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"Thinkinging​.​.​.​"

by Ted the Block

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We should be leaving What's worth believing To all the grieving Reduce it to nothing I can't chew the fat Down to the bone That does not mean I want to dine alone. Leave your hat at the door Won't need your head anymore Leave your shoes at the door Won't need to walk anymore
2.
Common sense only complicates The way from me to you What a confusing thing to say But wonderful to hear You sounded like a question And I didn't have the answer I said "I'm kicking down the ladders, Hanging from the rafters, wondering what I'm after, Sick of being tired." "So hold on," you said. "Hold on, you're no good to me dead." Did I hear the answer coming from a stranger? I think I can remember My way down. I'm coming down. I'm coming down. I write my own prescriptions Just because I can It's a strange occupation, Being a human. Let's never sever I'll keep it all together Forget all the promises, the facts, and whatever it is we want. As I stare at the sun I see all the things That I'd like to believe. Let's never sever. I'll keep it together.
3.
Picked apart, I found a sort of empty glee inside of me Decided then To throw it to the wind And a smile widened I took it as my own I tried to take it home But I'm constantly reminded I can't own the horizon Look out for your feet They might be in concrete If they feel like moving on Kick me loose and let's get gone Get gone Contemplating a stranger's face Picking out the common traits I can't look away I'm in there somewhere I'm in there somewhere Nice, nice, so very nice, nice So very nice Strangers in the same device There I am There I am Let's forget our fears And take to the streets I know it's just the world we settled on To settle down It isn't real. Oh, no.
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Do you ever feel like nobody's real? Well, please don't fight You're probably right It's good to be You and me Laying in the street In our bare feet Watch the shadow go It touches my toe. It's good to be You and me.
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Cocoon 04:11
Cocoon I'll keep your secret from the sun Where your self ends and we have begun What you adore Is what's at the door What you abhor Is what's at your core So hide grows thicker and thicker Calloused hands grabbing nothing but fingers Still we crawl hither and thither Not noticing we're all caterpillars. Hey you flies Try this one on for size Spin yourself a jacket And fit it for a king Cut all of the strings and sleep Where you sing They can kill me in my sleep When I wake up I'll be breathing My eyes and yours- Just metaphors For waking up For waking up The wings I make Will take me home When I wake up When I wake up
7.
And if I'm lucky I'll be there in twenty Won't fall down the hill I'll take all of my words And throw them away As I tredge up the hill I'm here for a good time Not for a long time I'll make peace with it all Much was done Blunder my wonders I'm going under Her beautiful skies Dreaming of seeing And truly believing Her beautiful skies And if I'm lucky I'll be there in twenty Be there in twenty In the meantime Remember my dreams Much was done
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I found a quiet place to rest Where for to watch acquilescence Of converging points of view And in a daze decided to Leave the days that I've accrued- The sieve that I'm sifting through In the shade of the memories of the twilight of what's to be- I'm sediment in the ebb and flow Settling into a hundred stones On a whim I flew a kite But I'm not an anchor line So carefully I let it go I let it go I watched it crashing through the clouds Like a punctuation to a thought Dot dot dot... Shrinking in the nonsense of my memory I'm used to chipping away at the same old block- The fake world full of momentary ens You know I won't shape the life I imagine I'm loosely attached to the appellation- Hanging by a thread. Hanging by a thread.
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I'm tired and I'm cold My feet feel so old But flesh is a test of the time that I stole My fingers were change I still broke the bank And spit pennies Like truth on childish dreams My gestures are wishes It all comes to me Innocently to do as I please And as the light dimmed You enjoyed yourself In peripheral sin We glanced We glanced I threw up my hands A moment we shared everything I'll be by the fire There when it's out Crumbling, charred, and gray Waiting to be blown away And when daylight comes and my worth is gone, Still happy I stayed As dust in your waking, your waking eyes, Dust in your waking eyes. Dust in your waking eyes...

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released May 1, 2009

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Ted the Block Oakland, California

Winston Goertz-Giffen of Saything (the atypical Oakland thought-rock band) is Ted the Block, a one-man band that floats around the Oakland art scene. His musical inventions, like a crackly reverse-feed headphone-microphone, and unusual orchestration combine to form soulful noise-pop that is accessible and moving, incorporating free-jazz-style trumpeting and ambient synthesizer tones. ... more

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