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Only Human
03:21
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Flowers are down, and stocks are bloomin’
I’m dreamin’ and drinkin’ and lovin’ and unassumin’
Cars are talking and folks are zoomin’
My mileage ain’t half bad, but I’m only human
I’m only human
I’m only human
I got this body to move in
cuz I’m only human
They’ve outsourced our minds to overseas
We’re soft as a towel, fragile as cheese
You’re bathed in holy light each time you’re computin’
I’d love you like a machine, but I’m only human
I’m only human
I’m only human
I buy things and don’t use ‘em
Cuz I’m only human
You keep saying that I am cold and rigid
I’m stiff, my lips are rusty and my hands are frigid
I’m sorry that sometimes my ears are fumin’
I’m stoic as a tree, but I’m only human
I’m only human
I’m only human
It was too soon to move in
But we’re only human
War has come and winter is loomin’
There are no more drawers to put our food in
I promise I’ll protect you from doom and gloomin’
My aim is untrue, but I’m only human
I’m only human
I’m only human
Winning feels like losin’
When you’re only human
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If Me Tomorrow
02:44
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If me tomorrow
Could see me today
Would he tell me bout the flood?
And the sorrow
that came with the rain
And all that dancing in the mud?
If me tomorrow
Could see me yesterday
Would he have told me bout last week?
Am I too shallow
To want the storm to stay?
Wipe the glass and take a peek
A puddle, an Ocean, a wave
The land is far away
I’ll see you from outer space
I’ll wave
Tomorrow
If me tomorrow
Got greedy and mean
And had no spiritual concerns
Am I too callow
And have I always been?
What are the things I’ll never learn?
If me tomorrow
Haunts me like a ghost
And leaves me clues that I can’t read
What if the water
That keeps us all afloat
One day springs a little leak?
A puddle, an Ocean, a wave
The land is far away
I’ll see you from outer space
I’ll wave
Tomorrow
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3. |
Don't Know How
03:08
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Don’t know how to breathe
Don’t know how to stand
Don’t know how to be
Your man
Don’t know how to sleep
According to plan
Don’t know how to be
Your man
I do know lots of things
I know how to write know how to sing
But to your love
Don’t have enough
Faith to bring
Don’t know how to clean
Or dust a lamp
Don’t know how to be
Your man
I’ve never steamed
A soft-shelled clam
And I’ve never been
Your man
I do know lots of things
I know how to fight know how to drink
But to your love
Don’t have enough
Hope to bring
All the books
On the shelves
Can’t tell me
How you felt
All the bottles
Behind the bar
Still can’t tell me
Where you are
Don’t know how to leave
Don’t know how to stand
Until I can be
Your man
Don’t know how to read
The folds of your hand
Don’t know how to be
Your man
I don’t know many things
But I hope one I might bring
to your love
Just one
Song to sing
To your love
Just one
Song to sing
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4. |
I Am An Adult
03:27
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I am an adult
I like grapefruit and coffee
and getting up early
I have investments
I watch how they perform
I like to feel secure
Never thought I’d dress like my dad
Never thought I’d miss feeling bad
Never thought I’d find myself uncool
Or that I’d find you
I love to spend my
Nights inside my home
Plans I postpone
I’ve got a family
I cook dinner and lunch
It’s fun
Never thought I’d worry like my mom
Never thought I’d need stress to feel calm
Never thought I’d cry right on cue
Or that I’d miss you
Wished I hadn’t
Spent so much of my life
Thinking I was rright
Never thought I’d make you my wife
Never thought you’d let go of a kite
Never thought I’d be okay being blue
Or that I’d lose you
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5. |
Your Picture
02:30
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I sit in this dark basement
A naked lightbulb on a chain
Fire outside is blazin’
Shots fly through the rain
And I sit in silence
Like a statue or a fixture
A charm against the violence
With my hand upon your picture
Men in green are running
Gauze is flying through the air
The food that’s left is muddy
They’ve given me the chair
My mother’s words are with me
And I am always with her
There isn’t much I can’t be
With my hand upon your picture
And if they breach this factory
And if they find us here
If they point their guns at me
If you can’t hear my prayer
I won’t raise my hands
I will sit right here
I will die in my land
With my hand upon your picture
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6. |
When I Go
02:23
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All of my life is packed up in boxes
I can’t tell where half of my socks is
Piled to the roof of the highway
Truck is coming day after today
And I don’t mind
If that toaster is slow
It’s coming with me when I go
What is the weight of ten years of living?
Are the sad times heavier than the silly?
Will you help me we can lift together
What’s big as a truck was once light as a feather
Would you mind
Packing up that radio?
It’s coming with me when I go
When I go
Will you renovate?
When I go
What will you upgrade?
When I go
Is anything safe?
Will I leave a trace?
When I go?
You can keep the sofa never liked it anyway
I’m sorry that I insisted on beige
Maybe we should have gone for a darker shade
But we live with the choices we’ve stained
That clock
Runs fast, I know
But it’s coming with me when I go
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7. |
Been Better
02:53
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The grapefruit sprays
Into your eyes
And short circuits
All your wires
Plug them out
And plug them in
Juice runs down
The walls of your chin
Yes, I got your letter
Yes, I’ve been better
The bus don’t move
Still people board
Take off your shoes
Your toes are sore
Stretch them out
As folks climb in
It’s wall to wall
Wet socks stick to your skin
Yes, the weather’s got wetter
Yes, I’ve been better
Yes, I think you’ve met her
Yes, I’ve been better
A darkened room
Projects your fears
You see them all
Seated in the rear
Look on out
And Breathe on in
A sticky floor
Your glued like a pin
Yes, I got your letter
Yes, I’ve been better
Yes, I read your whole letter
And yes, I've been better
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Each thing in this World is mine
the Christmas lights and the nighttime
They’re blinking green and blue
for me and I guess for you
I like to touch the red ones
the red ones are the most fun
I want to know everything
I need to know how birds sing
their songs
Why does that cat have three legs
and why is his face all red
Sure I can look away
I can stare at the wall all day
Where d’ya go when I close my eyes
I can those That big bells chime
I want to know everything
I need to know why birds sing
their songs
Will you be here when I get old
will you hold me when I get cold
Will you laugh at my fears
when we’re lost will you steer
Us back to those Red lights
that we saw that holy night
I want to know everything
I need to know why birds sing, how birds sing
their songs
I want to know everything
I need to know how birds sing
their songs
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Jeff Gandell Montreal, Québec
Drawing inspiration from songsters like Mississippi John Hurt, John Prine and Loudon Wainwright III, Gandell combines deft guitar playing with moving melodies and humourous, emotionally true lyrics. His new album "Only Human" was recorded live, off the floor, in a way that machines can't yet do, with all sorts of charming imperfections and moments of accidental clarity. ... more
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