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by The Digital Pickup Line

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    Originally Released Spring 2009

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1.
As blood falls out your eyes Ours lie closed to the world Here's water into wine Nothing we haven't seen before She spoke, she spoke too soon No one knows what to do About her body there Throw her down my, down my down my wishing well Throw thirty roses down Round her arms flailing out Sing our voices now Sound out her drowning howl If her screams should reach our Mother's ears in the house She too will trip and fall Deep down in my, in my in my ditching well So's the water fills your lungs Think you on what you've done To this poor heart of mine As you die in, die inside this wishing well
2.
Teacup 07:03
Sister, I'm a fool For ever leaving you Empty coffee cup results of what I've put you through This is what it means to have the blues If I was unkind At any point in time Don't dig into your heart and start removing what was mine I would like a chance to make it right What can I do? (I'm so sad, I'm so sad without you...) I will put you back together Whatever's left of you I'm coming back My baby's sad, her teacup needs some glue Words won't clarify What I feel tonight Everything we've built has wilted, but it hasn't died Is there still a candle left to light? We're broken porcelain In a way, we've always been Puzzle pieces looking for the place that we fit in I believe in pictures in the end What can I do? (This is a place where I don't feel alone...) (This is a place that I call my home...)
3.
Mall Life 06:36
When I'm sad I like to go to the mall (I got my paycheck, I got my broken heart) They got a lot of nice things at the mall (They got a food court, they got a movie theater) People are strange but we all look the same at the mall Life is like a escalator down at the mall (Stay to the right if you don't want to crawl) It's easy to lose your self at the mall (You want a gift receipt, you want some wrapping paper) God is for sale and he checks his e-mail at the mall Mall life Gotta give it away, gotta lose the little bit you're given Mall life Gonna take my heart, gonna put it in a box like a birthday present I'll give it to her so that she can be sure that I love her at all Mall life This is all we have, the only real way to connect the pieces Mall life Cash or credit, if it gets declined you know I have my reasons It all makes me sigh as I'm wasting my life at the mall I saw you talking to that boy at the mall (He's got his hand in your ass jean pocket) I hear he landed on his head when he fell (It's along way down from the Cinabon) Don't ever let me see you two together at all The only lover I can turn to is the mall (The soft touch of a five finger discount) The only place that I can write is the mall (The sweet sound of that muzak in my ear) If you are gone then just leave me alone at the mall Let me die in my mall... Let me die in my mall... Once upon a time In the J.C. Penny line There was a boy, there was a girl And without a single fucking word, He promised her the world She knew then that he would If only he could reach out to her now So tell me if the rumor's true That our merger's fallen through Just let me take my banner's down Let my lucky pennies drown Let me die here in my mall... Let me die here in my mall...
4.
Traces of the light hit your eyes making tiny prisms into your mind Pulling all apart each color red and green, I'm blue and next to thee Even though it's summer I don't have the heart to take these Christmas lights down If only 'cause they take my heart and park it in a lot of things that take away the sound of echoed tears from ringing ears of mine How could you go and say something so Beautiful and make me miss you more I need you to know If ever you don't Long for me, I'll long for you alone You are my control The part of the experiment I know that won't let go Oh they break my heart The parts without you never pick me up from out this low Simon Says to lay your hands upon my heart and start production on this mess Underneath the stars and under your construction I am smitten, oh I must confess That dress is blessed to be around you
5.
(I) You are my kill switch When I am broken, when I fall down My bruises don't bleed when you're around I can see the stars Whenever we're naked, lying in bed Whenever my ear is to your chest I can hear the sound of your heart And its beat beat beat is a pretty good start My car's got gasoline Our consciences are clean Now's the perfect time, While there's still movement to my eyes This is all I ever wanted From the very start... I can see the stars when we fuck When we're undercover, spies in the cold When we kiss, when we're dancing this aimlessly In our mistakes, in the way we screw up everything I can see the stars I can see the stars in your body In the army of your character In the helpless way I'm tied to your momentum I can see, I can see the stars when I'm with you And for now, there's nothing else I'd rather do (II) Imagine that we're actors Playing out a scene Pretend that I'm beside you And you'll soon see what I mean Leather, leather It really suits you better Our relationship is bondage Don't I make a perfect hostage? You little murder in my heart You dirty, little murder in my heart...
6.
There's room enough for both of us Where do you want to go? My mom won't worry if I'm gone So where do you want to go? It's a little bit funny when you realize how much love that you can make without it meaning anything It's a little bit funny but I can't make a smile out of of all this Siren sing to me tonight... Siren sign to me tonight...
7.
The way that I remember your hair is blowing out the window of our love Moments like raindrops on the windowsill of the house where both our parents still whisper secret poems to each other in the dark Escape seems near impossible now We're in it this minute, the clocks are locked to the sound Oh I don't pretend to know where all the memories go after we're wormfood buried beneath our names Kiss me indescribable ways And I'll help you carry up your groceries To the place where we live as the neighbors all wave like children sitting near a parade Next month's rent is on the table top under the weight of dreams we never got to because our lives collided, leaving nothing in the wake Escape seems near impossible now But pour us both drinks, we'll toast to the most that we can hope for Oh I don't pretend to know where all our happiness goes after the government sells all our organs to the scientists I won't let them study your bones If I go first, I'm gonna keep your parts together A-ha, a-ha This will all be funny when we're married A-ha, a-ha ha A lady should know she's not to ask But a ship can't sail with a broken mast This will all be funny on our wedding day I never once thought it'd end like this But a beggar can't turn from a string-less kiss This will all be funny on our wedding day The way that I remember your hair is blowing out the window of our love...
