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The Stones Below
01:19
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i got lost doing math
but in high i won a math award
i had called but it didn't matter
by the time i got to the store
the young woman at the pharmacy
said you're confusing the poor man
i put just enough money on the counter
with compassion in my hands
it's only spooky if you think there's fate
look at the universe where hints are made
and call it something else but where you've laid
the stones to get below this place
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He Disappeared
02:12
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he disappeared, he disappeared
you were doing rabbit ears
on a porch drinking a beer
he disappeared, he disappeared
i remember drinking at the bar
my old apartment seemed so far
he disappeared, he disappeared
car rides to the mall
stoner posters on his wall
he disappeared, he disappeared
i think once he cut my hair
a decade here, a decade there
he disappeared, he disappeared
we canvassed out to vote
that was two cold wars ago
he disappeared, he disappeared
he took half the drugs i took
and yet he didn't last the year
he disappeared
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Be Water
05:48
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i sensed a storm, i sent the world away
with a form and with a pill to take
i took the papers past the library
with a thorn and with that thorn in me, i said
be quiet
be water
tell the devils
tell the choir
take the time to let it go
take the time to let it go
tell the headache it's an illusion, not a secret
replace distraction with desire
fire voices, use fire
be present
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4. |
Little Kanawha
03:37
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since i crossed the little kanawha over to the south side
i try to keep a little drawl, but it only comes out sometimes
when i'm singing a song,
i stretch my vowels for too long
i had too many drinks
and ignore what people think
i wasn't raised to like the lake,
so sometimes it feels a little fake
so when i pronounce a few things wrong
and wear my cheap haircut and clothes
i want to keep the truth in song
a singer sings things that he knows
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A Leaf on the Carpet
02:07
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i keep dreaming about a cage
i had hoped i would lose these dreams with age
in the halfway place
one eye open, one eye caved
a dark spot in summer water
a leaf on the carpet
that's enough body horror
i prefer movies
i prefer order
when you call, i answer
like the spit up of a baby
must be cleaned
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6. |
Chaplain
04:44
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it's only cold because it rained
all the cars have water dots
my arms are goosebumped with no sleeves
i thought the weather would be hot
here we are, already june
litter soaking on the sidewalk
there are clouds up in the sky
i turn the key, the door is locked
now i go into the day
feel a puddle through my shoes
i cry a little everyday
feel the puddle through my shoes
whispering while i'm cut in half
get the priest here to give rites
tell my parents i am sorry
tell my wife that she was right
tell my boss he can eat shit
tell the mail to stop coming
you can flush my ash remains
that's my "prayer to god" by shellac
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ICU WV
02:23
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i was working from home in philly
the day angelo badalamenti died
got the call from my mom that my dad fell
and took a helicopter ride
to morgantown, the icu
my uncle went along
he had bleeding on the brain,
all i've done was write this fucking song
i heard his voice, confused as he was,
tired and afraid
i wished that i had been there,
but no, i never stayed
helped by god, "west by god"
it never really was my home
i felt the tears belonging there
but i never felt alone
see the mall, see the old schools
downtown never thrived
clip the papers, sneak the yard
pray michael is still alive
my closest friends got out of there
but justin went away
my parents will end up there
but for now, i pray they stay
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Pocket Rose
03:36
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she lost her vape pen in the folds of the couch
so precious just to even take it out
spent all night trying to find it all around
she lost her vape pen in the folds of the couch
she found a vape pen in the grass
on her way back home from haircutting class
she tried to charge it off her phone
but had left the right kind of cable home
when it worked, it was some kind of berry blast
but probably just nicotine and liquid glass
chucked it in the kitchen trash
she missed the bitter taste of the last
she found a vape pen in a starbucks bathroom
kissed it every day for two weeks
traded it in for blu-ray cartoons
at the pawn shop by the creek
she found a vape pen hiding in used clothes
tucked behind an old lapel
a goodwill jacket pocket rose
where someone's hand must not have felt
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if i fall asleep on the phone
if can't say type what you like
if the car doesn't come soon and i'm alone
in my hometown, i just might
remove the jewelry you made
out of paper, ink, and stone
but i grew up where the mall is now
our friends have more kids
we still don't get paid
remember all the fun and good times?
when i moved, you even cried
when my heart beats for the last time,
i want you to be there when i die
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i do the dishes and i take out the trash
i think about what i learned in college class
i didn't most the books,
like i even wanna rehash
i do the dishes and i take out the trash
not many people listen to all these songs
i wish that i'd been famous all along
but i check the number of plays,
like i'd ever not be wrong
not many people listen to all these songs
someone on a podcast died
i get an email every time
i click every link inside,
like i'd even want a sign
that someone on a podcast died
our band will go on tour again
maybe in a different city, i'll see you, friend
i get stressed about my voice,
like i'd even want to mend
but our band will go on tour again
kept my phone unplugged for two whole days
slept in like i had stayed up too late
plugged in and checked my bank,
like i'd even want the rate
i kept my phone unplugged for two whole days
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David F. Bello Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
I sing for The World is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die. This is my solo project.
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