"Prematurity"

by Brian Smith

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I wrote, recorded, and mixed this album in less than two weeks.

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released March 28, 2015

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Track Name: Beginnings/Introductions
On a late winter's evening persuaded out of leaving
we listened for the last tram that you wouldn't take home
removing my arm from your shoulder for another record to turn over
another bottle was full and another bottle was gone
and i kissed you, how romantic, well that wasn't how I planned it
you were just speaking in your native tongue and I didn't understand
but it sounded so sweet, so adorable in a language that doesn't
though it makes a nice story either way

and then came morning and though my heater was broken
I put a blanket over the window for another hour next to you
and your head, it was pounding, I hoped it wasn't my doing
so I added an asprin to our breakfast for two
and I'm sure there's details I'm forgetting though I know you'll remind me
selective hindsight has always been good to me
but the next day you were calling or I was more likely
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oh the rest is history

and sometimes it seems like I'm living in a dream, but when I wake up, I still wake up next to you
and things are seeming to go pretty well I know
I couldn't write a better story if I wanted to
and sometimes it seems like I'm living in a dream, but when I wake up, I find it's a dream come true
and things are seeming to go pretty well I know
I couldn't write a better story if I wanted to
Track Name: Left To Give
Soon after we first met, you joked I'd write you a song
and I said I probably would if you stuck around that long
though the words would come easier if everything had gone wrong
oh but that's not the case oh that's not the case at all

and I wanted to sing how I felt but I didn't know how
as if my heart was disconnected from my brain and my mouth
maybe feeling afraid I couldn't think of the words that I should
I first wrote "if I could write you into a song, I would"

and now you're away with your parents and I'm realizing the truth
you said that all of my friends here are just you
and I haven't left my place since the day that you left
though these tendencies I had long before we ever met

and even now that you like me, I'm still trying to impress
I guess I get my validation from those I like most and respect
but you said it's not a matter of how you feel
for though opinions are important, it's what I think that's real
and this caused an epiphany from advice I'd never taken
for I'm 25 years old yet still seeking direction
on how to feel about myself, but it should be my own game to play
yet I'm still waiting by the telephone just to hear what you have to say

and I thought I'd wasted all my good ideas on previous relationships
but I still have so much oh I still have so much oh I still have so much
left to give

and it goes without saying that I think you're adorable
so it's probably not necessary to mention how much I think you're cute
and if you weren't in my live I'd probably be so much more productive
but I couldn't care to do anything when I'm with you
and now I've changed the rhyme scheme but I'm not changing the subject
for I need ABAB for the holy literary repetition
because AB's what you call me; your American boy
and it's totally stupid but this and everything else you do, everything you do, everything you do, just reaffirms my aforementioned notion

and I thought I'd wasted all my good ideas on previous relationships
but I still have so much oh I still have so much oh I still have so much
left to give
Track Name: Nothing Makes Me Feel More At Home
oh you, you could say anything
yeah you could do, oh you could do anything
but if you said goodbye
these are the words that i
oh these are the words that i would need to hear
for me to disappear

so what is wrong with me?
there must be something wrong with me
why do i do all these crazy things?
falling in love just as soon as we meet
and why can't i sing what i cannot say?
there must be something wrong with me
there must be something wrong with me
there must be something wrong with me
it's the only excuse that i
that i can believe
nothing makes me feel more at home than you do
oh nothing makes me feel more at home than you do
trying to remember
the things i can't forget
what has come and what hasn't come yet
ever since the night that we met
until the words that we haven't said
oh babe i can't get you out of my head
but i don't wanna get you out of my head
no i don't wanna get you out of my head....
oh no no, yeah~
nothing makes me feel more at home than you do...........
Track Name: Instrumental 6 (Extended Outro Jam/Nothing Makes Me Feel More At Home Reprise)
Nothing makes me feel more at home than you do
Track Name: Bad At Being In Love
Your eyes upon the rose
I'm naked and you're clothed
You did the laundry and hung my heart on the line
And there are words to express
The emotions we digest
But I read ahead so you stopped the time

And we're so bad, bad, bad
Bad at being in love
so bad, bad, bad
Bad at being in love

And my plane was leaving town
But you stayed on the ground
You never could afford to fly anyway
But you entertained the thought
Until you drew first and shot
I was surprised you'd think better of my place

And we're so bad, bad, bad
Bad at being in love
so bad, bad, bad
Bad at being in love

And this water knows how to reflect
The things I seem to neglect
What's a moment like this to the sea?
Yet I can't help but regret
Every word I've ever said
It's the poison of being born free

And we're so bad, bad, bad
Bad at being in love
so bad, bad, bad
Bad at being in love