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Metrics of Affection

by Bombadil

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Sven B. Schreiber (sbs) After buying "Bombadil's" self-titled debut EP, I had to grab at least one of their full-length albums immediately as well, because I just can't get enough of this stunning music, which wanders around somewhere between folk rock and alternative country. This is the last album "Bombadil" recorded with guitarist Bryan Rahija as a permanent member of the band. However, they carried on, much to my delight, and recorded several equally wonderful albums, the latest one released only recently. Favorite track: Escalators.
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nate Wonderful album, emotive songs. The music and lyrics fit together perfectly, can Bombadil ever go wrong? Favorite track: Escalators.
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1.
Angeline 04:09
Take another left Angeline Can't you see the light's turned green And you are lost in the city Keep going straight Angelane This part of town looks all the same And I hope that you find it pretty Where you trying to go Angelo Your heart goes fast but your car goes slow And I hope the people have pity Take out the map, Angeline Won't you take out the map Try and look back Angeline No, it's hard to look back Think of all the places you have been Places we've been together And say goodbye Take a deep breath Angelie Count to ten and say goodbye Farewell to the concrete pastures Turn up the heat Angeline Your bones are cold and it’s in your mind To go a little faster Pull to the side Angelou You'd get home if you only knew The name on the door that you’re after
2.
I swear that I am dreaming When I kiss your lips Is it that we're in love Or just little kids I'm learning to let go When will I know I don't feel that lucky Even with my girl Even if she loves me There’s so much in this world I'm learning to let go When will I know What you see in ink blots, painted Smashed like Rorschachs, jaded The collision of our lives was slow I am learning to let go Tell me that it's over I won’t feel that bad Even if you cheated I'll know that I've been had
3.
Born At 5:00 03:11
Born at 5:00, bright blue eyes Mother beamed, father cried His first words came from a song mom sang Big sis wished it'd been her first name And he took his first steps learned to live upright He sat through school but he ran through the night And at 13 kissed a girl but she didn't kiss back A name misspelled on the diploma Paycheck, road trip, Arizona His first love wore her hair full of curls They called it quits but he found another girl And everyone stared as she walked down the aisle Kids got daddy's eyes and they stole momma's smile And for a while there everything was goddamn peachy keen Until he cheated death at 35 Asleep at the wheel swerved just in time His heart grew cold and he lost touch The job was boring and the marriage was tough Then he saw a drop of blood roll down his son's face He was standing in a robe he was teaching him to shave And he snapped out of it and he learned how to love again But a stroke got dad and they buried mom Once the cancer grew too strong A lullaby from sister's lungs First tear in dad's eye since the birth of his son So he took the year off to get back on his feet He didn't do much, took a trip to the beach Where he slept on the sand, had a dream where the girl kissed back Highway home, daily grind Birthdays, holidays, peace of mind He lost his hair, found his laugh Composed a will and his epitaph: “There was nothing too special about the way he lived life Was about average build, was about average height Sometimes he did things wrong other times he did right” A porch out front and a yard out back The quiet life in the cul-de-sac Kids in school gowns and ties More little babies with bright blue eyes So he cashed in his chips and he moved to the hills But he didn't eat right and he didn't take his pills And then at five o'clock one day those soft blue eyes grew still
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Isn't it funny To think about all the things that make us sad Like losing dreams And kisses that don't mean anything What does it bring Isn't it funny To think about all the things that make us cry Like family And the one time that your best friend lied What does it bring It’s time to sit down and reflect The misdeeds you can't correct We've all had our missteps Our shoelaces are ragged And our hearts are rabid Have the faces become wood To burn if you could You won't say goodbye though you should The fire will pass by where you stood It’s an opportunity and it's good But it's hotter than what you're prepared to do It's a realization as you stare into the bayou That you must lower your expectations And I've seen that It brings hardship at such a fast clip It’s broken pride it’s a busted lip See the wheelchair is your new bridle and horse bit So how will you control yourself at this high idle When the words you say don't fit And the motion in your legs is nonexistent Would you say boredom is an emotion you feel but can’t vent The memories sealed and vacant Friends you can't remember Nor how the time’s spent You give in easy now like rag doll, it seems to be the only constant I am a chauffeur This life is over Drive where you want to I can't take you there Your arms hurts when you twist An even the best docs and psychiatrists can't Help answer why me why this They still think ignorance is bliss Did you tell them all the things that you missed
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Just another boring country song Just another song about you and me What about those big tears Doesn't make you happy Just another plot goes on and on Just another love with too much history What about King Lear Doesn't drive you crazy Just another boring country boy Just another soul whose feet are dirty What about the big tears Doesn't make you happy Just another rabbit from my hat Just a magician whose tricks are lazy What about the smoke and mirrors Hasn't fooled you lately But you'll probably never hear it anyway If you heard my voice would my tenor be ok I never took a lesson in my life Not confessing to you that you were right You don't listen to country You don't wear boots on SundayYou don't understand sweet tea Then why do I find it crazy That you like me
6.
Have Me 02:57
You can't have diamonds made of gold You can't stop from getting old You can't put everyone you've loved into a single car and You can only go so far You can't have 700 wives You can't decide who lives or Why the universe exploded You can't have constant happiness You can't rebuild forgotten bliss Or mountaintops, eroded When I walked into your room I was so scared that you would see All the nervousness surrounding me But now I know I was the fool For starting every single Sentence in my head with “we” You can't have everything you want Or even sometimes what need Even if you need it desperately But, apple blossom, if I could I'd carve a shuttle out wood And fly us out beyond the breeze All alone except for stars I would wonder how you are The most beautiful of things But you can have me But you deserve to see the way you want to be But I have fallen
