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Speculative Prelude
02:03
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There’s a place and time
In your world and mine,
Where our paths collide
And our lives intertwine.
By the beach of my dreams,
Playing under the moonbeams.
You are the sand and I’m the sea;
Gently, I pull you into me.
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2. |
Just a Little
03:00
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Boy, I think I’ve got a crush on you.
Something ’bout your music, maybe, something ’bout your groove.
Oh, boy, I’m not quite sure what you do
That’s got me got a crush on you.
So, you wanna go for coffee.
My study break is next week; cutie, are you free?
And so, you wanna get to know me?
Let’s catch up over coffee.
You’ve got a good job.
You’ve got a pretty face.
You’ve got a million friends
But can you make my heart race?
You’ve got your hot voice
Coupled with your Rhodes groove.
You’ve got your fancy hands
And boy, I’ve got a crush on you.
Oh, now why you tryna hold my hand.
Paying exy dinners like a fucking gentleman,
And oh, your cologne’s an aphrodisiac.
Now why you tryna hold my hand?
Hey, I see what moves you’re tryna pull –
Those sneaky little kisses, dropping ‘babe’ and ‘doll’.
But wait – I can’t afford to fall
For all these moves you’re tryna pull.
You’ve got your sweet talk.
You’ve got your tender touch.
You’ve got your checklist
But do you know how to love?
You’ve got your heart set
On hunting down ‘The One’ soon.
You’ve got me wondering
Why, boy, I’ve got a crush on you.
Boy, I think I’ve got a crush on you.
But honey, to be honest, I just wanna play it cool;
Enjoy my freedom and my own groove.
It’s just a little crush on you.
It’s just a little crush on you.
It’s just a little crush...
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3. |
Goodnight, Distant Lover
04:16
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How I wish
I could tell you all the right things to make you feel alright.
And I wish
I could be all the best things to bring you back to life.
Talk to me, boy.
Tell me what’s on your mind.
How am I supposed to know what to do about you
If you never let me inside?
Yeah.
Can the heart not open up, without first being cut?
And can you love so much, without running out of luck?
(Without getting fucked?)
Goodnight, distant lover, XO.
“Why distant?” you ask.
Well, we’re not exactly close.
’Cause we don’t tell each other shit
’Cause we don’t see the use
In a guilt-tripping hullabaloo.
And we don’t tell each other shit
’Cause it’s not worth it,
But if only we knew.
’Cause out of what you feel and what you say,
Which will affect how her heart sways?
And out of what you say and what you do,
Honey, which is telling the truth?
(Goodnight, distant lover, XO.
“Why distant?” you ask.
Well, we’re not exactly close.
Goodnight, distant lover, XO.
You keep my bed warm
And my heart in the cold.
Yeah.)
Little do you know that you’re now a part
Of the melodies in my heart.
Little do you know...
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4. |
Pen to Paper
01:20
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It’s been a while since I put pen to paper.
Scared I’ll never get it back if I push it any later.
Scared my heart’ll fall for a dream I’ll never live.
Scared I was shit to begin with.
It’s been a while since I lost it all,
But still the pain of that day sometimes haunts my soul.
Trapped in the ennui of fearing losing you again.
Convinced my heart was better dead.
Will it ever fade?
Will it ever fade?
Will it ever fade?
It’s been a while since innocent bliss.
Yeah, it’s been a while since I felt like this.
Could I bargain for another take or two of youth,
Or is that insult to the truth?
It’s been a while since I strode through that door.
The price of freedom was fear; of strength, heart-sores;
Of wisdom, insanity; of compassion, pain. But
/Why/ won’t it close up?
Why /won’t/ it close up?
Why won’t /it/ close up?
Why won’t it /close up/?
Why won’t it /close up/?
Why won’t it /close up/?
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5. |
Minute by Minute
03:40
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It’s dark.
We’re all alone,
Under the stars,
In a secret paradise.
I confess,
My heart rose
When I heard you caress
Those smooth black and whites.
Won’t you grab my hand?
