Nothing Is OK & I Am Forever Filled With Fear

by Signposted Disaster

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A short EP with no real theme. Just stuff I've been working on. It's been too long, friends.

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released 19 May 2015

Ric Cowley: Every Damn Thing

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Signposted Disaster Burnley, UK

A fool with a guitar that no one has had the good sense to tear away from him.

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Track Name: Open
Nobody's listening
The beers are flowing
I hear talks about the weather, or what they had for dinner
Or how our current government is going

The guy running things gets up on stage
He tries to sound enthusiastic but his confidence has waned
And he motions to a girl who's gonna get up a sing
But most of the patrons don't notice a thing

Until she sits down
And picks up a guitar
She puts the capo on the 2nd fret
And starts to pour out her heart

And then the conversations drift away
Cos there's nothing much left to say
The smokers poke their heads round the door
And the regular drinkers forgot what they came in for

And if someone had told me I'd find the one
In a bar on a Wednesday I'd have said yeah right
But here I am
And there you are
And I'm falling in love
At an open mic night

Her fingers strum the chords so delicately as she plays
Her voice rings through the room, I'll remember it for days
And the crowd bursts into applause as she finishes that song
She smiles timidly and launches into another one

But the crowd lose interest because that's what crowds do
So it's only me left listening when she's about halfway through
And I spend the next six minutes just trying to catch her eye
But she's just so lost in the music, she looks like she might cry

And if someone had told me I'd find the one
In a bar on a Wednesday I'd have said yeah right
But here I am
And there you are
And I'm falling in love
At an open mic night

When she's done the conversation takes over
I'm up next so I wander over toward her
I tell her I loved her set and she smiles and walks away
So after my introduction I get up and start to say



Well if someone had told me I'd find the one
In a bar on a Wednesday I'd have said yeah right
But here I am
And there you are
And I'm falling in love
At an open mic night

And if someone had told me I'd find the one
In a bar on a Wednesday I'd have said yeah right
But here I am
And there you are
And I'm falling in love
At an open mic night
Track Name: Drink
(ad-libbed)
Track Name: Jesus
Well Jesus is my co-driver
He tells me where to go
But he hasn't been here for thousands of years
So he don't know the roads

And he's never been to England
So he's really not the best
Yes Jesus is my co-driver
But I'm buying a GPS

Oh when I get cut up
He says to turn the other cheek
At junctions he lets everyone out
So we're sat there for a week

He sings loudly to the radio
He thinks Taylor Swift is the bomb
Yes Jesus is my co-driver
But I'm buying a Tom Tom

He says he is the way
That doesn't help me get to Nuneaton
But he's always generous with the bread
So at least I'm always eatin'

He gives directions in parables
It's up to me to fill in the gaps
Yes Jesus is my co-driver
But I'm sticking to Google Maps
Track Name: Snake
(ad-libbed)
Track Name: Sext
I sent a sext to my best friend last night cos I’ve got nowhere else to turn
The flames I had are dying out and the tinder just won’t burn
My thumbs started typing before I knew what was going on
And I read it back after it was sent and understood why I’m alone

You won’t find love in a commuter village twenty miles from civilization
But you won’t keep friends by sending them crude insinuations

Somebody take me away from here
Somebody get me out of my home
Maybe to the beach or to some hills
Just somewhere where I can’t get signal on my phone

I broke a lot of promises over the years and caused a lot of pain
And I’m always surprised when people I know want to see me again
I get nervous meeting for coffee, I don’t even like to drink coffee
I just like to smell the cup and listen to you talking

But you won’t find love in the basement of a city centre Starbucks
Like you won’t keep friends by telling them that you’re down to fuck

You won’t find love in a commuter village twenty miles from civilization
But you won’t keep friends by sending them crude insinuations

I sent a sext to my best friend last night, it went as well as you’d expect
I sent an apology message to her boyfriend but he hasn’t seen it yet
Sometimes all your problems are real and tangible things of your creation
But usually they’re just dumb words you put in front of other dumber words

Somebody take me away from here
Somebody get me out of my home
Maybe to the beach or to some hills
Just somewhere where I can’t get signal on my phone