Two weeks of vacation. The emergency room for the night, while the quiet song that you’ve become keeps playing as a mother gets impatient and you’ve always felt misunderstood and you feel like they think you’re no good and you’re dying just to prove yourself once this feeling goes away.
But I found the words that’ll break this curse, except they’re in your heart and I’m standing with you, Speechless.
It’s the last night before this year ends and you spend the evening with your friends but you really spend it in your head again.
As they all gather for the countdown, and you pray that when this clock strikes 12 you’ll be good as new and all is well, you say this year you will prove yourself, pray this feeling goes away.
But I found the words that’ll break this curse, except they’re in your heart and I’m standing with you, Speechless.
Oh of all the times I’ve longed for something more than just clever lines but words to shatter all your demons.
An anonymous fan submitted a few questions on FanBridge recently so we posted this video response to them below (while hanging out in the studio with our friend Justin Bieber). Thank you SO much for your questions and please feel free to ask us more here.
Just recently we added another new song to our live Stairway Sessions collection. It’s called “How Could You Ever Know.”
Oh, and we’re playing a FREE outdoor show this Saturday May 12th!
I was at a testing center recently. One of those super-strict-sterile ones with computer cubicles and people struggling to become invisible. I was feeling rushed and stressed walking in when I noticed a seventy-something older woman slowly shuffling in with her walker through the door behind me.
She approached the front desk with the help of her husband and told them that she was there to take a test.
“Have you been here before?” The woman at the front desk politely asked her.
“Twice,” she answered with spunk. ”You know what this place reminds me of?” She paused and looked at the puzzled young woman’s face. “Those maximum-security Iraqi prisons they show on the news.” I couldn’t help but smile and feel relief at the bewildered expression that received her surprising (and perhaps shockingly accurate) answer.
As I was leaving the center after my exam, I noticed that her husband was sitting there, watching television and waiting patiently.
We made eye contact for a brief second and I wanted to say something to him.
That I thought it was really kind of him to sit there and wait for his wife.
That it showed great support and dedication to someone after all of these years.
I wanted to tell him to thank his wife for being so ambitious, for having such a great sense of humor, and for not giving up.
Instead, I smiled and nodded. There was an unspoken exchange that might have sounded something like: “You’re doing good, kid. You’re doing good.”
While we’ve been working on the new songs, we’ve started recording some live acoustic versions of some of what we’re writing in the stairway of our studio. Since these “stairway” sessions have gotten such a great response from you guys, we’ve decided to compile these videos for you right here. The words are below and on the individual YouTube pages as well.
We dedicate these songs to our amazing friend Jeannie, who just suffered a tremendous loss. If you can keep her & her family in your prayers, it would mean an awful lot.
We really hope you guys enjoy these songs and please feel free to leave us your thoughts & feedback--it’s always much appreciated.
Strange, Beautiful (Sleepdriver). We fell asleep behind the wheel. Forgot the silver charm that hangs beside your rear-view mirror. Its words fell short of our appeal. A sudden crash awakes us both, I never thought how far we’d go.
Higher. You shut my eyes to look deeper. When I was tempted to give less you gave me more. Oh, you took me low to go higher.
It’s strange and beautiful how life reminds us how we never truly know what’s good for us, dear. I feel a light. It was with me in my darkest hour and every time I fought to shut you out.
Oh you can have it all but still not have a clue of what’s good for you. Sometimes it all has to fall so you can see just where you cut the corners, clear the ground and start it all anew.
Angela. A home is a place where you go to be alone. Find your solitude here. You know that you’ve always run from what you just couldn’t own. Find your certitude here. Is there a way we can turn around? Can’t look when you’re falling down. Angela, I loved you first. With all my love swinging back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. So you know that you’ve always run from what you just couldn’t own. Find your certitude here. And I know there’s a train up north that can take you back home. Find your bravery here. Or your cowardice, dear. Angela, I loved you first. With all my love swinging back and forth, back and forth, and back and forth. You had enough. You want to go. To a place of love that you’ve once known. To a place of words that you could owned. Back home. There’s no way we can turn around. From up north I can hear the sound. It’s too late now oh no I won’t back down. I fall back. I fall back. Fall back.
Darling the Days Go. It’s not a question now of when I live but how. Life’s not a riddle and it waits for no man. My thoughts they just compound like a headache that I found on the Bleecker afternoon we drank ourselves sick.
So darling, where (are) we headed now? It’s just that I’ve seen the days go.
So darling, are we in or out? It’s just that I’ve seen the days go. Oh the days go.
The first glass goes easy down. The second one the music sounds like it was written solely for this moment in time. Third one you’re beautiful. Fourth glass it’s pitiful that the man across the bar reminds me of my father.
Oh the days go by and they say I’ve got to figure out what it is that I want. But see I just want to fly on the wings of my dreams--whatever that means.
Break. They can’t break you ‘less you let them, so don’t you let them. No one knows what’s in your heart. Don’t give it away from the start.
I was standing on the edge of something new when I met you in the dark, staring out searching for words that you once knew. But something’s lost and you forgot. You forgot.
So light me up, just don’t burn me out.
On the-punch-in-the-face-o-meter, he comes in underneath Jack Johnson, which is a plus for him. He is clarely talented, plays his instruments well and the tunes are catchy enough. Definitely a Coffee Shop Soundtrack. Costa, Starbucks, Nero, whatev. Unfortunately, the music of coffee shops, like coffee, gives me the metaphoric shits. I hate it.
If you like what you hear, we’ll be playing a very special exclusive live set this Sunday, April 1st at 12:30PM on StageIt (click for link). Only 10 tickets available. If you buy a ticket, you get to pick a song for the set.
E-mail your choice to band@amomentsworth.com or comment which song you’d like to hear below.
can’t wait to hear this song on the album