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Man and (Rockband) Mic

by Nate Boner

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1.
21 Years 04:28
21 Years: I’ve grown up into this hot mess. All my fears of not becoming something have me stressed. Dreams of a future going down the drain. Disappointment has become my best friend. From that first step falling down has been my current trend. So frustrated of the things I’ve come to miss. I’m sorry that I can’t change the person who I am. I’m struggling to maintain what little composure that I have. And this beer tastes sweeter than the tears running down my neck. If this is what maturity is, then I’ll have none of that. Self-deprecation makes me feel okay. I’m sorry that I can’t change the person who I am. Yet I’m moving on in this life; life’s moving way too fast. I’m sorry that I’m not the giant I dreamed of being. Tried and true, I’m still someone not worth believing. I’m sorry.
2.
Colleen 02:26
Do you still ever think of me on those sullen summer nights, gazing out into the waters of your new ocean-city’s sights? We are lovers, we are fighters for what is right inside our minds. Did you leave this town to leave dead memories behind? I screw up everything I mean. I feel like from you I should stay unseen, but if I take any lesson from past experience, I will follow you, my punk rock girl __. I was a fool who showed you the worser sides of me, losing money at a show I threw back when I was naïve. Dragging you out of your home in the front seat of a rental car to eat cheap noodles and stare you from afar. I’ve waited way too long to get my word right on to you, and now you’re on your way back off to school. Been wanting to confess my growing interest, can’t you see that it is you? You’re far, far away for school, can’t take you to my shows, I long to be with you, agree with you, guess that’s what I’m supposed to do with myself after seeing you that first time at the HoB, looking too damn fine.
3.
Sanity 04:43
We try, but we never ask why we do the things we always do with our hands up in the sky. Surrendering our will to be rich or be “right.” Suffering the consequences of personal demise. I take my leave of absence from definitions of normalcy and try to find my own actions to put my own mind at ease. I’m trying to find myself in a world that tells me I shouldn’t. It’s probably normal of me, but the world tells me I shouldn’t. I’m finding myself, I’m trying myself. Fighting so hard, differentiate myself off the shelf. Midway through this journey of absolution, rid myself of failure of being a “could been.” And now I’m finding my way to the peace that lies within. And now I’m freed of all my furious, fatal sins. I probably shouldn’t question the motives of a generation, but I should if I could save it from its annihilation. I’m trying to find solutions in a world that tells me that I shouldn’t; it’s probably wise to listen, but I’d try even if I couldn’t. 'Cause it's impossible to get ahead even in a plan that seems sound, where we work and we work while the kings stomp us to the ground. We're all fighting to survive which leads to total apathy. We're never really living, but can anyone really see how fucked up this world is turning us to robots inside? We always say to be ourselves when individuality has died. Hollowed, chewed up, and spit out of society's plan- fuck that- I'll grow to my own definition of being a "man." Those times I found myself passed out on the bedroom floor. I can stand up now because I know I deserve something more.
4.
We’re at the show, I’m in the pit seeing you. Blur of people pushing passes right through the sight of your long, dark, raven hair. Your eyes catch me in an unbroken stare. Lonely-looking girl, you look down at your feet when you should be happy that you’re living free. Lonely-looking girl, why you looking down? I’ve got something for you that will turn that frown. Come on pretty baby, won’t you skank with me? It’s easier to learn it if you move your feet, just kick them out and shuffle, gotta groove to the beat, ‘cause dancing with you baby it would be my treat. You’re over there, your fist is in the air. Don’t wanna be bothered or pushed in there. In that pit is where I wanna be, skanking with the pleasure of your company. Gorgeous baby girl that pit is winding down, just look at me 2-stepping, gliding ‘cross the ground. Gorgeous baby girl, just do it now, I’ll pull you in, we’ll skank, it doesn’t matter how. Gorgeous baby girl, I’m glad you came around, you’ve got me grooving smoothly to that rocksteady sound. Gorgeous baby girl, won’t you come home with me? I want to be the man who’ll give you everything.
5.
Danielle 03:10
As I rose up to the morning sun, my brain was wondering what my heart had done. Woke up wishing I was still asleep, reality for me’s insanity. Why wake up when I just can stay in this blissful dreamscape with you, when real life is a bore and a drag when you’re in circles seeking a love so true? How can I keep on going with this secret shoved down, deep inside me? Oh, it’s true- I dream of Danielle. I’m think-ing of your long and flowy hair, the light gleaming from your smile and your stare. Your kindness and your rudegirl style has me wishing I could stay for a while. I’ve had a history of making all of the wrong decisions, getting hurt in the process, never speaking up about my feelings and my current condition. It stung me when you went away, but I swallowed it down, deep inside me. I’m dreaming of the things that we could be, we could topple this society. Never have to be alone in the crowd- we’ll raise our voice as one, high and loud. For now I’ll keep my best foot forward, all the way. Positivity is all I can give in return; despite my flaws, you have stayed. For now, I’ll keep on dreaming with this <3 shoved down, deep inside me...