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I asked my girl: Baby do you love me true Do you love me like the ocean loves the blue She rolled over and then she stopped me in my tracks It'll be revealed some day when we are both cats I blinked my eyes And considered a reply Hey baby, do you think you could clarify When she the words again, I wasn't sure how to react It'll be revealed some day when we are both cats So I asked my girl What that meant about our past All those times you told me that our love would last Did you love me then or was all of that an act It'll be revealed some day when we are both cats So I walked outside Because I needed some fresh air Went out driving, caught a movie, cut my hair But no matter where I went all her words kept coming back It'll be revealed some day when we are both cats And then when I came home The bird had spread her wings She evacuated all her little things Just a little note to the mantle was attached We will meet again someday when we are both cats We will meet again someday
9.
My skin is made of the softest oils Does this make me a factory My fins that take me through the sea Bounty of a royal man That's trying to get the best of me On his whaling vessel My skin is made of the softest oils Destined for the big city My tail is a gray origami Bounty of a royal man Who's trying to get the best of me On his whaling vessel A thousand miles beside the rails And then I'm gone before they set the sails on me In their whaling vessel A man is a fish that lost his scales Does that make him a lesser thing Tired of land where he is king Nothing noble in the art Of trying to get the best of me On his whaling vessel A man is a fish that lost his scales Does that make us family Does he face me honestly Driven by a frail sense of Sharing ancient memories On his whaling vessel
10.
What does it mean when you stay silent? Is that just shyness, or have you implied that It's the end of our life together? Baby, you were meant for me but Maybe I act differently from How you expected me to be What does it mean when you cry When I describe how your root beer eyes stab me with Little tiny knives of longing in my mind? It seems there could be two explanations: They could be joyful tears or they could employ your fears of Facing the shame of saying you'd rather he be here Well you came on to me so I went to you But if I knew then that I'd still be this into you Would I have been so unkind to you Taken your time from you? I don't think so I don't know but I don't think so What does it mean when you say “ok goodbye" After I say I love you one million times Into the phone line when each little chat has died? Why does it feel like you've got ice for arms? Oh yeah, it's cool girl, yeah I'm busy too, girl We'll touch base soon, sure, but I've really got a ton of work to do alone Baby we were meant to be but Maybe we are not the same as How you envisioned we would be And baby you mean everything to me but I have seen the reasons now and I think you should probably leave
11.
My room is a museum A lifetime of my work I am the last Mohican I stand proud although I'm hurt I keep a cup of secrets From which I never drink I am an ancient king Who sits proud but never thinks So if I find one more ring of yours Mixed up among my things I just might sell all my belongings To make sure I've cut all my strings And if I find one more note Crumpled up inside my coat I'm moving back to Carolina Where I'll live out on the coast I have a box of trinkets I count them one by one Each one is a keepsake From a war that I have won I have a daily schedule A comfortable routine Watch months roll by with pleasure Like girls walking down the street I lost all my ambition Could've settled for less But if I can't have you I don't care about the rest And if I find one more strand of black hair Under my night stand
12.
Escalators 03:36
If I lay down On an escalator Would you step on me Just a rug Tired of hugs and relaxation I've given up On my autobiography Cold coffee and a pillow Days that feel slow Are enough for me If I gave in To the corporate tactics Would you say that I Jeopardized All that I once believed in Has come untied Teddy, I cannot “speak softly" Cold coffee and a pillow Days that feel slow Are enough for me Do you ever think about the future What holds those invisible sutures together Is the doctor in Whatever happened to spontaneity That’s my deity And I'm in charge of me Let’s see how far we can walk with our eyes closed Each step raises the bar of uncertainty But fortunately Our feet are wheels that ride the maze That is my life my hours my days Let’s take the escalator up We've been living in a cup that's china-made I drank the Kool-Aid I paid too much for And more is just a bore Of plastic happiness Let’s get rid of the rest of this Twist yourself to hear the truth Your laundry list is so uncouth Of the things been checked off Forgotten or left off And all the lights you never turned off And I'm the man who pays That is my life my hours my days If I lay down Would you pick me or Would you step on me We're out of toilet paper again All this talk about the end is eating me up Would you please shut up We've had enough Of the apocalypse And its making me sick and I cannot predict The ending of my favorite show Or was it a book in slow motion Like Captain Cook on the Indian Ocean Eaten alive and great history lies in you and I And I think that's ok
13.
Thank You 04:16
Forget about the ones who let you down But remember to stay gracious for the ones who stuck around Thank the ones around you, if you win But believe in yourself even if your own mother begins to doubt you And take everyone you love, and write them down You might not want to tell all of them because that could weird some people out But let them know you care, somehow Now hold the one you love in both your hands Apologize for what you did, and he will understand And if he doesn't, well fuck him, you've done all you can But I just want to say thank you For all the time that you stayed by my side What a wonderful feeling to feel like everything is right What a wonderful feeling to know that everything is fine Keep your family close Because when you get in trouble they'll be the last to lose their hope Say your prayers every night They don't have to be to God, it just helps to sort your thoughts And you never know, they might be right Now if I died tomorrow, would you say nice things Or would you tell the truth even if it sounds a little mean So if I’m remembered, I'm remembered realistically? But if there's something that you want with all your heart That you want so much, it's tearing you apart Well don't try to kill the fire, it has to go out on its own

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released July 23, 2013

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Long-running folk-pop band, founded in Durham, NC. We look for beauty in the everyday, enjoy vocal harmonies, keyboards, fruity cocktails, and love performing in venues of all sorts.

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