1. |
This Feeling
03:36
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I have this feeling that this feeling is fleeting
I have this feeling that this feeling's gonna fade
I have this feeling that I haven't felt it all just yet
this feeling that there's more, there's more, there's gotta be
I have this feeling
I have this craving, this craving for closure
I have this craving for endings that make sense
at least a little sense
this craving for a reason
some deeper, hidden meaning
I have this craving for closure
I have this sneaking suspicion that patience isn't a virtue
sneaking suspicion that waiting isn't brave
sneaking suspicion that patience is just pride calling itself wise
I have this sneaking suspicion that patience isn't a virtue
I have this thought that my secrets aren't so shameful
I have this hope that my fate isn't so fatal
I have this dream that my dreams aren't just for sleeping
that my dreams aren't just sleeping
that my dreams aren't just, my dreams aren't just for sleeping
I have this feeling that this feeling is fleeting
I have this feeling that this feeling's gonna fade
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2. |
Long Overdue
05:34
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Can I ask you a question
I've been racking my brain
I've been trying to figure it out
but I've been coming up blank
so if you wouldn't mind letting me know
What was I
What was I
What was I to you?
Can I ask you a question
I thought I could just let it be
but I haven't been dreaming
yeah I've been losing sleep
so please, just tell me
What were you
What were you
What were you thinking?
Whispering sweet nothings if you wanted nothing from me
what were you thinking?
With your hands resting on my hips, your breath on my neck
what were you thinking?
Did you know all along that it was just another way
to pass the time?
Or did you only realize when I did?
I ask myself
I can't exactly explain
this want for moving on
but the questions never change
What was I
What was I
What was I to you?
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3. |
Sunk Cost Fallacy
03:14
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I won't lose my time to you
I tell myself I won't
but I do, and I do
I won't lose my time to you
I tell myself I won't
but I do, and I do, and I do
and it feels good to spend these seconds
on the songs already sung
on the tales already told
on the days already done
and it feels right to waste these hours
though the price is getting high
I'll keep covering the cost of
never learning how to say goodbye
I won't lose my time to you
I tell myself I won't
but I do, and I do
I won't lose my time to you
I tell myself I won't
but I do, and I do, and I do
This isn't good
this isn't good for me, I know
I know.
This isn't good for me
but I can't seem to stop
investing in our little sunk cost fallacy
I won't lose my time to you
I tell myself I won't
but I do, and I do
I won't lose my time to you
I tell myself I won't
but I do, and I do, and I do
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4. |
Ready
04:31
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Always ready to let go
That’s what I taught myself years ago
Always ready to let go
That’s all I know, it’s all I know
Always ready to let go
it’s how I learned to stay afloat
Always ready to let go
That’s all I know, it’s all I know
You don’t want to know me
so please, don’t slow me down.
Thought you might have something to show me,
but here I am again,
it’s quiet, there’s not a sound.
Always ready to let go
That’s what I taught myself years ago
Always ready to let go
That’s all I know, it’s all I know
Always ready to let go
it’s how I learned to stay afloat
Always ready to let go
That’s all I know, it’s all I know
Spend my days tellin myself
I don’t want I don’t need someone to hold.
Spend my days telling myself
layer up now, and you won’t feel so cold.
Spend my days telling myself
there are stories yet to be told.
Spend my days telling myself
I don’t want, I don’t need, I don’t want, I don’t need.
Always ready to let go
That’s what I taught myself years ago
Always ready to let go
That’s all I know, it’s all I know
Always ready to let go
it’s how I learned to stay afloat
Always ready to let go
That’s all I know, it’s all I know
Don't worry about me
I’m not lost, don't need to be found.
I've been here before,
though the view's a little different this time around.
Don’t worry about me
I’m not lost, I don't need to be found.
My head faces forward,
my feet walk away, they walk on solid ground.
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5. |
Polite Smiles
04:03
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Somedays are nothing but polite smiles with polite strangers
Some days are nothing but polite smiles with polite strangers
I wanna ask
Who are you and how do you know
And where do you rest your head?
I wanna ask
What stops you and what helps you grow
And where do you rest your head?
I wanna ask
Who soothes you and who do you console
And where do you rest your head?
I wanna ask
What breaks you and what makes you whole
And where do you rest your head?
Standing behind me in line at the corner store
Stepping into the elevator, stepping off on another floor
Walking on the street that I passed by just seconds before
One moment of eyes meeting eyes
Nothing less, nothing more
Somedays are nothing but polite smiles with polite strangers
Some days are nothing but polite smiles with polite strangers
Somedays are nothing but polite smiles with polite strangers
Some days are nothing but polite smiles
I wanna ask
What guides you and what secrets do you stow
And where do you rest your head?
I wanna ask
what are the debts that you owe
And where do you rest your head?
I wanna ask
What truths do you cling to and hold
And where do you rest your head?
I wanna ask
Who are you and how do you know
And where do you rest your head?
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6. |
Comes Easy
03:19
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I’ve done it again
it's a true gift of mine
To take up the space
in the back of your mind
Become an idea,
a thought, a notion
A word that you hear
though it’s no longer spoken
Leaving comes easy to me
Never did learn how to ask for what I need
Leaving comes easy to me
Though they never do ask if I want to be free
I do it with ease,
with skill and with grace
To step out without
leaving steps to retrace
To leave you with the memory
not leaving the chance
for futures to sully
the dance that we danced
Leaving comes easy to me
Never been one to just wait and see
Leaving comes easy to me
Though they never do ask if I want to be free
It's not that I look
for a path to the end,
it's not that I try
to break what might bend.
It’s just that my body
is so used to breathing
for nothing at all,
for no one, and no reason
Leaving comes easy to me
We never stood a chance, did we?
Leaving comes easy to me
Though you never did ask if I wanted to be free
Leaving comes easy to me
But did you have to just stand there watching me?
And did you know that this could’ve been enough for me?
You never did ask.
And maybe it’s best
that it happens this way
That I never did learn
how to make myself stay
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7. |
Interlude
03:01
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Hold onto the memory but don't cling,
there's only so much comfort it can bring.
There's wisdom in the words that get passed down,
but the wind at times can be just as profound.
It used to be I'd just fall back asleep,
the secrets of the world are in the secrets that we keep.
I used to know exactly where I stood,
it wasn't hard to find my footing when my feet always stayed put.
Consistency feels good and so does fact,
but the foundation underneath is often cracked.
The thing we felt back then was real, I know.
But it didn't stick around, and so we learn to grow.
The fire from the start was built to fade,
but the darkness brings some peace, and I am no longer afraid.
Filling in the spaces can take time,
but the story's never been a straight and solid line.
Those questions that are hardest to put forth,
once answered, can make room for so much more.
So dream about tomorrow but keep in mind:
There's only now, and there's only so much time.
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Hannah Jay Massachusetts
Hannah Jay is a singer-songwriter based in Jamaica Plain, MA. She tries to keep it honest and relatable, hopefully you'll find something in her music that speaks to you.
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