Wild Town

by Book Club

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1.
I hear it’s really beautiful there, I bet people say that all the time, when you mention where you’re from, when they’re asking what it’s like And no it doesn’t hurt, that you smell like lavender, and your accent’s like a ticket for a ride and I’m not one of those, to get caught on a loose end but you look like a knot that’s come untied I bet your life there is so different, what do you think of it here? Do you hate that question, god I’m so predictable. It’s just not that easy to answer, I miss my family I came here because I had to, back home I couldn’t breathe I miss the cobbles on the beach, I miss the rose in mama’s cheeks I sailed here on a ship of memory And all the bricks of thought I brought, they start to make a wall Til memory’s a house that keeps me dry So it might be hard to see, all the reasons underneath Leaving somewhere beautiful to go try and be free But if you feel like going somewhere that you never want to leave, You should try being in your company I wish I could remember when I last took a vacation That’s the word you all use for holiday I never seem to rest, I never seem to breathe Memory, the crush of a soft breeze Refreshed and reborn, every silver morn Awake into the rays of memory
2.
You act like a paramedic with a grudge Against the hospital Who-oo-oo loses if you drive away Only you can say But ask the bleeding boy or girl Take a poll would you rather be saved Who-oo-oo loses when you drive away This is no time to pray God damn you don’t wanna love me back God damn you don’t wanna love me back God damn you don’t wanna love me back And now I gotta sing about that You can do good but not be good It happens all the time Who-oo-oo loses when you act that way? I wish that you had stayed God damn you don’t wanna love me back God damn you don’t wanna love me back God damn you don’t wanna love me back And now I gotta sing about that
3.
Bad Memories 04:25
Colder than where You keep bad memories Frost-bitten and dry, tucked behind leaves A fresh revelation Your new industry Sun on each awning, dew on each blade Do you remember what we used to say? And all these trees Will forget you in time It was a comfort to keep it in mind. It’s no deeper than love, no wider than grief. It’s no colder than where you keep bad memories It’s no deeper than love, no wider than grief. It’s a wonder sometimes the shit we believe. What more is a memory Than something to do Something to carry, ignore, or review Colder than where You keep bad memories In the mind’s attic, in the heart’s beat. It’s no deeper than love, no wider than grief. It’s no colder than where you keep bad memories It’s no deeper than love, no wider than grief. It’s a wonder sometimes the shit that we keep. Colder than where You keep bad memories Frost-bitten and dry, tucked behind leaves
4.
I was thinking man How hard it’s gotta be To live inside a life outside a dream It’s one thing to be sad Another lonely The difference is a desert, yea, the difference is a sea In the worst case, it’s a big deal In the best, it’s not so bad From a distance, that’s a small hill Never mind the fears you had On second thought though Fear’s what makes you And if it builds you, can’t it break you, Do we grow from the suspense? Who was it that said Nobody knows best Oh me, well I, I do believe it’s truer than the opposite We’re shooting arrows at some hay, Sometimes we call it a target It’s one thing to be wrong And one to disagree The difference is tiny, to an infinite degree I was thinking man How empty sky can be I don’t believe in ghosts or angels, but I’ve been wrong about things
5.
Wild Town 04:03
It’s the city it’s the mean things It’s the way to get by It’s the wonder of the small things In the blink of a small thing’s eye It’s the writing on the wall that You didn’t notice till now It’s the way, on the runway, you can’t Put the wheels down It’s the city it’s the bright lights Always bring you low It’s the places that you want to And the places that you go It’s the darkened heart of night time It’s the sharpening of stars It’s the racing of the white lines Underneath the cars… Wild Town. Wild Town. I don’t blame you for wanting to get out. It’s something, this city I’m not so sure It’s secrets, it’s pretty Not anymore Come on, a time. Hey sport, it’s time. Play as it lays. Play as it lays. Wild Town. Wild Town. I don’t blame you for wanting to get out. It’s the killer inside It’s the killer on the loose It’s the killer on every corner It’s the killer in every noose. Wild Town. Wild Town. I don’t blame you for wanting to get out.
6.
Try Poetry 03:53
You want consolation, try poetry You want resignation, try war You wanna see me again, and I just went out the door You want compassion, get a pet You want justice, get upset You wanna know where it is I’ve gone, and I haven’t even been long You want comfort, try to pray You want answers, what’s standing in your way You want the truth, but that I fear is not mine to say You want it special, put a bow on it You want it real, just look at it You say you miss me, and I believe it You want wisdom, try a dream Want assurance, try belief You want to know that I’m ok, but it’s not my place to say You want perfection, read a book You want distraction, ask a crook You want rejection, but I can’t let you off the hook.
7.
Every morning mercies new Goodbye amen to each of you Every morning mercies new Oh god, it is so good to see you. In a separate universe. other angels do rehearse. Scattered wings and broken verse. Yes, those were angels that you heard.
8.
Fifty years ago, hell twenty, none of This was here, this was the country Someone built a house, and someone built a fence It’s not yours until you keep somebody in How many times have our lives Floated along like spots in our eyes We believe history If you tried to tell me back then I’d be here now, I doubt I would’ve minded Parked on a hill Perpendicular to north and southbound motion Cars on a course Fossils in a hollow ocean What history this morning was told by the pavement The sound of passing cars, show me what the roads meant Fifty years ago, hell twenty, none of This was here, this was the country Someone built a fence, and someone built a house It’s not yours until you keep somebody out How many times have our lives Floated along like spots in our eyes We believe history If you tried to tell me back then I’d be here now, I doubt I would’ve minded
9.
I can feel the breeze Brushing the back of my knees Sending its’ signals through skin Selling its’ calm for a fee Am I where I should be? And then I say to myself, “are you saying you’re not happy? Are you saying you’re not free? Do you really believe you’re not where you should be?” And I don’t even know the answer ‘cause I don’t really know what I want you could say that’s a form of satisfaction, you could also say that it’s not Oh, I can feel the breeze Oh, I can feel the breeze Oh, I can feel the breeze Oh, I can feel the breeze I can feel the breeze brush the back of my knees.

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Recorded and Mixed by Damon Moon at Standard Electric Recorders Co, Decatur, GA. Mastered by Joel Hatstat at High Jump Media, Athens, GA.

All songs written by Robbie Horlick and performed by Book Club.
Copyright 2021.

Additional instrumentation and vocals by:
Casey Harper, Ethan Fogus, and Damon Moon.

Album Art by Rachel Horlick.

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released October 8, 2021

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"beautiful, haunting musings...playful yet elegant" - LatestDisgrace.com

"It’s not over-produced like a lot of folk music; it’s simplicity is both endearing and purposeful." - AustinTownHall.com

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