1. |
Black Ice
03:31
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See him get in the morning
See him get in the evening
All around town
Little have a pity
As the day was freezing pretty
Black ice all about
Pause, pause
Pause, pause
Pause, pause
Pause, pause
Go
I can’t I’m stuck
I can’t I’m stuck
I can’t I’m stuck
I’ve done a bad thing
I’m incapacitated
I feel the walls are crumbling
I feel the walls are crumbling
I feel the walls are crumbling
I feel
Oh, it’s just
The broken pieces
It’s just
The debris
The debris enclosing me
I came in the morning
I came in the morning
And that’s where I stayed
That’s where I stayed
As the walls came
Crumbling down on me
All around me
See him come in the morning
See him come in the evening
I’m still waiting
For him to save me
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2. |
Changes
04:32
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Did you whisper
Did you whisper nothings in my ear
Only to find that I was deaf
Did you hurry
Did you hurry
To give me something before I leave
Only to find that I had left
Changes
Changes
Changes pick you before you pick yourself
Nothing you could score against me would make me angry
For how I played I deserve that penalty
I only have as good a hand as you dealt me
I’m a tough lock to pick when you’ve thrown away the key
Did you hunger (Did you hunger)
Did you hunger for a thrill that this alone
Cannot begin to satiate
Did you wonder (Did you wonder)
If the vacancy bleeding between
Was enough cause to evacuate
Changes
Changes
Change, changes pick you before you pick yourself
Nothing you could score against me
Would make me angry (would make me angry)
For how I played I deserve that penalty (that penalty)
I only have as good a hand as you dealt me (as you dealt me)
I’m a tough lock to pick when you’ve thrown away the key (thrown away the key)
Changes
Changes
Changes pick you before you pick yourself
Nothing you could score against me would make me angry
For how I played I deserve that penalty
I only have as good a hand as you dealt me
I’m a tough lock to pick when you’ve thrown away the key
I’m not equipped to be on your team now
But I’ll play the fucking game
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3. |
Hanging
04:49
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Look at me
Look at me
Do I look okay to you
When you say
What you say
Do I look okay to you
I caught you one time
I caught you more than one time
I caught you looking my way
It’s true
Not sure how I felt
I was not sure how you felt
But I knew what I felt
Without telling you
So if you see me hanging
If you see me hanging on
Just let me go
I’m not trying to
To make a case that I belong
I wish I could
You know I would
So as you see, my love, I can’t
You had a way
With the things you’d say
So I gave you one more chance
I caught you one time
I caught you more than one time
I caught you asking about me
It’s true
Hope it freaks you out and shakes you
The same way the shame will quake you
You’re looking for a feeling
Will this do
So if you see me hanging
If you see me hanging on
Just let me go
I’m not trying to
To make a case that I belong
I don't belong
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4. |
I Am
05:08
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I don’t care
I am fickle
I am frail
I am fragile
I might fail
I am an open book
A mystery
I am a prism
Clear-cut, I’m plain to see
I was a soldier
I was a savior
I told you the straight truth
Through the lies I gave you
I had a kindness
Through the iffy things I said
You can love me
Or leave me for dead
Who do you think you are
Telling me who I am
Take what you want from me
Take it while you can
I don’t care
I am brilliant
I am power
I have minutes
I’ll give you an hour
I have a vision
Of what I want you to see
I am a looking glass
Look at me
I was a gold star
I was a hater
I stepped on the ‘right-now’
On my way to the ‘later’
I had an arrogance
But I’m hoping that you know
You can love me
Or let me go
Who do you think you are
Telling me who I am
Take what you want from me
Take it while you can
You don’t know me
No, you don’t
You could love me
But you won’t
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5. |
Thirty Diamonds
05:04
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You always had a face that looks so pretty
And everyone around you thought the same
Until your tired tongue turned to taffy
The thought of using it turned you insane
I went outside
There’s a River Outside
There’s a River Outside for you
Courage is contagious
If you’d only be courageous
There’s a river outside for you
Just for you
Break me in
Thirty diamonds
Take more than you can give
Thirty diamonds
Hear not only what is said straight to you
Hear also what is lingering left unsaid
By hearing in your heart you'll learn to listen
By listening you'll heed the difference
She said I went outside
There’s a River Outside
There’s a River Outside for you
Courage is contagious
If you’d only be courageous
There’s a river outside for you
Just for you
Break me in
Thirty diamonds
Take more than you can give
Thirty diamonds
Thirty diamonds
Thirty diamonds
Thirty diamonds
Thirty diamonds
Mama here's what I've found
I'm drowning
I can't sink on solid ground
Where words like that don't make a sound
For you
Break me in
Thirty diamonds
Take more than you can give
Thirty diamonds
Thirty diamonds
Thirty diamonds
Thirty diamonds
