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25 Miles
03:02
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25 miles, 25 miles to go
why do i always sing about leaving?
my blood has rooted me here
25 miles, 25 miles
take a train, take a bus, take anyway
just as long as it gets me there
is it wrong to leave my family
for a fresher breath of air?
25 miles, 25 miles to go
why am i obsessed with your absence?
my bones are feeling so hollow
25 miles, 25 miles
bridge
inst
bridge
25 miles, 25 miles to go
how will i ever forget you?
i sleep with you on my mind
25 miles, 25 miles
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2. |
Going to Boise
04:23
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5am, the streets are all empty for the sunrise
i am packing quickly and quietly
the hallway's cold and silent
my new sneakers are heaven sent
masking the sound of the plan that i have devised
when i am gone, they will all wonder why they shunned me
wandering their pretty little home
i'm on my way to boise
canopied by the city of trees
i'm sure the bus ride there will be my clarity
city of boise, city of trees
i don't know why but the gem state needs me
city of boise, city of life
come wrap me up and take away my 20-year-old strife
this weird old man, he has been staring at me all day
in his beard are pieces of his lunch
i try to keep my head low
the music's in my earphones
i hope i'm not that strange when i'm old and gray
pre-chorus
i'm going to boise
i'm going to boise
the bus driver plays 'ghost and the darkness' on the tv screens
what a movie to watch when you're trying to sleep
and the day grows long and i'm still seated during hour fourteen
from the plains of kansas i take my leave
chorus
5am, the streets are all empty for the sunrise
our bus lurches into the station
i've found my way to boise
canopied by the city of trees
the foothills here may be where my treasure lies
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3. |
Storage
03:30
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i need a place to hide this broken heart
before it dries and falls apart
i need a place to keep my feelings warm
i need a place to weather this cold storm
why won't you take it storage?
why won't you take it storage?
i am begging i am pleading for you
my house and car are getting full of shit
i am tempted to toss most of it
pictures and letters and trinkets left and right
i need a place to get it out of my sight
chorus
all of this fighting has left me
tired and worried and wary
oh baby why can't you see
this is the last thing i need
i'm packing it up, i'm taking it out
i'll kick and i'll fight
and i'll scream and i'll shout
this is the best that i can do
to forget you
chorus x2
i need a place to hide this broken heart
before it dries and falls apart
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Attaquin Beach
04:42
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attaquin beach in the morning
when the sun glints off of the sea
how i long for you to be here with me
when the waves crest i am an ocean
to be sailed upon delicately
how i long for you to be here with me
the seagulls cry dirges above
as i twist and turn without love
on attaquin beach the sand
never goes dry
i remember the knots in your shoulders
and the freckles that dotted your smile
the beach has been alone for a while
i have thought of all i could dream of
all the ways that i could beguile
but this beach has been alone for a while
chorus
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5. |
Heart, Meet Sleeve
02:21
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i am trying to forget you
but it's hard to explain
i wish that i had never met you
but you won't go away
i can't get you out of my head
and my heart's feeling half dead
what am i supposed to do tonight?
i am trying to defy this
got my heart on my sleeve
but i'm longing for a sweet kiss
why'd you have to leave?
i can't get you out of my head
and my heart's feeling half dead
what am i supposed to do tonight?
heart meet sleeve while everybody's watching
take those tears and dry em dry em dry em [x2]
is it better to be your friend
when i know that we once were more
i am sorry that i wasn't good enough
sorry i was such a chore
chorus x2
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6. |
Oceans
02:31
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caught up in the undertow
in line
for the bottom of the ocean
sinking so effortlessly
let you go so you'll be free
i
find i'm breathing a salty air
at the bottom of the ocean
all the dolphins swim and stare
i try to look like i don't care
but i do
don't know about you
sitting down on the coral reef
we try
singing songs that we remember
but the melody becomes a blur
and our harmonies are quite unsure
you
with your hair floating in the waves
at the bottom of the ocean
i can't think of how to kiss you
are you wondering if i want to?
well i do
don't know about you
in the sea we'll be
together
you and me
together
with our hearts so intertwined
we'll leave
the ocean
behind
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7. |
These Bruises
02:42
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i was a little flustered after last night
two weeks in and already a fight
i tried to be kind but sometimes my mouth just doesn't think
that night the bar had some really good drinks
i tried to be sorry but the words didn't come out right
i had a couple of questions after last night
why, when you're mad, do you have to bite?
these bruises shaped like little incisors
these bruises shaped like little incisors
chorus x4
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8. |
Don't Want Me Around
02:54
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it's frosty outside
and i'm crying
my tears they don't hide
they just freeze along the ground
and if i don't die
then i'll be lying
cause i know i know
that you don't want me around
these icicles dry
as they dribble on the pavement
and trees all sigh
as spring is on its way
but you and i
we were never heaven sent
and i know i know
that you don't want me around
these wallpaper walls
are aging nicely
the torn and tattered fall
like they never held at all
and you by my side
is like a ghostly memory
oh darling can't you see
verse 1
bridge
verse 2
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9. |
Falsetto
03:12
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set me down
i don't want to go
i'm twirled around
face down in the snow
they come in cars
in ambulances
in frozen cars
and ambulances
oh
europa sings
silently we fall
the light she brings
backs against the wall
our time has come
laying out the plans
our time has come
blisters on our hands
oh
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in the street tonight
we have a million
people working
loving you in the light
but now you're turning
shades of gray
i was privy to your faults
i knew all of your weaknesses
tried to take you down
but you were slippery
o conquistador
were you studying the stars?
before the morning breaks
you will rot behind bars
pitchforks and torches
we agrarians unite!
storm the castle gates
to take you by surprise
we have you bound by dawn
heads stuck on the pitchfork barbs
a new regime
will watch the sunrise!
chorus
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11. |
This is All
02:28
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this is all i can think about
just the sound of the pouring rain
and your hands, oh your gentle hands
stretching out the strain
this is all i can talk about
how your eyes make the sun seem cold
on your lips is a mystery
i will do what i'm told
i wish i could say what i wanted to say
you will always be the one who got away
this is all i've been dreaming of
just to have you sleeping here
in your old torn up underwear
for the rest of the year
this is all, all a memory
just a hope bottled in my mind
tossed into frozen ocean waves
something no one will find
chorus
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Boise [original demo]
02:44
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boise, you are the cauldron in which i simmer
from table rock i can see the stars but my own keeps getting dimmer
this city of trees has canopied my decline
but people still think i'm doing fine
boise, you are the ashtray that's always full
we chain smoke our lives away lured by your loving lull
when i'm with you i always feel so behind
but people still think i'm doing fine
boise, you are the lover i'll never miss
the one who puts you down and cringes at a little kiss
when i'm with you i feel so behind
but people still think i'm doing fine
boise, you are the cauldron in which i simmer
from table rock i can see the stars but my own keeps getting dimmer
this city of trees has canopied my decline
but people still think i'm doing fine
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13. |
The Last Song I'll Write
02:00
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put these words to paper
put these words to mind
i will never sing again
as long as i'm alive
i will find my fortune in dirt
i am shielded from the light
resting on a pile of shirts
this will be the last song i write
fingers growing soft
callouses denied
if i die right now
i think i'll be fine
casket made of cardboard and tape
put my body out of sight
in the end i've made my escape
this will be the last song i write
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Josh Belville Portland
Actor/musician living in Portland, OR.
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