Oh, oh no!
Honey, go on ahead,
And play me like a sweet piano.
Be it minute by minute,
Or week by week,
Baby, I’m not complete
Without you filling the spaces between me.
Don’t touch,
’Cause we’re hot as hell
And we’ve way too much
Mind-blowing chemistry.
Listen, love, listen,
As the two of us melt.
Be my new rhythm;
I’ll be your sweet melody.
And don’t you trust
What we felt
The night that we lost
Each other?
It’s dark.
We’re all alone,
In your car,
Foggin’ up the windows.
Be it minute by minute,
Or week by week,
Baby, baby,
Won’t you fill in the spaces between me?
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6. |
Maybe You Jest
01:07
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“Maybe it’s just in your head,” he said.
“Maybe it’s just in your head.”
“Maybe it’s just in your head,” he said.
“Maybe it’s just in your head.”
I know what I’m feeling is chemical/physical;
A malfunction deep in my brain.
How dare you suggest I just feigned it all?
The panic, the prison, the pain.
I’d give up the world just to be with you,
And I’d fight through the madness and cold.
I truly believe that we’ll make it to
A destiny fit for us both.
“But maybe it’s just in your head,” he said.
“Maybe it’s just in your head.”
“Maybe it’s just in your head,” he said.
“Maybe it’s just in your head.”
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7. |
Luxuria in Light Blue
03:41
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And again, I made the same mistakes again.
Yet again, I made the same mistakes again.
Yes, I’d better start to learn from the things through which I’ve been
Lest again, you suck me in.
“What else?” you ask me, tongue-poked and shifty.
Well, baby, well, what else is there?
You can say all you wanna say, but nothing has changed
And baby, well, do you even care?
You sought the deepest part of me,
But found only luxuria.
And oh, the irony
Of what I want of you to want from me: to want for you to want us.
(Unconditional, total and selfless...)
Is it dusk yet, or still dawn?
And why is acedia that wrong?
Oh baby am I a playwright or just a pawn?
And why must I take a knife for you and your porn?
Now how much of this carnage is my own sin
And of how much am I merely a victim?
I don't know, I don't know what I need,
All that I know is that I want it so badly.
I don’t know, I don’t know what I need,
All that I know is that I want you so badly
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8. |
Pieces of Pisces
02:32
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Pieces, the pieces, the pieces,
Pieces of Pisces.
Puzzles, the puzzles, the prisms
Possibili, possibilities
Pieces, the pieces, the pieces,
Pieces of Pisces.
The infinite plethora of
Possibili, possibilities.
We fall like crystal,
Through which shines our sentience,
Scattering a rainbow of possibilities;
The broken fragments of which
Converge in a final reality.
It was a wrong fit,
But one was malleable
So moulded to match its pair’s possibilities;
And in the absence of which
Discerned its deformed reality.
And the mix is almost perfect.
And the mix is almost perfect.
And the mix is almost perfect.
And the mix is almost good…
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9. |
Insomnia
03:09
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Hey, insomnia, can’t you leave me be?
I only had two coffees today, and now I need to get to sleep.
Midnight was five hours ago,
And now dawn’s knocking on my window,
Oh, hey, insomnia, won’t you give me some peace?
Hey, insomnia, can’t you leave my head?
You know I’ve got a long day tomorrow; hence, tonight, I hastened to my bed. Midnight was five hours ago,
And now dawn’s knocking on my window,
Oh, hey, insomnia, give me sweet dreams instead.
Insomnia, insomnia.
Can’t get away from ya, from ya.
(Goodnight, distant lover, oh)
(Maybe it’s just in my head, maybe it’s just in my head.)
(Just give me sweet dreams instead.)
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10. |
Dozin'/Sleeps
02:17
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He’s always dozin’,
She never sleeps.
He’s hot and spicy,
She’s bittersweet.
He’s chilled as ice,
Her passion burns.
He works with numbers,
She plays with words.
He feels with his head,
She thinks with her heart.