Thirty diamonds
Oh (x12)
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6. |
These Days
03:03
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I don't need a brain to do half of the work I do
But being a millennial it's been forecast I'm screwed
My skills and qualifications put traditionalists to shame
But employers like to wipe their asses with my resume
It's just a dandy Wednesday
Til you're burned in effigy
These days are nothing short of strange
But that's just the territory
And you have to buy it
There's a trainwreck running for president
Thinks he'll make the country great
His campaign is as out of control as the fake tan on his face
He swings his racist shit with hateful uninspired spite
It will be much too late by the time these idiots realize
It's just a dandy Wednesday
Til you're burned in effigy
These days are nothing short of strange
But that's just the territory
And you have to buy it
It’s the territory
And you have to buy it
My sister wears too much makeup
Can she even drive there to get it
I told her not to pluck her brows so thin
Or else she might regret it
Her high school is laden with criminals, clowns in class, and it's dead-ended
It's amazing how resilient these kids are
In a time that's so pathetic
It's just a dandy Wednesday
Til you're burned in effigy
These days are nothing short of strange
But that's just the territory
And you have to like it
It’s the territory
And you have to like it
I only have
A hundred years
A hundred songs
A hundred fears
A thousand cares
A million tears
but I don't want
One billion regrets
It's just a dandy Wednesday
Til you're burned in effigy
These days are nothing short of strange
But that's just the territory
And you have to buy it
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7. |
Interval
04:34
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So I bid you a silent goodbye
And accepted with a boastful swallow of pride
It was important to steal this lesson and lock it away
But one day I emerged from my sane state of shunning trouble
And at the foot of my doorway was a letter
Addressed to a past Me
And I opened it
Before knowing it was coming
I had pledged to ignore any reconsiderations requested within
This was a promise I made to myself
From behind my bubble in the Hills of Harmony
The thing about wishful thinking, though,
Is that you are more likely to let your walls dissolve
As you leave yourself susceptible to the contents of that letter
Exposed to the acid disguised as sweetness
To seep in through the tears
You have tearfully spent the days repairing
If you keep doing these things
Then they will think you have successfully survived
So I crumpled up your communication
And as the wicked ball of paper bit my gentle finger
I felt once more the personification of confusion and duplicity
Which had once led me to know better
than to have opened your letter
But which did me no such favor to spare me this time
As my curiosity crept
And I embraced it
Despite my confidence in my error
I wore my integrity like a bandage
Like the royal cloak
Of a queen about to be knocked off her high horse
And galloped away into the Depths of Disillusionment
The thing about wishful thinking, though,
Is that you are more likely to let your walls dissolve
As you leave yourself susceptible to the contents of that letter
Exposed to the acid disguised as sweetness
To seep in through the tears
You have tearfully spent the days repairing
If you keep doing these things
Then they will think you have successfully survived
So I told you through a grimace that I was happy for you
And the grimace wasn’t that I wasn’t happy for you
As much as that I was sad for myself
So I told you through a grimace that I was happy for you
And the grimace wasn’t that I wasn’t happy for you
As much as that I was sad for myself
And sad that the promise you dangled in front of me
Shiny and appealing
Was actually a dagger coming right at my chest
And I let it
And as I was stunned and silent
Desperate to comprehend what was even happening
You mistook me for defeated
And threw my body into the Sea of Sadness
The thing about staying afloat, though,
Is that if you stop acting like you can be saved
If you stop screaming
Flailing your arms
Gasping for air
Hoping that someone has noticed and is willing to help
If you stop doing these things
Then they will assume you have successfully drowned
So I bid you a silent goodbye
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8. |
Trouble in Shangri-La
04:46
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Where they cast their afflictions
in a starring role
Where they cater to their affections
By being ice cold
Where they tailor to virtues
By simply cutting them out
Where in a decent argument
The right man has no clout
That’s the trouble
The trouble in Shangri-La
Though you try so hard
You don’t get very far
If you cooperate they might let you out
Before they feast on all your petulant doubt
I’m gonna show what all the fuss is about
I’m gonna rise up from this hole in the ground
Where the feeling of entitlement
Wraps its hands around neck
Where they make a barrage to embarrass you
Out of a microscopic speck
Where they address redemption
By simply sending it on its way
Where if you’re looking for the truth, boy
You’ve got a whole slew of mind game to play
That’s the trouble
The trouble in Shangri-La
Though you try so hard
You don’t get very far
If you cooperate they might let you out
