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Lost
04:18
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Don't let it get you down, 'cause I'm around
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Without Florida
05:24
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Take me back to Florida
Take me back to Florida
Picture yourself: eighteen
Through all the life you’ve lived, still eighteen
You are flying from Florida
You do not live in Florida
You grew up right here
Doesn’t matter where here is, it’s not there
She used to live down the street
Years ago, she lived down the street
She now lives in Florida
She’s growing up in Florida
You are flying from Florida
You will never come back to Florida
You are now twenty-two
What a short life: twenty-two
You can now drive a car
You have even been to bars
Intercourse is now part of reality
While innocence is now a fantasy
Must’ve left in Florida
I know she has it somewhere down in Florida
I don’t plan to go back to Florida
Still sometimes I think about Florida
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Lost in
02:17
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How long does it take
To put on a shirt
When your mind is low
And you feel below
The number zero
If we equal one
I am not having fun
I am not even done
Putting one arm in
I do not like my skin
I wish I was a bit more thin
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Gasoline Blues
11:17
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I got the gasoline blues in my bones
Driving me insane and all alone
Gasoline blues, right down to my bones
Well if someone don’t help me soon
I’m gonna take the matter into my own
It’s a stiff morning and the dream is dead
Gotta shake myself out of bed
Stiff morning, and something don’t feel right
Turn on the car
There’s the gasoline light
I must admit, I wasn’t surprised
Cause last night I took a joy ride
What can you do when you’ve got depressive episodes?
Well the city flows forever
So I decided to hit the roads
But now I’ve got the gasoline blues in the morn
Find myself wanting to hit the horn
I know I won’t, I don’t treat people with scorn
Except for myself
Wishing I wasn’t born
At the pump with my wallet
Do I got money? I just can’t call it
Looks like I don’t, not even a little bit
Paydays tomorrow
So I guess I’ll risk it
I’m late for work, traffic got me good
Gotta clock in and take of my hood
Put on the name tag, and don’t forget the hat
Go to my post
And my friend says “hey, are you feeling all that?”
I say “no, I’ve got the gasoline blues in my bones
Driving me insane and all alone
Gasoline blues, right down to my bones
And if someone don’t help me soon
I’m gonna take the matter into my own”
They look at me and then they smile
They say “I’ve been feeling that way for miles and miles
I dream about death: in the end we always kiss
Well it sounds like you wanna die
So what’s your plan to get to bliss?”
“I’m gonna get in my car and observe the fact
That with steal walls my mind can only get abstract
Look out the window and admire my final sun
Park in the garage
And let the engine run
“And let my gasoline blues take my away
What is gone are only days”
“Gasoline blues” my friend says “that is dark”
Well we’re interrupted
By the customers who begin to bark
Clocked off at 2AM like I work at a brothel
Drove down the highway with heavy eyes
Just about then, I ran out of gasoline
Well I knew that payday hit at 3AM
So I had to wait
Walked to the station with a canister
Filled it up, brought it back
Drove on home, tears made their barrage
But I laughed in the driveway as I remembered
I have no garage
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5. |
Lost in Time
19:23
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Once these hills were young
Once so was I
In between the youth
Of the hills and I
Stood most of human life
All of the forks and knives
Soon will be lost in time
One month ago
These hills were fair and green
Rain gave it life
At least for a little while
But now the sun has sucked it dry
And soon a fire will burn it down
And the plants will be lost in time
Well I’m on a hike
Through these yellow hills
I’m out of shape
It’s been a while
And I’ve got a lot on my mind
But I can’t remember very much
So here’s to being lost in time:
I’ve got a girl
She’s good to me
I’ve got a girl
She’s mean to me
When I turn around she stabs my back
About face and she’s warm as the womb
She will be lost in time
I’m on my own
I have always been
When I’m feeling down
I’ve got some friends
But they will die just like me
Who really can beat entropy?
Who is not lost in time?
So the universe
Is expanding
We are drifting apart
Everything makes less and less sense
And here is my document
An interpretation of the event
And hello to the ones who have found me lost in time
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