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Sad Songs and Other Natural Disasters

by Brian Combs

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1.
I’d sell my soul to get you back but the devil ain’t buying, and by your conspicuous absence I guess neither are you You probably think that I’m driving and crying Chasing after you but that’s far far from true Chorus: Cause in five miles, and three more songs, six more tokes, I’ll be on back home Feeling fine, feeling good, feeling like I’m a little misunderstood This old ride ain’t near as sad, it aint nearly half as bad as I thought it would be Maybe I’m just going crazy, quite possibly hallucinating that you’re sitting right there next to me Laughing and joking like we used to, Eyes a little red but no one’s blue It’s like old times for just a little while Chorus 2: Cause in five miles, and three more songs, six more tokes, I’ll be on back home Feeling fine, feeling good, feeling like I’m a little misunderstood Chorus 3: Cause in five miles, and three more songs, six more tokes, I’ll be on back home Four curves, too many hills, Tom Petty sings “you don’t know how it feels” Feeling fine, feeling good, feeling like I’m a little misunderstood
2.
I’ve been told of three chords and the truth But I needed a minor chord, cause there was something darker in you I’ve been told the life you live isn’t always the life you choose Ain’t it funny how many words rhyme with lose Chorus: Misplaced Affection is a close kin to aggression Disparity is a mistress with sad feelings to spare Its not always easy to discern what should be your main concern When you’re caught up in a hurricane and you’re not even aware I thought this love would turn out like the movies And I guess it did cause all movies don’t have a happy end Girl you were the star and you were a beauty And an actress like you I will never meet again Chorus You know you could have been a great author With one too many main characters in the fold A poet the likes of Geoffrey Chaucer But lies are the only tales you ever told Chorus
3.
The Snow 03:32
This old house ain’t as lonely as you think it would be These fears and these doubts make grand company Am I dying, or just dying to be Someone who ain’t me Chorus: But the snow keeps falling Whispering what I’ve become A song dead and frozen And there’s nothing left to be but numb Time is crawling and so is my skin I swore to God I wouldn’t do it again but I lied When my luck is up and they lay me down, whisper my name all over that town Know that I tried, I tried Chorus I’m not saying I’m old now But damn if I’m not older than before I’m pretty sure I’m drowning In the shallows so close to shore Chorus
4.
I wake up each morning to a soup can serenade Today is tomato condensed There’s an Egyptian diorama on the coffee table A pack of Camels and a beer can pyramid I open the soup can and I turn on the hotplate And watch the coil’s orangey glow There once was a time I’d try to find me a hot date But that was many years ago Chorus If life was whiskey I would drink it down And if I had wings I would fly But these featherless appendages keep me on the ground And life ain’t whiskey it’s life I once knew a girl who seemed as sweet as could be I gave her the keys to my heart But when she’d take it out she’d never fill it back up Then she sold it to a chop shop for parts Pining for a girl who ain’t nothing but trouble Ought to be its own brand of insane It’s like doing the same thing over and over Expecting something different than pain Chorus Now I spend most my time watching lead paint peeling Watching the cracks start to show I got four walls and a floor and a ceiling The same as a con on death row But before that con takes his long walk to the needle Before he has his talk with the priest He’ll get whatever he wants for his last meal But I’ll have a tomato soup feast Chorus
5.
Mainline 04:30
Woke up on the wrong side of bed and it’s a shame cause the other sides against the wall The sun breaking through the window is howling like a banshee down the hall Don’t act so surprised to see this ghost, you shouldn’t be surprised at all In a corner of your heart you were always preparing for the fall Chorus: You had to know I’d burn it all down in time You had to know I’d eventually throw all these pearls to swine Don’t go placing blame for I know, now it’s all mine You take the pain however it helps you, I’ll take it mainline It’s hell or high water, Its always one or both of them It’s a lie to say that we can still be friends It’s a joke to think this thing will ever be right again It’s the kind of thing that happens, every now and then Chorus
6.
