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See This Through
03:21
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Suddenly, light into the darkness
Everyone was calling my name
Everything that I wanted was in my hands
But everything I knew had changed
On my worst days, I am hungry for it
And don't want to wake up
Oh, is it vision or truth
Desperation or proof
That tells me to see this through
Every day a crawl toward creation
Hoping something meets me there
Even when I am feeling good for nothing
Broken down afraid and bare
I think about all that came before me
And all that will one day be
Oh, is it vision or truth
Desperation or proof
That tells me to see this through
Is it ever enough?
Is it ever enough?
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Christian Summer Camp
04:07
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I went to Christian summer camp
When I was just a kid
It took work but I finally repressed
Half the crazy shit we did
We learned about everything
From creation to the end of time
Learned to hate our bodies, brains
And other places where the devil hides
It makes me feel crazy now
But it reminds me how
I just wanted to fit in
I didn’t want to be left out
So I ditched my doubts
And became a believer, born again
It felt real back then, crying in that dusty chapel
What I assume was God, cutting through me like a scalpel
I’d give anything to feel that right now
A few years after summer camp
I accidentally fell in love
And started racing to the fiery end
That happens when you’re too damn young
Cold nights and northern stars
Talking through the life we’d live
Making plans just real enough
To forget that we were still just kids
It makes me feel lucky now
Cause it reminds me how
I finally fit in
And I never sit around and doubt
The way it all played out
Was different than the way it should have been
It felt real back then, crying in my parent's chevy
After I drove you home, knowing that you’d live without me
And wondering who to turn to now
The summer after we grew apart, I drove to the place we met
Then just like Christian summer camp, I never went back again
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Start Over
03:59
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Do you want to start over?
We could move to LA
Pack our bags and be out there in April or May
Do you want to start over?
Just when I was getting sober
My grandmother died
It’s been 43 days and I still haven’t cried
Just when I was getting sober
Oh I’ve tried to keep it inside
Staying busy helps my brain conceal it
When I slow down I know you’re not around
And my only choice is just to feel it
Oh I miss you so
I miss you so bad
I can’t let you go
Unless you come back
Are you scared of getting older?
Slowly fading away
One by one, letting go of each memory we made
Are you scared of getting older?
Let’s pretend that we’re already dead
So we don’t have to be afraid of dying
Let’s both say things will always be ok
Say it now, say it even if you’re lying
Oh I need you so
I need you so bad
I can’t let you go
Unless you come back
Do you want to start over?
Do you want to start over?
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Take Your Time
03:25
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I don’t need much
Not much
But I need your touch
Your touch
Call my name
Bleed me dry
Take your time
On me
When morning comes
You’ll go
Let’s make this time
Go slow, slow
Call my name
Bleed me dry
Take your time
On me
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Compromise
02:39
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If I’m not the kind of person that you wanted
If I’m not the kind of person that you need
If I’m not the kind of person that you one day hope to be
Will you compromise a bit and stay with me
I am sorry for the times I disappoint you
And I’m sorry for the things that I don’t see
And I’m sorry that I have to ask you time and time again
Will you compromise a bit and stay with me
Stay with me
When there’s nothing stopping you from being free
When the years go by and you realize
There’s nothing left to see
Will you compromise a bit and stay with me
If I’m not the kind of person that you wanted
If I’m not the kind of person that you need
If I’m not the kind of person that you one day hope to be
Will you compromise a bit and stay with me
Stay with me
When there’s nothing stopping you from being free
When the years go by and you realize
There’s nothing left to see
Will you compromise a bit and stay with me
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John Mark Nelson Los Angeles, California
John Mark Nelson is a producer + songwriter from Saint Paul, MN. At a young age, he received national attention for his self- produced works, which were followed by extensive national and international touring. In recent years, Nelson moved to Los Angeles, where he has continued to generate a high volume of recorded works, and produce and write for many acclaimed artists. ... more
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