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If It All Goes My Way
04:48
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I'm counting down til the clock stops turning round
that awful sound
Nothing helps me when the walls are caving in
not beer, not gin
When I look to the future, I don't know where I'm gonna be
or what job I'll belong to - what kind of fool would employ me?
Will I combine socks and sandals, make dumb jokes, drive my kids insane
or just dress in pajamas and talk to myself on a crowded train
If it all goes my way, I'll be yours forever
My five year plan is to make it through the five
Then another five, then another five, then one day I'll die
My childhood dreams and professional aspirations
are bullshit
at least I know it
I could call myself Jason and get a job in a new city
I could learn Kama Sutra or dress in robes and practice chastity (itty bitty titty)
I could live on an island, eat raw snakes, grow an awesome beard
or get better at parties and make new friends like I've always feared
I could write a new album which blows right up and makes me some dough
Would I have made it already if my stage name wasn't Joe?
I could give up on music and get a job building people homes
I could write the right song, the helping hand when you're all alone
I could learn what this life's for, why I'm this specific set of bones
To be perfectly honest, there's only one thing I really know:
that if it all goes my way, I'll be yours forever.
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2. |
As Bad As it Seems
04:00
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Flooding in Asia displaced forty million
Hurricane Harvey, so far, has cost seventy billion
Fires from Canada to Colorado
but we're safe in our city with cold brew and toast with avocado
Oh yesterday's only a dream
Oh everything's fine as it is, at least for you and me
Oh nothing's as bad as it seems
Another mass shooting and we're making history
Five hundred a year, there must be an answer to this mystery
Oh yesterday's only a dream
Oh everything's fine as it is, let's not be extreme
Oh nothing's as bad as it seems
Oh yesterday's only a dream
Oh everything's fine as it is, and has always been
Oh nothing's as bad as it seems
No, it's exactly as bad as it seems
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3. |
I Said it Now
03:49
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I said it now
ooh I said it now
I felt that sentence leave my mouth
Don't know why I said it or even how
But the room went dark
The walls shook from the rolling thunder
I said it now
ooh I said it now
I didn't even say it loud
Not like I stood up tall and said it proud
But I closed my eyes
and took a breath before the storm arriving
I said it now
ooh I said it now
Forgive me
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4. |
Love Will Always Win
03:12
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I never had a reason to complain
I had a job and an apartment and my days were all the same
I worked, slept, never wept, tried my best to build myself a name
You can go about your duties with a smile upon your face
You can quietly and humbly complete each task with grace
You can swallow every shudder when you feel someone's embrace
but love will always win
I never met a woman quite like you
I gathered all my strength but didn't know what I should do
I felt each chamber of my heart prepare to make some room
You can ignore it when it calls you and pretend you're never home
You can say that you are happy and prefer to be alone
You can never tell a soul that you feel empty in your bones
but love will always win
I've said enough to love and broke it at the seams
I threw it in the closet and I told it not to scream
I ignored the cries at night like they were something in a dream
You can drag it through the market with a rope around its shins
You can hang it from an oak tree with a noose under its chin
You can starve it in the darkness til it's blind, pale and thin
but love will always win
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I travel this road on my own
Don't tell my fans my dad pays for my phone
I'm all alone
With no support from my family or friends
and no expensive school to attend
Just my guitar and my pen
No I won't give up, I won't give in
I'll thank myself when I win
and share with no one
I got no fancy haircut
and my life isn't fair, but
I'll make my way and be famous one day
I can sing more cliches if you want
Just buy me lunch at a nice restaurant
I'm too cool and poor
I don't play a part in this capitalist regime
You'll find no cash in my secondhand jeans
I only barter
I sing right from the heart
If you quote the Bible it's art
Proverbs 21:19
I'm an underdog story
and if you try to ignore me
I'll make my way and be famous one day
Be famous, be famous
I'll sing this an octave down just for a change
Show off my vocal range
I had no lessons
The critics all love me
so does Jesus above me
so I'll make my way and be famous one day
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6. |
Something Louder
03:49
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Hello there friend
It's good to see you again
How have you been?
Do you have an agent, are you on the scene?
Mm what are you up to now?
What's your hustle on the side?
I heard from someone you were working in a hospital
As for me, I'm still
doing the music thing
If I don't have my favourite job then maybe I won't work at all
What's the point of doing what the world just wants you to?
What's the point of helping others if you're vaguely unfulfilled?
Why do we waste our lives away in offices?
Does this cubicle with four white walls and wifi make you thrilled?
I don't know if I'm selfish or self-aware
I don't know if I am welcome or unwelcome anywhere
I don't know if what I want is what I'll get
I don't know if every song I write is worth it in the end
Tell me again
when you made the choice to put your bass away
Since then
How do you feel when you face the day?
Mm you know I'm an artist now
I say it every day
Leave my guitar inside its case and say it anyway
Me and my artist friends
follow the latest trends
strange mix of superfoods but cigarettes on the weekends
All I've ever wanted was to pay back the debt I owe
to music when it saved me from those adolescent struggles long ago
We need a song about how being in love is just the best
that makes a teenager feel tightness in his skinny little chest
I believe in something louder than us all
Don't wanna live inside my shell of self-obsession anymore
I believe in trying as hard as you can
I just don't know if I can
Have we gone insane?
Who's to blame?
Don't let it be me
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Joe Holt New York, New York
Joe is a folk singer/songwriter originally from England, whose music was praised by Obscure Sound as "stirring, eloquent songwriting," and by Ear to the Ground as "the real deal when it comes to folk songwriting." His music has been featured twice on NPR. He lives in New York City. ... more
Joe Holt recommends:
You Can Call Me Legs (Demos)
by Legs Akimbo
the writing, the voice, the production - I literally cannot get enough
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