Kurt Vile Fear Is Like A Forest

Fear is like a forest

The dark of the unknown

Love is like a promise

That you’ll never be alone

Touch is like a tourist

You know when you are home

It’s not that I’m a purist

It’s just I’d rather be alone

Books waiting to be written

Love is waiting to be loved

Songs here, underneath my fingers

Waiting to be sung

Nothing will be written

And no-one ever will I love

No song will I be singing

If it’s where I’m running off

But I know that it works

‘Cause I’ve seen that it’s true

If you just let it go

It will come back to you

It’ll come back in space

It’ll come back in pairs

It’ll come back in ways

It’ll come back ’cause it cares

Come back ’cause it cares

Kurt Vile Continental Breakfast

You won’t believe what I coulda told ya

But I don’t believe I’ve the balls to let you know

I can say that ’cause I’m a man

But I feel like a little boy… today

I cherish my intercontinental friendships

We talk it over continental breakfast

In a hotel in East Bumble-wherever

Somewhere on the sphere, around here

I cherish my intercontinental friendships

Not much very big on enemies

So I kick a can way up into the sun, man

But it falls down into a ravine

I don’t mean to even think about it that way, but I do

Watchin’ the waves come in at night

From my back porch stoop, porch swing swingin’ on its own

See it’s just an inhabitant of some holy ghost

I walk like a bruised ego along shorefront property un-owned to me

But I’m feelin’ inferior on the interior don’t ya see

Guarded and sentimental (and after all, its just a rental)

(Like better luck performin’ telekinesis on a priestess)

You won’t believe what I mighta, coulda told ya

But I wouldn’t wanna leave ya trippin’ out over it

OK, more-so me, but…

(Or just me)

Watchin’ the waves come in at night

From my back porch stoop, porch swing swingin’ on its own

See it’s just an inhabitant of some holy ghost

I cherish my intercontinental friendships

We talk it over continental breakfast

In a hotel in East Bumble-wherever

Somewhere on the sphere, around here

Kurt Vile Pure Pain

Well I want to be with you

(when can I?)

I don’t know, well I’m workin,

Babe, but I want you, too, there,

But I want to be around

And I want you around, deep down

Imbedded in my brain,

Inbedded in my-wow,

What pure pain

All of the roads that I travel down

Get lost and then found again

All bring me back to my baby

Yeah, that’s what you are

Every time that I look out my window

All of my thoughts they go travelin

Out where the coldest of winds blow

Only to drift back to you, girl

Yeah, that’s what you are…

And I want to be with you (when can I?)

I don’t know, when I’m workin, babe, I want/wish you were here

Cuz I want to be around,

And I want you around

Deep down I’m breakin d-down…

Wow, it’s the purest of pure pain

Every time that I look out my window

All my emotions they are spreading

Zip thru winding highways in my head

Pick up momentum then I’m coastin

Only to turn around abrupt

Come back for my love

Yeah, that’s what you are

Yeah, that’s what you are

Kurt Vile Lost My Head There

Lost my head there [x3]

I don’t wanna sit around, walk around today

I’d much rather levitate

I was buggin’ out ’bout a couple-two-three things

Picked up my microphone and started to sing

I was feeling worse than the words come out

Fell on some keys, and this song walked outta me

Lost my head [?]

Lost my head there

I don’t wanna talk about it, yell about it, oh no

Me, I just wanna sing about it

Lost my head there for a second

Had a little funky psychosis – oh sweet relief!

I don’t wanna sit around and walk around at all today

So I gone went ahead and just levitated

Lost my head there, whoops!

