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This Island Life

by Fearless Freep

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all the miles between us, the gestures you don't make the telephone apologies ring hollow in the face of the past that you bring with you it's heavy and it's long and it don't bear repeating now so let's just drag it along and yeah i know that you and i both know it but waiting months to spend a weekend is no way to in love for crying out loud, we've been here before we've covered this ground, we've settled the score why do we keep on counting? you think it'd be so easy, but it never is that way the things that shouldn't matter matter from far away you could come up in november you got those three days off but all i'd do is think about how the next day you'd be gone if we're back at the start and do it over again would it come out different, or the same at the end? should we maybe have waited? but there's no time for that now it is what it is and so we gotta make it through somehow until summer comes around yeah i know we're trying we talk four times a day you tell me that you miss me but i ain't got much to say now the daylight hours are fading it'll frost tomorrow night the trees have turned without you here the colors don't seem bright
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you sent me a message, i didn't reply who needs yours when i got mine? you get just one chance to reach out you can be silent, or you can stand up and shout and i i'd give you one more i'd give you one more chance to go whispered talking in hushed tones everybody's got an opinion but nobody knows did you make a decision or did you make a mistake? either way in the end my friend it's hard to take will you drink my friends to the earth, the days passed upon it, to good company, well-met, and friends passed on? i will people ask themselves, 'what if?' i guess the second guessing is a part of it ...
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the island life is overrated the sand gets into all the tiny places between the toes, the nooks and the crannies the pillow case, the sheets even the crack of your fanny mountain living seems like the high life wide open vistas, waterfalls and wildlife you might tolerate the altitude but when you're snowed in tell me what you gonna do for your food? oh send me a hot air balloon cause i wanna go home this desert life might sound appealing sunny 365 with no rain but tell me do you really wanna live in a place where you know that the seven-day forecast will show each is gonna be just a little bit hotter than the last? you might think that beach bum's a lucky fella hammocks and little run drinks with cocktail umbrellas but when the tide decides to take your house out to sea well then seaside living, my friends, is no day at the beach
4.
she stood up straight on a power-trip feeling in the back of her mind: the same lingering doubt that always followed her home confidence stealing but she'd talk herself through it cause there's no going back now it's the point of no return it's sink or swim, fly or crash and burn do what i said, no one gets hurt at least you tried ... there was ice in her spine, steal in her pocket as she strode up the walk and through the automatic glass doors there was no one around save for the man at the counter 'hello john,' she said. 'i'm here to settle a score.' there was the flash in eyes of stark recognition as he looked in her face and down to the gun and he started to speak but she wouldn't listen she pulled the trigger six times and there was nowhere to run the case seemed open-and-shut police found the register open all the twenties were missing and john's wallet too and when they came to her door sad-faced and soft-spoken she had to bite back a smile while they relayed the bad news
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'the city's nice tonight.' a casual remark he said, 'why should you be surprised? 'some things are better in the dark.' and she just rolled her eyes and put her window down she swung her arm into the breeze it pushed her hand around and they both knew in their own way it was over up on the boulevard in towering hotels it seems the whole world is on holiday pretending all is well she wants a piece of it. he wants to tear it down this tragic world of make-believe thin skin on empty ground he was hoping it'd work out he went all in. no going back now it looks like he's here to stay she was hoping it'd work out she went all in. no going back now they both know it's not ok. it's not ok. in all the city lights none of the stars show much there are no constellations in the sky the moon keeps lonely watch and when he spoke again it was too low to catch oh but it didn't matter anyway she didn't ask what he said
6.
we sit here with nothing to say waiting for the silence to fill up all of this space we said it all before and it's too late now to retread all of the same ground over and over and over i think i might've seen the light all it took was just one night and now i'm tired of holding my hand inside the fire the good times, the memories, shared promises and hope they're like so many autumn leaves buried in the snow sometimes when it don't work you've gotta cut all your losses gotta get the hell out it's hard to know to go or stay when to tough it out baby or just run away and sometimes in the end it doesn't matter which way cause the results is the same you said what goes around, it comes around but baby tell me something i don't already know cause at the end of the day it's a goddam shame people thinking nothing of it easy come, easy go
7.
it's time to get away mama before we get too old i wanna feel a little sand between my toes i wanna do what i want don't wannat do the shit that i been told i wanna crank it up loud gonna play a little rock n' roll that's right - don't you dare try to tell me what to do. this is my life we gotta run out of here before this ugly place can take it's toll let's find a white sand beach with a sky that looks like solid gold i wanna do what i want and what i wanna do is hit the road with the top down, sun on the face and the radio i could plan our great escape i don't wanna wait another day my mind's made up, my bags are packed and i'm on my way let's get out of here mama before it's too late and we're too old keep the car between the lines keep the pedal down to lock and load i wanna do what i want don't wanna do the shit that i been told i'll hang my arm out the window put the stereo as loud as it goes
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every good old dog deserves a bone and every homesick man deserves a home if i could take all the things that you don't know i could fill up an ocean and it'd still overflow i don't mind a little smoke every now and again with a bottle of beer or a tonic and gin if feeling good is great and feeling great's a sin well then send me all the way to hell and back again when the rules and regulations get you down and it seems like there's just no good way around if the voices in your head get a little loud head to my side of town my favorite excuse is five o' clock and my best 'i'm sorry' is 'thanks a lot' i'm always looking for something that'll hit the spot if a little's good i'd rather have a lot i like gin and vodka more than whiskey or jack i like to sit back, strum guitar and relax i don't like to work, but i take up the slack i'm not a fan of spring forward. don't mind falling back on my side we can see it all on my side we don't sit around waiting for no phone call we could change our lives we could change our tune we call back in six months time just to check up on you we could change it all on my side i could tell you that i love you and you might buy it i could tell you i feel bad about your crying i could promise you just a little more trying to make this work but i'd be lying
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Low Bidder 03:13
i'm a firecracker on the 5th of july was gonna go out with a bang but i stayed in with a sigh you're a single re-mastered sold for $4.99 i will tag along after the old forgotten b-side we tend to dwell upon our yesterdays instead of thinking about tomorrow i'm a dog with no master wandering all along i got a stick i'd go after if you'll just give it a throw i'm a telecaster with a busted string a balloon boy in the rafters a phone that never will ring if i were asked to pinpoint the spot when my soul went on the auction block it would be last night and you'd be the low bidder i'm the information but not the answer you seek i'm an NPR station at the start of pledge week
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Tiny Song 02:41
this is my tiny song i hope that you sing along it's quiet, small, a mid-tempo count the one. steady as we go this is my tiny song short and sweet it's not too long a simple refrain a simple tune i made it up in my room and then we move into a chorus from G we go to F A minor, then E, back to F that's my tiny song this has been my tiny song i hope that you will sing along i only wrote a single verse that's why this is like the first

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released December 25, 2009

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Fearless Freep Ann Arbor, Michigan

Fearless Freep lives in Ann Arbor and records original music in his spare time (and bedroom). His daily high-dive act involves writing about global health at the University of Michigan.

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