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Problems With My Head

by Volume Discount

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1.
Oh the glory that was Rome, it don’t mean that much to me. They had a good run; now it’s history. Yeah they built the coliseum, but as far as I can see The glory that was Rome is a faded memory. Just like you and me, sister, we had a glory of our own. We built this house of love and I set you on a throne. Brick by brick, tears and clay, We were singing, “love is love and not fade away.” Chorus Brick by brick you build it up Brick by brick it comes back down A thousand year reign, a palace of the sun Brick by brick it comes undone I held you in my arms, not long ago, April sun tumbled down in the Gulf of Mexico. And you made your vow; darling I made mine: “‘Til death us part,” I don’t believe we were lyin’. Chorus Bridge Oh the high and mighty! Oh the mighty dream! Oh the mighty promise! Oh the love supreme! See the senators in their seats, citizens and friends. How their eternal city comes to ruin in the end. Like you and me, sister, we said forever and a day, But the day is hard and the glory fades. Chorus and Outro Brick by brick you build it up Brick by brick it comes back down. A million dollar smile; a solid gold crown Brick by brick it comes back down. Rust on the hinges and arrows going down Brick by brick it comes back down. A thousand year reign, a palace of the sun Brick by brick it comes undone Brick by brick Brick by brick
2.
Cap It Off 03:07
Problems with my head And of course you’re there to fix them My memory plays tricks And then it comes to me again All the things you said On the day I mostly heard them I was swallowing my words Until you drove away the rain Chorus So put me in a green-knit cap Made from thread and thoughts of others Something made to keep my brain From flying off the edge And let me know you’ll still be there When St. Paul throws another winter And I’ll keep my feet from slipping off the ledge Everything instead Of the pearl-gray sky around me When your fingers finally found me I could laugh outside the pain Time had turned me dead Then you came inside my sorrow I had pawned what I could borrow When you washed away the stain Chorus So put me in a green-knit cap Made from thread and thoughts of others A stitch in time to keep my mind From weaving off the edge And let me know you’ll still be there When St. Paul throws another winter And I’ll keep my feet from slipping off the ledge Problems with my head And of course you’re there to fix them My memory plays tricks And then you bring me home again (My memory plays tricks And then you bring me home again)
3.
I could feel you coming, miles away Like change in the weather, like a month of May Like a queen of hearts to fill the inside straight I could feel you coming, baby don’t be late. There was a picture of you, you know the one I mean The inescapable question: what those eyes had seen All joys, all sorrows, floating in a pool of blue and green With every sentient being; you were barely eighteen Chorus Well a boy like me, I never knew that much about love But a girl like you was the only thing I was ever dreaming of You kept a mystery about you; you kept your own point of view You kept your thoughts to yourself; you kept shining on through I was such a big talker back then, ‘til you struck me dumb How could you be so old, and so perfectly young? Chorus Well a boy like me, I never knew that much about love But a girl like you was the only thing I was ever dreaming of Now what’s beauty like that to a woman who’ll renounce the self as illusion? What’s flattery or praise in a world of impermanence and dissolution? How we burn for the dying is a malady with no resolution But beauty like that: absolution Chorus Well a boy like me, I never knew that much about love But a girl like you was the only thing I was ever dreaming of Well a boy like me, I didn’t know ‘Bout a girl like you
4.
Take Me 04:23
Híding from an army that dráfted me in secret Húngry and aloof and daring párts of me to fly Imágining the moment when your jéans slip down so slowly Slack my sails. Dim my eye. Chorus Take me, take me Unlace everything you tied Take me, take me Unlie everything you lied. ‘Cuz tíme and troubles meet and they don’t álways get along So I lócked them in a song that I can síng to all the dead Inside every word I find the hót sweats you bring me When you táke me for the ride across your wíde and fiery bed Chorus Bridge We can stéal a car tomorrow with ságging leather seats You can smóther me in cotton skirts to cóver our retreat If your fáther follows closely with his láw-books and his friends Túrn our bodies inside out; never make amends. So whísper me that melody with the sád and naked rhyme I’ll preténd it’s been my favorite since the fruit was on the vine When you réach the final chorus I might éven come in singing If you sét it in a key that suits the ténor of my mind Chorus Híding from an army that dráfted me in secret Húngry and aloof and daring párts of me to fly Imágining the moment when your jéans slip down so slowly Slack my sails. Dim my eye.
5.
OK 03:47
“OK, here are the rules, conditions of my love.” Something round about a question, something round about a glove Something round about a round of midnight dancing in a field This might be rough, I have no idea. OK, here are the jewels, slipped upon your shaking hand. Such baubles are a promise, in a less-than-promised land. You know ice is a desire best left underground This might be cold, I have no idea. I have no idea where I’m going I crashed into a window; fractured half the sky I have no idea how the line I’m towing Double-crossed me on a dare and left me hanging out to dry. OK, here are the fools, laughter hiding from the night Caps of family money tilting slightly to the right Running from a mirror turning ‘round a painted face I might be one of them, I have no idea. Chorus Bridge No idea where I’m going No idea what I’ve done No idea what I’ve been through No idea what will come Instrumental OK, here are the tools, to disinter your dreams Rusty nuts and bolts of sorrow strip away the schemes A hammer meant to shatter every angle into glass I might be stuck, I have no idea I have no idea where I’m going I crashed into a window; fractured the sky I have no idea how the line I’m towing Double-crossed me on a dare and left me hanging out to dry. Double-crossed me on a dare and left me hanging out to dry.
6.
I have to believe, at the end of the day We’ll all find a welcome, we’ll all find our way These spells will be broken, these sins be erased At the end of the day, we’ll all find our place I have to believe, when the race has been run We’ll all come together, we’ll all live as one These walls will all crumble, these fences will fall When the race has been run, there’ll be room for us all. I know you’ve been crying. I know you’ve been blue. I know that your worries are many and your pleasures are few But there’s a house up the road, there’s a light on at the door There’s a banquet laid out on the table, and there’s room for more. Come on, I have to believe. I have to believe, when the last word is spoken Our hearts will be healed, our eyes will be open These lies will not charm us, we’ll be as we are When the last word is spoken we’ll shine like the stars.

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Volume Discount is Jim Sorboro (keys), Kevin Mummey (drums), Paul Tinjum (bass), and David Booth (guitars and vocals). "Problems With My Head" is a collection of songs by Kevin and David, arranged by the band. Shawn Gibbons sings on all tracks.

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released April 25, 2018

Recorded by Greg Schutte (Bathtub Shrine Studio)
Mastered by Greg Reierson (Rare Form Mastering)

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David Booth Minneapolis, Minnesota

David Booth’s music works the familiar literary veins of love, railroads, and the culinary arts, with musical grooves from Nashville to Plaquemines Parish to Austin to Abbey Road. These are songs from a person in “the middle of life’s way” -- and by turns they offer consolation, comfort, righteous indignation, and wry commentary on life’s strange scenes. ... more

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