6.
More of You 03:23
Sitting all alone, played just another show. You came right over here, told me I was pretty rad up there. We went on with our business, you sat across the floor from me. A pretty face I could see, had to fake myself get-ting a drink. I pulled your hand so we could dance. I thought I had made some proper romance. You pulled out your phone, you made me leave my digits with you, and then you left, and I stood right there hoping for more of you. Waiting by the phone, anticipation- it has grown. Wanted to set up a dinner date, your replies were getting back to me late. Doubt started to settle in, but I could see your sweet little grin. Held out hope for a while, ‘cause I dug your little style. I was walking through the night, I had a recollection of mistakes that were past due- you have no more of an interest in me, it was a veil I should’ve seen right through.
7.
Good Deeds 03:07
Sometimes I feel that I’m alone. Sometimes these streets become my home. Knowing that I am a stray, drinking the problems all away. I can find it hard to understand, hold-ing out as my own man: will I ever, ever stand? I got no cash inside my hand. I owe the man about ten grand. He picked me up for a stupid knife. He put a hold up on my life. Sometimes I feel misunderstood. Stick out when I'm walking ‘cross the hood. I know that I am a stray- I'll drink my problems all away. I can find it hard to understand what it is, my master plan. But then again, who else can? Success is everyone's to attain but I get left out in the rain. Who will stick with me again? I know I'm not alone. I’ve got my friends at home. I’ve got my life to live- back and forth, we all must give. They're there in times of need- "Unity!", our cry and creed- we all look out for each other with every single one of our good deeds. Rob is a man of integrity- he works real hard for his little girl’s needs. And if you’re finding it hard to stand, he’ll stop, he’ll offer you a hand. Jay has his wife and his home. He’ll help the music wherever it roams. Noone in this scene is a stray- we’re all here to freakin’ play. I can find it hard to understand the greedy people in our land, all alone inside their heads. Arm in arm, we take the fight all for each other on these cold nights for the goals set in our sights.
8.
The Search 03:39
Leaving home to see a couple of friends, I'll be going through a couple of states. Never had to be going this far from home, never been gone for this number of days. I'll trek on through when spring has sprung, I'll wander alone under the desert sun. I'm looking for healing of this unsettling feeling. And I'll drive right through the California desert, I'll roll through the Arizona plains. Ride through the desert darkness way out here so I could finally disappear. Drive on this highway through outer space to explore the country, this faraway place, ‘till I hit the city lights.(I'll enjoy this lonely night) Driving through this desert, looking for peace but I can't even find myself. Leaving the frustrations of a world at home just so I could be alone. I find myself, my sanity in Northern Arizona, comfort in knowing someday that I'm gonna conquer this world, but for tonight, I'll see the starry night.
9.
Be Alright 03:48
You gotta keep your head raised up high, you gotta stick your hands up and fight. You gotta keep holding on even when things get sour. It isn't always fun and games, things just can't always be the same. What's left isn't coming back, but don't give yourself a heart attack. 'Cause I know the solution could be easy- I just have to find that place within that pleases me. In the end everything is gonna be alright. The man is taking a shit on you, landlord's rent is overdue. You're stuck in some troubled waters but you gotta keep swimming. Girlfriend's giving you some lip, but listen to this little tip: You gotta keep your head on the things that really matter. Every day is a chance to prove as long as you fight, you'll never ever lose. You gotta keep your feet moving on, you gotta stay brave and stand your ground. You gotta keep holding on 'cause things will get better. You gotta keep your head raised up high. You gotta stick your hands up and fight. You gotta keep holding on 'cause things will get better.

about

A few songs I wrote between my freshman year in college and now. Decided to finally do this shizz and record a few tunes.

Recorded between 7/23/2014 and 8/2/2014 in my bedroom on Audacity using a Logitech Rockband Mic.

All crappy vox, shitty guitar playing, subpar melodica-ing, and unoriginal album art by Nate Boner.

Check out my band The Two Tone Boners:
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thetwotoneboners.bandcamp.com

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released August 4, 2014

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