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Almost
03:13
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I only want what's impossible
And hard to find
So what I get
Is more to get used to
I've got to stop myself
When I start speaking my mind
Cause if I said
What I meant
I just might lose you
I don't work a room like you do
Everybody's talkin' I don't choose to
Mask it I'm exhausted
Last week gave half of what it cost
These useless go rounds
Slow my drive down
We used to stay up now we turn the lights out
Cause it's
Almost
But not quite
There where it should be
It's not wrong
It's alright
It's easy
Still I believe
In far off possibilities
Gotta believe
In timelines
Where it's different
I watch myself scold myself
For my selfish nature
Like it might possibly help
Someone else
Or show the angels
I mean well
But they've grown cold
I only call when
I'm in hell
Like a wrestler who cannot sell
Tried to be a face and then bellicose
The crowd was indifferent
They caught on quick
They know
I wont wear that belt
I've told you all the ways I felt
You said we play the hand we're dealt
Well a man needs fictions
If his hand can't match his ambition
It's almost
But not quite
There where it should be
It's not wrong
It's alright
It's easy
Still I believe
In far off possibilities
Gotta believe
In timelines
Where it's different
Tough luck kid
Take a loan out
Tough luck
Conditions will apply
Put your name down
Next to all the rest of them
Tough luck
You got so close this time
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2. |
Griffen's Song
03:32
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If this is real life
I miss my illusions
Ocean sounds on your back porch
Waitin' for you to come home each night
You say I'm too young
Laugh at my confusion
Summer break has been over now
For long enough
To mean our goodbyes
So I stay stoned
Missing California
Wish I could stay with you again
And not wake up
To thirty two and snow
Pretending to be grown
And used to it
And I say home
Is wherever each day feels new
I don't wanna make do
Workin' off these loans
Stuck in my head
Should be in your bed
Where I'm useful though
So I'm thick-headed well
You're pretty thick yourself
Forgetting how it felt
Don't make me sell you on
All the things that I know
That you knew were true
Come on you remember Sunday mornings
When we'd play Alice Phoebe Lou
With coffee warmin'
Try to pick a breakfast spot
Like it was so important
Just to skip it and stay in bed
Instead
So you could let me love you
Now I stay stoned
Missing California
Wish I could stay with you again
And not wake up
To thirty two and snow
Pretending to be grown
And used to it
And I say home
Is wherever each day feels new
I don't wanna make do
Payin' off these loans
Stuck in my head
Should be in your bed
Where I'm useful though
Well I can be the young one
Who doesn't understand
As usual
I know
And you can be the grown-up
Working on your plans
Till you get bored completely numb
So I stay stoned
Missing California
Wish I could stay with you again
And not wake up
To thirty two and snow
Pretending to be grown
And used to it
And I say home
Is wherever each day feels new
I don't wanna make do
Payin' off these loans
Stuck in my head
Should be in your bed
Where I'm useful though
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Jim Swim Iowa City, Iowa
Artist/producer Jim Swim crafts wavy and warm music that snaps and has substance. Swim's songs unwind like good conversation, moving from the everyday to the abstract, the personal to the universal, with honest ease. His infectious beats, unique flow, and lyrical insight reward repeated listens and have won him a loyal following that continues to grow. ... more
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