Before they feast on all your petulant doubt
I’m gonna show what all the fuss is about
I’m gonna rise up from this hole in the ground
That is the trouble, the trouble, the trouble, the trouble, the trouble, the trouble, the trouble
The trouble in Shangri-La
Though you try so, so, so hard
You don’t get very far
That’s the trouble
The trouble in Shangri-La
Though you try so, so, so hard
You don’t get very far
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9. |
Not a Crime
01:40
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My sock is falling down inside my shoe
I have forty thousand wings unbroken
And I wouldn't sing to you
Even if you left my heart aplenty
I've got better things to do
So I gave you my excuses
Using talll tales to get through
Well, guess what, I'm lying
I'm lying
Fuck you
You can use your tears
To wipe away
The void I left
As you cry today
Well, just remember
I'm fine
I am not singing to you
And that's
Not a crime
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10. |
Once an Addict
02:30
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Small and portable
I can fit it in my lap
I could put it away
But why would I do that
I never had a friend
I loved as much as this
Does it make any sense
To love the inanimate
It started very tame
Thought I could practice control
But the habit grew and
Until it swallowed me whole
Commit me for my crime
When I am in so deep
My addiction won’t back off
The consequence is steep
I didn’t mean for this
To do away with me
But I have lost myself
In loving my
Ukulele
Oh my God, I’m in so deep
Where can I get my fix for cheap
I’ve got tricks and whiskey by the heap
But I want a ukulele
I’ll impress my friends with its majesty
I’ll play for them out of irony
All other instruments not for me
Because I want a ukulele
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11. |
Back To You
03:36
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Oooh ooh-ooh
Oooh ooh-ooh
And the worst part is
If I realized I deserve better
I’d still come crawling back to you
On my hands and knees
Disjointed melodies
Dawning across memories
I’d still come crawling back to you
Oooh ooh-ooh
Oooh ooh-ooh
The first part of this
Story ends like a letter
I sincerely hope you write me back
With your eyes and lips
Should I forgive you or kill
For you to kiss me, make it quick
Dying in this heart attack
Oooh ooh-ooh
Oooh ooh-ooh
I’m running in circles like
It’s a goddamn ball game
This is not a round of duck-duck-goose
Counting my cards in vain
Running the field in the rain
I lose, it strikes me and it’s all plain
I’d still come crawling back to you
I'd still come crawling back to you
I'd still come crawling back to you
I'd still come crawling back to you
I'd still come crawling back to you
And the worst part is
If I realized I deserve better
I hope they cut off my arms and legs
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12. |
Paint Her
04:02
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Your touch is shallow
Your reach is shallow
And the most naïve thing
As you painted my picture I saw myself
Until I noticed the brushstrokes
So shallow
And the pain that it brings
When the picture you’re seeing
Is not a view (of you) at all
Until I noticed the brushstrokes
So shallow
Come Painter, come
Come paint her, come
Come Painter, come
Come paint her, come
Come Painter, come
Come paint her, come
Come Painter, come
Come paint her, come
And the most naïve thing
As you painted my picture I saw myself
Until I noticed the brushstrokes and saw
That they were shallow
Your love is shallow
Your reach is shallow
Come paint her shallow
Come paint me shallow
Come paint me shallow
Come paint me shallow
Come paint me shallow
Shallow
Shallow
Shallow
And the most naïve thing
As you painted a picture I saw myself
Until I noticed the brushstrokes
I noticed enough
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13. |
Split Away
05:10
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So I split away
So I split away real fast
Running against the wind before the dawn comes back
So I split away
So I split away real fast
The mothers and the maggots won’t turn me around
I’m a cold asylum
I’ve got a frigid stare
Whipping past the concrete
You can’t contain me here
So I split away
So I split away real fast
As the gatekeeper reaches into my soul
So I split away
So I split away real fast
Before the un-truths color what I know
I’m a harsh November
Seeping into your Spring
An unwanted promise
Clouding your epiphany
So I split away
So I split away real fast
Racing past the boneyard of what this used to be
So I split away
So I split away real fast
And hope I don’t sprain my ankle on memories unwelcome
I’m the pit in your stomach
You’ve heard so much about
Reinforcing the reality you’d love nothing more than to doubt
So I split away
So I split away real fast
Leaving an empty shell and not sweeping up the cracks
So I split away
So I split away real fast
The symphonic resolve strengthens me at last
I’m a reckless virtue
You’ve got a price to pay
You should have let me go
Before the split split me away
So I split away
So I split away real fast
So I split away real fast
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Jess Saade Boston, Massachusetts
Alternative singer-songwriter with a soulful vocal aesthetic and a penchant for piano, guitar, ukulele.
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