She couldn’t stand to be alone She couldn’t stand to be with me So I watched her walk away in ¾ time And every single next time of mine turned into a used to be And there was no little voice to tell me it’d be fine All the he done me wrongs, sad love songs, and other natural disasters Crashed against the rocks upon my shore So I just turned out the flame in my light house, and told’em to roll in faster Never seen so many things break so fast before Chorus: It’s the damndest thing I’ve ever encountered It’s the damndest thing my eyes have ever seen How something so sweet and pretty as a flower Could burn it to the ground like gasoline, like gasoline All my explanations might as well have been lies I guess they were as far as she’s concerned But it’s hard to walk a straight road when you keep on moving the lines And you’re in the middle of the bridge when it starts to burn Well there’s something kinda funny in the ache of letting go Of a storm that just begs you to dance out in the rain And the pain is like an old friend, someone that you know That says, “man, you knew I’d be back this way again” Chorus Chorus
7.
She thinks that I’m her stone With a solid vein of gold Through my heart So I pretended I was strong Though I knew that it was wrong From the start If rock bottom is all you know Then it’s a quarry not a hole When you fall You can’t drag your conscience out From a slurry pond of doubt In your soul Chorus She thinks that I’m her stone She thinks that I’m her stone My father died alone Like a caged bird that had flown From itself He said son you’ll follow me It’s in the blood this strange disease That we share And it’s the things that you hold close The things you can’t let go That pull you down That’s why you don’t remember names And you have no fear of flames If you drown Repeat chorus
8.
Removing all these demons is a monumental task When in misery you don’t wallow, but prefer to bask Maybe someday when I’m still I will remove this mask And the world will see, it will see Chorus: That I’m the kind of man who likes to watch a train wreck every now and then Sit in anticipation for the demise coming round the bend The only skies noticed are gray Interested in a different kind of blue Happiness doesn’t hold my attention quite like you Scary is comfort in darkness and rooting for the end Knowing a broken ladder is the only one to ascend I’m not sure there’s anything that’s left here to mend And that’s just fine, it’s all fine Chorus When the TV light flickers off and the screen goes black And the only thing you see is your own eyes staring back You feel the rumble of the driving wheel coming off the track And you smile, you just smile Chorus
9.
I’ll never forget that chill, the first time I heard Taps play over the hill Up the holler where they laid my papaw low, when I was just too young to know He survived the Pacific in 43 and so much more, fought his own demons in a personal war He died alone on a cold hardwood floor, when I was just too young to know Bridge: Papaw, he came to me the other night in a dream It was so real it awoke me from my sleep when he said, “son you better listen to me” Chorus 1 Sometimes we do like our fathers done, And there ain’t no doubt, you’re your father’s son Reap what you sew, but bury the weeds when you plow, boy you’re old enough to know better now I’ll always remember that day he died, daddy sat at the kitchen table and cried Face pressed in his hands as if some way to hide, what I was just too young to know A tablecloth field of daisies caught my daddy’s tears, and his eyes that day aged twenty years I didn’t really understand his sadness or his fears, I was just too young to know Chorus 2 Sometimes we do like our fathers done, and we realize we’re our fathers son Reap what we sew, bury the weeds when we plow, when we’re old enough to know better now Twenty five years later, my fathers living alone, and I’ve got myself a young son of my own He can’t see it, but he’s us right to the bone, he’s just too young to know Chorus 2

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released August 26, 2016

Recorded at Shangri-La Studios Lexington, KY

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Brian Combs Lexington, Kentucky

Jackson, Kentucky native Brian Combs is set to release his official debut album Sad Songs and Other Natural Disasters via Shaker Steps Records (Lexington, KY) on 8/26/16. If we are what we eat, or in this case listen to, Brian has fed himself on heavy doses of Prine, Drive-By Truckers and anything else that leans towards well crafted heartfelt lyrics with a driving beat and little country twang. ... more

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