaned over
and kissed me on the cheek
then danced off down the street
she called herself Leah
but she felt like an angel to me
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3. |
she
03:47
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she was like many other she's in the world
in many different likened ways
she was happy
she was sad
all in the same line of one poem
she wore her heart on her sleeve
to ward off all the bad
and she stitched every broken thread of each abandoned dream
into an enchanted quilt that she fell asleep wrapped in every night
she drew sketches of what tomorrow could be
little lines forming infinitesimal mountains to be climbed
little squiggles drawing oceanic waves in the bird's sea
she was blue and grey
always flickering in between
never knowing exactly what to say
tomorrow nor today
she transcended time
and found solace in the gentle push of a harshly cold breeze
leading her to the end
her destiny: determined
her destination: determined
her journey: hers to decide
so she climbed to the highest rooftop
one of 214 twins
and she wore wings
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4. |
my life is a mess
02:34
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it's my birthday once again
and all i wanna hear
is that you've forgotten that i'm here
just like you did last year
the years keep going by
and i don't know why
but i've been feeling seventeen
for as long as i can remember
there is no progress
i just regress
everytime i think i know who i am
i don't have the time to rewrite this paradigm
but i will confess that my life is a mess
it's valentine's day again
and all i wanna hear
is that loving myself
is not a crime this year
i keep swiping right
and i don't know why
i put up a fight
whenever someone says hi
there is no progress
i just regress
everytime i think i know who i am
i don't have the time to rewrite this paradigm
but i will confess that my life is a mess
st. patrick's day is here
yet again
and i'll never be saint-like
so i might as well sin
the years keep going by
and i don't know why
but i've been feeling seventeen
for as long as i can remember
there is no progress
i just regress
everytime i think i know who i am
i don't have the time to rewrite this paradigm
but i will confess that my life is a mess
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5. |
cover band
01:57
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imagine making it in a cover band
that's all you've ever wanted
i've always wanted more
i won't take what i can get
i'll take what i deserve
i don't want to be your writer
i am the operator and the machine
i don't want your "good taste" compliments
i already know that i am cool as fuck
and worthy of this world's time
i don't know what i want
but i do know that it's definitely not you
imagine making it as an irl advert
for everything you've ever made
why say "hi" when you can ask if people have thought to buy (bye bye)
i don't want to be your apprentice
i am the apple and the tree
i don't want your "good song" compliments
unless you're going to credit me
for the words i've written
and the chords i've chosen
and the part of my soul
that i donated to the devil before i realized that he's in control
i won't take what i can get
i'll take what i deserve
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Stem Champ
Stem Champ playfully captures the joys of a summer night spent biking around with pals, tender late night conversations, and
falling in love with the person you’re becoming.
These days Stem Champ (live) plays as a 4-piece making music somewhere in the lane of emo-tinged indie-rock.
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