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Buried

by Brooke Parrott

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1.
I will drive to Toronto Stop every mile Get there and turn around You know, maybe it's better But better is worse And layin' my armor down Oh, it's head over heart, always head over heart Oh, it's head over heart, always head over heart But this time the heart got a head start Now you know I can't want no bit part The more time that I leave The more novels you read Past pages a twist of fate Me, a passage to quote In a song that you wrote And play like an afterthought Oh, it's head over heart, always head over heart Oh, it's head over heart, always head over heart But this time the heart got a head start Now you know I can't want no bit part I ain't said nothin' true To a "hey, how are you?" Maybe all of this time My heart knew what to do Oh, it's head over heart, always head over heart Oh, it's head over heart, always head over heart But this time the heart got a head start Now you know I can't want no bit part
2.
Call It Done 02:57
We never go down to Vegas, we just stay close to home Always gamble casinos with the locals on poles You favor poker on Mondays and I stay on the slots Til your cigarettes are smoked and all my quarters are gone Call it lost, call it settled, call it done Let's just quit while ahead, no one's winning this one Call it lost, call it settled, call it done We stay at home on a Tuesday, never get out of bed Do the crossword from every old paper instead You give up all your to-do lists, in exchange for my phone In the morning we'll catch hell, but all today is our own Call it lost, call it settled, call it done Let's just quit while ahead, no one's winning this one Call it lost, call it settled, call it done Hold on so tight, that our hearts are bruised and knuckles white Better to know when to close our fist or let it go I must've broke all the dishes, given you that black eye But I just can't remember a moment besides Letting my hair down so slowly, as we waltz to the room Tell me what we fought about, cause I ain't got a clue Call it lost, call it settled, call it done Let's just quit while ahead, no one's winning this one Call it lost, call it settled, call it done Let's just quit while ahead, no one's winning this one Call it lost, call it settled, call it done Call it lost, call it settled, call it done
3.
Wanting 03:56
Kiss me in motion, til we collide I won't ever be wanting, if you get me right I won't ever be wanting, if you get me right We went to see a silent movie A man on piano was playing along You took my hand and led me to dance We waltzed right among all the drunk and the fools Kiss me in motion, til we collide I won't ever be wanting, if you get me right I won't ever be wanting, if you get me right Two people's longing, bodies responding I never belonged to a man before now Kiss me in motion, til we collide I won't ever be wanting, if you get me right I won't ever be wanting, if you get me right
4.
When I was young, I must've been a real handful Runnin' around with all you trouble-makin' boys from school Every day momma reminded me to keep my place I always knew that she meant business when she would say If you don't know, know, know If you don't know, know, know If you don't know then you don't live here anymore Momma was right, she pegged you a no-good man Daddy, he said, "I ain't gon' walk you down the aisle to him" Prove 'em all wrong and just tell me that you love me I would've thought that all these years would've made easy If you don't know, know, know If you don't know, know, know If you don't know then you don't live here anymore What is it to know something Feel it in your bone It's not choosing anything That chooses on it's own Curtains are closed, they're fadin' in the morning light Sittin' alone, just watchin' the wet paint dry No way of hidin', you took all the home from this house I couldn't tell you if I belong here or somewhere else If you don't know, know, know If you don't know, know, know If you don't know then you don't live here anymore All I know is I don't live here anymore
5.
Waterproof 03:44
I'll buy a map, you get the cash Fill up the backseat with old tapes and magazines I'll draw the dotted line, you stay awake and drive We'll make love on the passenger side Such a long way to go, and it's threatening to rain again Will it soak us through? I'm not sure we're waterproof Been here before, flown down this interstate Dug up our change for the toll booths and whiskey bars No need to pick a town, just drive til the car breaks down We'll buy postcards to prove what we found Such a long way to go, and it's threatening to rain again Will it soak us through? I'm not sure we're waterproof We could drive on forever, but when I watch you sleep Miles of quilted and rocky terrain lie between you and me I'll buy a map, you get the cash Fill up the backseat with old tapes and magazines We push away we try a new city on for size Fix the roof but it's raining inside Such a long way to go, and it's threatening to rain again Will it soak us through? I'm not sure we're waterproof I don't think we're waterproof
6.
Buried 04:10
Tide me over til winter folds me into the storm I will bundle in layers I forget aren't your arms What if I'm lost? What if I'm not? What if I'm buried alive in my body? Will you dig for me? Spin myself up in circles, I'm afraid I still know North If I always knew better, what am I still waiting for? What if I'm lost? What if I'm not? What if I'm buried alive in my body? Will you dig for me? Wake in my grave, it's so quiet Where did everybody go? Hands reach out but claw their own way home, I am alone Weathered and failing body, years you'll see in my hands What does all of this matter, if I won't remember then What if I'm lost? What if I'm not? What if I'm buried alive in my body? Will you dig for me?

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Buried is the second studio release from Portland singer-songwriter Brooke Parrott on Ten 'til Six Records.

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released June 1, 2012

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