8.
(I.) A little ditty 'bout me and Selina You never know what you got 'til it leaves ya Eighteen months with a girl with brown hair There's nothing that I wouldn't have given to get back there Until I had epiphanies, I had symphonies of thoughts that flowed through me All about the past and what's left of it Everything in this life that I had given a shit about Returned like herpes Like a death flash, everthing's in front of me And it's suddenly clear what I am doing here I can see with my own eyes, I don't need to see hers New York City in the spring months I'm gonna miss you, my love, you've been a lot of fun So I'll just take a bow and go lightly Here I fucking come, hometown, I hope you still like me (II.) I guess I don't know what it means to be happy Twenty-three years old, I think it can be hard when your dreams are larger than your wallet is But I'm anti-revisionist, non-apologist I only did what any stupid kid would Had to get away, had to wander out in the woods Now I'm crawling back home like Odysseus Hoping that Penelope still takes me serious What's the point of working two jobs everyday If all the money goes to Sallie Mae anyway? Who are THEY to SAY what I owe them I only owe 'em the back of my shoulder Somebody's money didn't graduate, I did I made it 'cause of my faults, not in spite of them I'm not a bookseller, I'm not a secretary I'm not a number, motherfucker, I am extraordinary
9.
Gravity 02:45
It seems to me That gravity Naturally Is just a force of love Everything attracts each other With an ever-constant tug A pull to be together To never be alone A simple need To find something And claim it as your own And I feel I’m always falling When I look into your eyes Like a satellite in orbit Plunging deep through starry skies Without you the circle breaks And so you see, the stakes are high So I’ll do my best to keep you For to lose you Is to die And I… Clearly see What gravity Can do to me It brings me to my knees I say yes and giggle no But you know I’m thinking please Oh the moon is full I swoon, it pulls Gently on the tide And I’m drowned Inside the sound Of the tears of joy you cried Like a waterfall in motion Your devotion sweeps me in Lost in reverie, an apple tree Surrendering to sin Without you it’s only night So I’ll have to fight to win I will do my best to keep you So my life can now Begin
10.
Mer 05:52
Fionan: It was too late to save you from the waves A splash in the shape of your heart Off of the bow Your fingers are blue, love... but your eyes are still green Closer to death than I've ever them seen You're a stranger now Where did you go? Moira: I'm the water inside of your lungs I'm the bullet that's still in your gun I am the death of your heart I'm the vision that will never fade I'm the treasure that you gave away I am the death of your heart I'm the reason the tide never rests I'm the color that suits you the best I am the death of your heart I'm the shiver that sings you sleep I'm the soul that you're praying to keep I am the death of your heart... Fionan: Is there some chance my love is still alive? Many a year has gone by since she died I've oceans created from tears that I've cried It's the same voice I hear each & every night Its tone and its timbre I cannot deny She a ghost to me now Where did she go? Moira: I'm the winter that kills all the green I'm the spectre of the death that you've seen I am the death of your heart I'm the body beneath your debris I'm the coral that's under your sea I am the death of your heart I'm the woman you tried to erase I'm the prize that you're damned e'er to chase I am the death of your heart I'm the mermaid that sings in your dreams I'm the needle when it's time to bleed I am the death of your heart
11.
In a little blue room in the big gray city There's a teenage girl with a satellite radio Playing all of the songs that her boyfriend sent her from the war In a fast taxi cab, there's some big decisions There's a business man running late for his meeting In his hands a cell phone chirps out the melody stuck in his brain I'm listening to your mix-tape I'm falling so in love with your dyed blue hair and your vinyl selection I'll take you on the train with me So I'm not alone you'll have room in my heart and my record collection In the park there's cat and a bird debating Whether kings and fools dine at the same table As the high school boy walks straight into Genevieve neither is aware In a big white church they get married, they're happy But the songs they play at the wedding are forgeries For very tear that you shed on the dance floor angels get their wings
12.
When the days get long, the rain turns blue It only happens in August, when I think of you On the magazine covers on the TV screens I wonder whatever happened to the girl of my dreams You had to put yourself out Look what it's done for you now You had to reach for the stars Not that it's helped you so far In the black of the city there's a red machine And it beats in my chest like a symphony The way you cut it up, left it on the side of the road Makes me lacking in pity for troubles you own Some day soon you will finally see What a plasticine product your face makes you be You had it and lost it, what a tragedy Don't think about singing your sad songs to me Ex, ex-lingerie model... Ex, ex-lingerie model...
13.
Buffet tables Marching two by two In front of you All her favorite foods Ashes in the ocean Resting with the tide I can't see my reflection A trash can bobbles by Well I know that when I go I don't want to be so Casually forgotten Brown-eyed animosity A girl I used to know I told a joke, she slit my throat We're not speaking anymore But I keep checking all my messages I keep waiting by the phone She doesn't seem to need to, though She's content to be alone Well I know that when I go I don't want to be so Casually forgotten With every urn I learn that things aren't perfect We just work at it One lost loved one at a time Well I know that when I go I don't want to be so Thrown away, discarded Regretfully departed Casually forgotten

about

This album was written and recorded between the Fall of 2008 and Spring of 2009. It was the first batch of songs to be started after graduating from school. In between start and finish I went on dates with an Amelia, was in a relationship with a Lindsay, and recorded songs with a Chelsea. I think some of the songs on this album were made a little too quickly, but it's very scattered and diverse in a good way. I like the collaborations, working with Chelsea and Jeff and having Jeffre design the album cover. It has ups and downs, but it has a bunch of songs I'm real proud of.

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released March 24, 2009

Brett: drum programming, vocals, guitars, synths, samples
Chelsea: vocals
J.D.: loops
Jeffre: artwork

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