Acoustics and demos and stuff

by Matchstick Bridges

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Various acoustics, incomplete demos, and songs I am too lazy to do properly. I'll be updating whenever I have things to add, so keep an eye on it.

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released 03 July 2014

Everything, mostly - Justin Blau

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Track Name: Symptoms
One day I am going to die
And they'll dig through my things and maybe they'll be surprised
So if you get the chance in the back of my room on the far left
Is a stack of old college-ruled notebooks. I want you to burn them

When they come for my corpse steal my body away
Put me in the backyard with the weeds and the clovers
Nothing can grow there anyways
So light up the match set fire start over

And at my funeral say
He didn't change
A god damned thing

I'm sick of nosebleeds and wearing gloves inside
Bone dry air and snow on the ground when it's raining

I'm sick of summers spastic storms for star-crossed lovers
Grass that twists my insides and an outdoors that won't stay out

I'm sick of spaces in between
This second-every-second pacing
I'm sick of seasons changing
I'm fucking sick of aging
Track Name: Disparate
You're foreign
A Babel in my bed every morning
So go separate ways

Untold miles of fields, flowers, flowing streams
Living disparate, desperate, differently
Track Name: On Leaving (Acoustic demo)
Have I always been a victim
Of momentum
Broken bones and
Half buried dreams
I've been sliding downhill all my life
I think I lost the brakes three years ago

Can I go back
To my graduation
Go somewhere else or stay at home and make no friends
So I won't have to lose them this time around
It's around time
It's around that time

I could have been an engineer
I could have been a teacher
I could have called my parents yesterday
Gone home and started something new
But for now I'll drink with old friends on weekends
Whenever they're in town
And we'll sing along to fucking nothing
That's all that we've got now

And I, yeah I
Will keep tumbling down
Track Name: Like High School without the Leaving Forever Part
I haven’t written
Anything on good terms
Since pulling up the icy driveway
Late last week or last winter

I’d like to imagine that I've changed
I’d like to win the lottery
I’d like to like myself sometime this year
I’d like to win the lottery
Track Name: Every Sentiment I Express is Stolen
When I was sixteen
I liked to think that I was normal
Like everyone else
More or less

Turns out my normal
Is everyone else’s depressed
Turns out that they’ve known
Since I was ten
Track Name: Just Like High School without the Leaving Forever Part (Acoustic vid rip)
I haven’t written
Anything on good terms
Since pulling up the icy driveway
Late last week or last winter

I’d like to imagine that I've changed
I’d like to win the lottery
I’d like to like myself sometime this year
I’d like to win the lottery
Track Name: Every Sentiment I Express is Stolen (Acoustic vid rip)
When I was sixteen
I liked to think that I was normal
Like everyone else
More or less

Turns out my normal
Is everyone else’s depressed
Turns out that they’ve known
Since I was ten
Track Name: Untitled in Open E (Acoustic vid rip)
I am learning
And I will not take this sitting down
There is nowhere to rest when you're trapped in a basement with fifty people you've never met
And you're already far too loud
Lose the words as they hit your mouth
So keep your head above the Sound waves and know that one day you'll get out

I lost two years trawling for someone to drag me out to sea
I still haven't met the ocean and I never walked the beach
But the sun can leech the cool air just as well from drier land
And fresh water clear and cold flows faster than the ocean can

Oh what I wouldn't give to be amphibious
To breathe as well in both
Constrained to one coast
One mile of river that I could call my home

I am moving
I still bend my legs on flat or crooked plane
To brave the river's stepping stones and live from day to day
Trying not to take this all for granted
I believe in you believing because I know we are the same
Track Name: R.I.P. Van Winkle (Acoustic vid rip)
This is my head amplified
Echo chamber of self-reflective sound
No dampening to keep it in check
So stop listening now
Track Name: Enough is Enough (Acoustic vid rip)
I didn’t go
To the show
I didn’t miss it

I’ll be fine
If this is the last time
That I visit
Track Name: Cut All the Old Songs and Name Your Tumblr After Them (Acoustic vid rip)
There is no glamour in life
You will never be
The princess or the hero
You will grow old or die young

I don’t want to sleep alone
I don’t ever want to sleep
This space is pulling the blood from my veins
And the lungs from my chest
Track Name: Sleeping Over Sober (Acoustic vid rip)
Next steps
Going west
Don't look back it's
for the best

Skipping stones
Across the pond
between our homes
Alone

Wait for the
snow to fade
Times change
Forget my name