Lost my head there again

Didn’t wanna mess around, look around at all of it

But then I did though

Kurt Vile All In A Daze Work

Chinese charms and well-tanked in Burbank

Strumming unsuccessfully but moreso just pressin’ keys and

Hey Jack of diamonds all jack of horse and

Hey man I believe I’m floating and of course of course

Guess I got my mind well twisted didn’t I, well…

All in a daze work, and [x5]

All in a… all in a… all in a daze work

She come flying through like a traveling gypsy show tornado

Leaving us lying there bleedin’

Cut wide open, hearts broken

Guess I got my mind well twisted didn’t I, well…

All in a daze work, and [x5]

All in a… all in a… all in a daze work

Kurt Vile Untogether

I was friendly with this girl

Who insisted on touching my face

She told outrages stories

I believed them ’til the endings were changing from endings before

She’s not touching me anymore

Untogether

I couldn’t help it, I got hard

You can try your life

But you can’t save the unsaveably

Untogether

I was shipwrecked with this frog

Who was endlessly testing my faith

He made outrageous demangs

I ignored him ’til I strapped on my boat feet and surfed into shore

He’s not touching me anymore

Untogether

I couldn’t help it, it got hard

You can try your life

But you can’t change the unchangeably

Untogether

Now the bird nest on my back

Keeps my turning and straining to see

We threw outrageous parties

We were golden

Now the bird keeps a distance and I keep my speed

Sometimes there’s no poison like a dream

Untogether

I couldn’t help it, it got hard

You can dry your eyes

But you can’t hold the impossibly

Untogether

Kurt Vile Snowflakes Are Dancing

Bought a ticket from a tin man, he was my main man

He told me something, he told me everything

Through my dark day, he led the way

Again I stray away, again I stay

There is but one true love, within my heart

There is but one man, that I am

When I’m away out there, I wanna go home

When I am home, my head stays out there

Snowflakes are dancing, this man is pumping

Headphones are loud, chilling on a pillowy cloud

Comfort of codeine, and Springsteen pristine

You should sing just whatever

ooooooh

oooooooooh-oooooooooooh

Kurt Vile Too Hard

Take your time,

So they say and that’s probably

The best way to be, but what about

Those who are fathers and

What about their daughters?

I will promise to do my very best,

To do my duty,

For God and my country,

Hey but I’m just human after all.

I will promise not to smoke too much and

I will promise not to party

Too hard… too hard… too hard…

(it’s too hard)

Did you ever bang on a xylophone

That took you everywhere from home?

Well I did… Well I’ve tried…

Life is like a ball of beauty that

Makes you wanna just cry, then you die.

I will promise to go outta my way

To do the right thing from now on.

(Believe me, baby.)

There comes a time in every man’s life

When he’s gotta take hold of the hand

That ain’t his but it is.

Take your time, so they say, and that’s

Gotta be the best way, but what about

Those who are fathers and

What about the others?

I know that you don’t know a stranger

But I’m no stranger than the rest

And I’m no stranger to you.

Take your time they say it’s all around

And I think I’d say I know

Just where that I am bound.

There comes a time in every man’s life

When he’s gotta hold tight

To the heart of the matter at hand.

So take your time, baby girl,

Cause that’s, that’s the best of all.

(One day you’ll believe me, baby…)

I will promise to do my very best

To do my very best for you,

And that won’t be

Too hard… too hard… too hard…

Kurt Vile Blackberry Song

Man I like your style

Make it last a little while

Put your self under the ground

And you come back around

I wanna see ya

Still the same

Girl your like a child

Your blackberries grow so wild

Pick the best ones off the bush

And relish and wish you were alright

Left

With lace

With rightness

My beloved blackberry

My love for you floats free

Leave yourself in sound turn around

Sing me your blackberry song

Kurt Vile Was All Talk

Spirit in the sky

Transparent to the eye

Talkin’ trash on nothin’

The human eye can see anyway

So that’s anarchy for you and me

When outta this world is outta mind

There was a time in my life

When they thought I was all talk

Now I’m bein’ stalked by God, walkin’

I got the upper hand, walkin’

Now take a look at my hands

Watch em go, watch me go

Yeah I’m goin’, yeah I’m gone

Freak in the fog

Through the dew in the dawn

All the words you sang were wrong

Now won’t ya watch me?

Left-handed smoke-shiftin’

For my right-hand man

Can you sense the snag in my plan?

Spirit in the ether

For my right-wing sister

Safe to say she don’t get out that much

There is a time in my life that is

Gone I sometimes still go back to

Not to be all stalkin’ myself too much

When I get the upper hand

Here, in present days

Now take a look at my hands

Watch em go, watch me go

Yeah I’m goin… yeah I’m gone

Freak in the fog

In the sea of the storm

Makin’ music is easy:

Watch me