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Maybe

by Mean Sun

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1.
Holy Water 03:58
She tells them all a story One they will tell for years to come She tells them she ain’t sorry They can wait for theirs for now Drown me in the holy water Hang me out to dry At least lie to me It’s that easy I don’t ask for much She digs herself a quarry As water slowly fills her mouth Laughing at the sun She’ll find her way from here somehow
2.
AWD 04:41
It’s nicotine and night sweats Could this be as good as it gets It’s gasoline and corvettes Is it me or is this just a joke It’s alcohol, all the money spent Money made so you can throw it all way Such a fine, fine line Between living the dream and living in one Are you having fun At the expense of someone else? Touch screens, it’s touch and go So much you see but what do you know? Big times and split ends Big to do’s and imaginary friends Big smiles only last so long Hugs hang and linger like a drug Are you having fun With an expensive someone else? Such a fine, fine line Between making the scene and making one Such a fine, fine line Between living the dream and living in one
3.
Back with the dawn With the birds softly calling With the words You said I said The birds said I let you down Back with the dawn again Every evening I’m upside down Meet the morning when my head hits the ground And the clock says it’s half-passed As we stare face to face The clock says I let you down Againing again All our days are numbered You can buy them at the store Mark them one by one As you tally up the score They it’s not a race or a competition Well, I lost if it really isn’t Well, I’m lost And wistfully wish for remission Back with my thoughts With the footsteps faintly following With the whispers whimpering in my bed The words you said I said And the whispers they wither I let you down I let you down I let you down I let you down again I’m againing again I’m againing again I’m againing again and again
4.
Moving Day* 05:39
It’s moving day All across the land I guess folks got tired Of the lives that they had So pack up your things Move them down by the road Some things are worth selling That still won’t get sold Some things aren’t worth telling That still get told I can’t help but wonder where they’re going And how and why and what they’ll do when they’re there It’s moving day Moving day I heard that some people Found a home in the sky I didn’t believe it Til the cloud passed me by I turned to a man Asked how they’re breathing up there He said it’s the same as it is To breathe anywhere He said the higher you go than The cleaner the air I wonder if they’ll use the same words Or if they’ll speak a language we’ve never heard It’s moving day Moving day I asked him again How they eat up that way He said they get their food fresh From the market that day If it grows in the ground It can grow in the sky It doesn’t seem right Though, I can’t say quite why I can’t point my finger No, I can’t say quite why
5.
Hellven 04:29
Hellbent on heaven Breaking down broken down dreams In hopes to forget them Heaven sent for heaven’s sake Lord knows he wouldn’t wait For you to make the same mistakes Tongue-tied with laces tight You wanna speak your mind But the feelings come out cold, coals from an old fire Face to face with life itself Forced to face, in its place A living hell There’s no use trying You carry all the blame There’s no need to lie When you permeate your shame
6.
7 Days 04:06
It’s getting to the point again When I decide to stay in bed For seven days Block out all of the sun’s rays And conscientiously proceed To lose my friends The feeling’s always half-way clear When I am half-way through a beer Or ten or twelve Through half the liquor on the shelf And trying to convince myself I can disappear I feel a certain sadness Coming on It’s nothing new It’s just been so long And though I want it gone There’s no place for it go And still it don’t No it don’t Don’t feel wrong Late at night as I lay in bed With thoughts of you and alcohol going through my head I toss and turn and fall asleep Soon you infiltrate my dreams The likes of which I haven’t seen Since I pronounced myself dead Morning comes at the break of dawn Legs twisted up, my muscles worn, I’m sweating off Five minutes later I’m jacking off Five minutes later I’m packing up Five minutes later I’m on my way To work that day They say that you learn Something new every day Well, I learned something about myself today That I do it to myself And then ask for it again And that that’s No, that’s never gonna change
7.
Maybe 05:33
Maybe I’m a drama queen Maybe I really am mean Maybe this has amphetamine cut into it I don’t know Maybe I care too much Maybe I don’t care enough Maybe this stuff is actually rough I don’t know Maybe it’s the ecosphere Starting to disappear Maybe it’s you Stupid smiling from ear to ear I don’t know All I know Is I need you To feel lonely All I mean Is I need you To feel alone All I’m trying to say Is I need you Cuz you help me feel okay About how I feel anyway I don’t know Maybe that all came out wrong Probably shouldn’t have called at all Maybe I should just scrap this song And burn the page I don’t know Maybe love’s not all the rage Maybe rage subsides with rage Maybe it just exponentiates And steals the page Of how you see things I don’t know All I know Is I need you To feel lonely All I mean Is I need you To feel alone All I’m trying to say Is I need you Cuz you help me feel okay About how I feel anyway I don’t know Maybe I’m a drama queen
8.
Eat at Max's 05:08
I don’t mind waiting So long as a table is coming my way I don’t mind waiting So long as you have got something to say Put your hands down in your pockets Think of Max and call her for breakfast Here comes my maker With the paper and the time of day Here comes my maker With a coffee and a glass of whiskey Keep your questions at the counter Put your problems on your tab Stand by her smoking In the break of the light of dawn It’s hard to imagine That she’s been smoking here all along Put your arm up around her shoulder Say, hey Max maybe when we are older
9.
All the voices in my head Have finally started talking sense They must have sought some help For I don’t know where they went How I strangely missed them Despite all misleading things They might have said I’m done with fun and games Games just ain’t no fun no more All my days turn into playtime Which is turning into chore But I’m always bored And I crash and crumble, baby On come down’s rocky shores I’m not accustomed much to leaving No, I’m used to being left And I feel like shit twice over Cuz the first one don’t make sense And I miss you Though I dare not say the words I might regret
10.
Try as I might This is a flightless bird Winging it to write this awful word This singing such a sorry sight You mistake what you heard Forward is right behind you Seems I’ve been having trouble Keeping track again So I’ve been writing it all down Like they did way back when I check and scratch my head The chicken scratch it read Four hundred from two plus two Ain’t nothing black and white When it’s all black and blue Try to fight to hide But it’s just you And you don’t listen To yourself much, do you Ain’t nothing black and white When it’s black and blue Drank himself into a ditch A couple of wintry nights after Christmas And whispered to the snow His final dying wish Forgetting just how to put it Everyone’s on heroin It’s just to each their own Daring to leave our haunted homes It’s not enough for anyone of us What our mama’s done for us For else we’d all be born with our heroine Ain’t nothing black and white Til it’s all black and blue Try to fight to hide But it’s just you And you don’t listen To yourself much, do you Ain’t nothing black and white Til it’s black and blue Ain’t nothing black and white Til it’s black and blue Ain’t nothing black and white Til it’s black and blue

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released May 5, 2021

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Mean Sun Portland, Oregon

Mean Sun is a five-piece mid-tempo fair-to-middling not-quite-psychedelic rock band with singer-songwriter origins.

Based in Portland, Oregon.

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