He’s design and commerce,
She’s science and art.
He ticked his boxes vainly,
She was tangled in her chase.
He was losing hope,
She’d burned out all her faith.
She’s a lass with class
And a little bit of sass,
With a past that she’s
Tryna leave behind.
And she’ll wink, and he’ll sink,
And forget he’s s’posed to blink,
Thinking how the fuck’s
He gonna cut the line?
He’d save the whole world,
She’d save every soul.
He’s grounded in answers,
Her questions will never slow.
So she ticked his boxes vainly,
And he got tangled in her chase.
She re-lit his hope,
He restored her faith.
He’s a guy with bedroom eyes
And that wry little smile,
With a nonchalance
That taunts and wants for more.
And he’ll play away
The mundane days,
Searching for his missing pieces
On the shore.
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11. |
Sand and Sea
01:42
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I wasn’t looking for love.
Well, I wasn’t really looking for much.
I thought that you were just
A silly little teenage crush.
You’d wear that old tee,
And I, your hoodie that’s a little too big for me.
I sussed you out like a mystery.
You were 24, and I was just 19.
I wasn’t ready for you –
Cue a segue by the light of the moon.
You’ve got skills to make a girl swoon,
And I’ve gotten addicted to your sweet tunes.
Fellow pilgrim soul,
Won’t you share my road?
Tread softly for under your toes,
I have spread my heart’s hopes.
I was a labyrinthine game so tangled
In my tousled clues. And you, a mangled
Pearl inside a chest, inside a vault,
Quite tightly sealed. And thus I shattered all
Your boxes, and in turn, you cut my strings.
We now lie here in pieces, wondering
Who scripted this: that midnight halo, bubble
Tea, your keys, my wings, this perfect puzzle,
Brought together undeniably
As in our fantasy of sand and sea.
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12. |
The Certainty
02:58
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If you could read my heart,
You’d find,
Etched in gold,
Your name.
And hear my mind,
For hark!
Your lovely voice,
Keeping me sane.
Oh baby,
How did I get here? What did I do?
To deserve somebody like you.
When did this wonderful dream come true?
Where did I find somebody like you?
This place,
With you,
Is somewhere I
Can barely comprehend:
It’s full of shooting stars and wishes,
The creamiest of kisses,
A billion beautiful blisses,
The certainty that this is
Just what true love is all about.
I was lost, in the dark, when I heard your song.
And it flew straight to my heart, and led me home.
I was lost, in the dark, when I heard your song.
It flew straight to my heart, and led me home to you.
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13. |
Despite the Rhythms
02:48
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Is my love the ocean,
But, babe, you won’t swim?
At ease, come with me,
And dive right in.
Is my heart the sky,
But, babe, you can’t fly?
Relax, take my hand,
And hold on tight.
You and your doubts, darling
Don’t you understand?
Oh, oh...
You and your doubts, darling!
Don’t you understand?
Oh, oh...
Is my heart a flame,
And, babe, you’re freezing?
Oh sweet, feel at ease,
And melt into my skin.
That
Despite the rhythms in my blood
And the dances that I dream;
Despite the ditties tripping off my tongue;
The melismata I breathe;
Despite the songs that hide inside my heart
And the keys beneath my hands;
I’d rather live in silence
Than live without you.
You and your doubts, darling,
Don’t you understand?
You’re the patch of sunlight in my overcast skies;
The breath of fresh air in my smoke.
You’re my lullaby when I can’t close my eyes;
The muse behind all that I wrote.
And don’t you understand?
Don’t you understand?
Through sun and through storm,
With you, I will stand.
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ML Ruubz Australia
ML Ruubz is a pop-fusion artist from Perth. A heartfelt songwriter, sweet singer, and classy keys player. Blurring genres and diving straight into the heart of great enduring songs, and backed by incredible musicians: Ryan Daunt, James Vinciullo, Cam Ellis, and Johann Rodricks; their feel is ambiguously groovy, romantic, and peppered with delicious solos, offering something different for everyone. ... more
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