May 5 to 12 Songs

by Bellows

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(THIS DIDNT COME OUT IN 2013, i wrote that cuz you can't customize the order of your albums on bandcamp anymore, which they should change, and Blue Breath needed to be the homepage. some one who works at bandcamp should read this and change your system back!)

i wrote and recorded a song every day for eight days, from May 5th to 12th, 2015. these are the songs i wrote in chronological order


released June 12, 2013


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Bellows is the bedroom recording project of songwriter and producer Oliver Kalb.



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Track Name: Evil
i haven't seen you in a while
how've you been my friend?
i'd rather talk about your job than tell you how i've been
though i've been fine
this year's been tough though - you know how that goes
i don't wanna be so tired, sleepy all the time
dejected by my freedom, feeling done with all this life
of driving cars, DIY show
nothing to show

sometimes i think that I lost a secret light
something pure that guided me in innocence is tired
i don't feel right speaking to strangers
or almost ever...
an evil in my eyes you didn't get to see
was calling out for freedom, you could hear it easily
it says "you are kind
you are not lonely
and your song's so lovely"

delicate and fine - there are things that break this blight
sometimes I hear a tune and I do everything but cry
the feeling's wild: the edge of temper, where beauty enters
believe me that a dream that comes to you in sleep
can be a thing of beauty if you fight it into being a mortal form
flawed and ugly, but still a body
Track Name: Midland, TX
toured enough times in Texas that it doesn't feel so weird
asked you for a drag just to stand next to you out here
I know I'm gonna fail you so hard
I know I'm gonna fail you so hard

lost our coats in spring time, we balloon into the pond
i let the water tackle me
absolving me of what?

the harm I never caused you
but meant the worst regardless
you felt my hatred rising
just let me dive into it

cannonballs and swimmingholes
the darkness in these halls
I raced for disaster but you didn't follow

take off your t-shirt, dissolve into pieces
the pond is the reason
Track Name: No Icing on the Birthday Cake, A Silent Movie
its comfy, leaning on your arms on the subway
too drunk to speak to you, I'm crowing!
out of control again, bulldozing on twitter
that you knew to take away from me
we don't speak
careening through the neighborhoods mindlessly
this is what love is as far as i can see

no icing on the birthday cake, a silent movie

the sunrise
i like it in the middle before daylight
the purple that appears before the blue sky
in simple terms its why i get so weird on tour
i get so bored
careening through the country
socks in sneaks
this is what devotion is as far as i can see

no icing on the birthday cake, a silent movie
Track Name: Wyrd Vision (at the Bellows show)
and the show was over in a cloud of smoke
and the smoke reminded me of a foggy yellows
of a yellow car with the gasket blown
and a basket on a bicycle with a bellowing horn

at the bellows show with my spirits low
with the window facing me, i was in the zone
nothing to declare
no, there's nothing there
i have nothing to say to you - were you expecting something cool?

there was something raw and discretely shown
about the vision in the window pane, the reflecting glow
saw a silhouette
it was me, i guess
i was compartmentalized in a pane of glass
to be vaguely seen as a human being
to be a vision in a window pane staring back at me

can you see your self? or maybe someone else
when you think about your face is it weird and yellow?
is it vaguely seen? are you a human being?
is your reflection staring back at you what you want to see?
no, of course it's not
at least its not for me
but its not so terrible when I see it squarely
it's a vague idea of the way you're here
of the corpus gifted you by a couple beings
doesn't mean too much, or maybe nothing at all
but it shows you where you start, where you want to go

you can see it all in a silhouette
the dimly lit weird shape of you that you might regret
but don't dwell on things in the mirror seen
just the physical shape of you
worn so preciously
when you let it go - maybe at a show
suddenly the rest of you starts to show
what you left unseen as a human being
you gotta let the rest of you overtake your body
and just disappear
Track Name: Toast
toast with milk and eggs, the things i never can replace
"the house of the rising sun" the songs i no longer sing along with
forks have split the road but the middle is always where i go
the part with the thorns and the bramble
the worst way to get to where i'm going

oh i meant to fall in love
oh i meant to be more graceful
oh i meant to love the world
in awe of everything around me

but the one thing i've realized is i still just want the toast
Track Name: Crayon Crush
i wish i took a little time to figure out myself
to put it all together and make a mess
14 years old i was so in love
and when we broke it off i was completely crushed

when i was a little kid i wanted nothing more
than to be just like my dad and mother
id take pieces of cardboard and make ID cards
fold up laptops and crayon keyboards

i wish i took a little time to figure out myself
willed into depression as a bright young male
started smoking cigarettes to prove myself
to make it more apparent that i needed help

fictional willingness to be more dark
fiction in the middle of a water park
something there was clouded in a brutal form
slipping into happiness and warmth

oh an accidental life force
a beauty never meant
oh an accidental power source
a wisdom never meant
oh an accidental dream life
reality never meant
i accidentally was born
Track Name: Frankie is a Hoarder and a Hog
frankie is a hoarder and a hog, a very greedy dog
Track Name: Voice on Microphone
i always thought a day would come when we wouldn't be together
would not admit that i could not imagine better
but i want to be with you
it's so hard for me to do
to say i'm with you and i want nothing more than it

i always thought a day would come when i would quit the music
would not admit that i had no excuse to do it
but i want the secret drones
the voice on microphone
i want to be your own, whoever listens to it

i always thought a day would come when i would lose the meaning
would not admit that i knew nothing to begin with
i want the Eiffel Tower
i want that secret power
i want the steeples now

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