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Basement Songs (2019​-​2021)

by James Dean Cotton

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1.
My Best Face 03:28
News has been collecting like dust upon the sill Coalescing like a morning dew Sending out a message with the weight of all the world And handing off the worst of it to you A sea of endless faces on the outside looking in Hiding from the sleep in a warm bed Like staring at the pictures in someone else’s book And living out the dream inside their head Well, I will admit I’ve been holding it in For better or for worse we can debate No matter what the world may lay upon my door I’m putting on My Best Face The morning sun is rising and I can see the light Coming in the bedroom blue and gold Thinking of the hours in the days that lie ahead And only touching things that I can hold Well, I will admit I’ve been holding it in For better or for worse we can debate No matter what the world may lay upon my door I’m putting on My Best Face Well, I will admit I’ve been holding it in For better or for worse we can debate No matter what the world may lay upon my door I’m putting on My Best Face I’m putting on My Best Face I’m putting on My Best Face
2.
Lately, I’m feeling bulletproof While seven kinds of hell rain on my roof The color of wavelengths that I can’t see And they’re bouncing off the walls inside of me Now, I got a fever I can’t feel I can’t even tell what’s wrong or what is real Been living a dream that’s running dry Am I giving up on me or just the fight? I tried hiding underground But the dust and bones could only bring me down But that’s all over now, I’ve had all I can allow I’ve been looking at the world in a new way That’s all over now, I’ve taken all I can allow Nothing left to prove here anyway All over now, all over now I know I’ve been bleeding, but it’s alright All good cuts will heal in all good time And where it’s been leading, I’ll never see But it’s bouncing all around inside of me I tried hiding under ground But the dust and bones could only bring me down That’s all over now, I’ve taken all I can allow Nothing left to prove here any way All over now, all over now And my hands are resonating, electricity and blood And my heart is emanating every easy kind of love I hear the breathing of a man who’s twice my age Safe within the walls of my Faraday Cage
3.
Saturated 04:18
So many eyes, so alone So many channels, yet I can’t find nothing on Every time I turn around, I’m into something new So many screens, but I’m missing So many streams when we should be kissing Every time I turn around, you’re into something new Maybe I’m like you Now, I could call you but I’d understate it I'm trying to form the words I used to shout Holding hands is so underrated, and I’m not sure I know what that’s about I’m saturated, baby I swear I’m coming out But I’m saturated, baby, saturated now I’m still alive and the clock is ticking I’m still focused on that dream we’re kicking But every time I turn around, we’re into something new That’s just what we do Now, I could call you but I’d understate it and I’m Trying to form the words I used to shout Holding hands is so underrated, and I’m not sure I know what that’s about I’m saturated, baby I swear I’m coming out But I’m saturated, baby, saturated Now, I could call you but I’d understate it and I’m Trying to form the words I used to shout Holding hands is so underrated, and I’m not sure I know what that’s about I’m saturated, baby I swear I’m coming out But I’m saturated, baby, Saturated
4.
When the sun comes up, gonna give it a whirl Gonna run outside, gonna kiss my girl Gonna do all the things that I’ve been dreaming of, Ooh, baby, tell me when the sun comes up Hey, hey, hey, yeah! I been waiting inside for what seems a thousand years Waiting for the tide to wash away All the worry and the sickness blowing in the wind When sheltering ain’t sheltering in place When the sun comes up, gonna give it a whirl Gonna run outside, gonna kiss my girl Gonna do all the things that I’ve been dreaming of Ooh, baby, tell me when the sun comes up Hey, hey, hey, yeah! Staying inside ain’t so bad, I’m luckier than most I got all my stuff here anyway But holing up inside a box, the art of living inside locks This ain’t the way that we were meant to stay! When the sun comes up, gonna give it a whirl Gonna run outside, gonna kiss my girl Gonna do all the things that I’ve been dreaming of Ooh, baby... When the sun comes up, gonna say it again Gonna run outside, gonna see my friends Gonna do all the things that I’ve been dreaming of, ooh Ooh, baby... When the sun comes up! Hey, hey, hey, yeah! Hey, hey, hey, yeah! Hey, hey, hey, yeah!!
5.
Baby needs healing Baby needs care Baby needs pure adrenaline Baby needs sunlight Coming in clear Baby needs good, good medicine Good medicine Baby needs sunshine Baby needs rain Sending in love from the heavens Baby needs science For killing the pain Baby needs good, good medicine Ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh Hard times...nothing's changing and so many in need Hard times...hope is hanging by a thread Hard times...paper hearts are pretty but they don’t bleed Hard times...when they come for you instead We’ve taken our chances Taken our shot Open the gates and let us in For the things that we’re given, and the Things we ain’t got Holding out hope, for Good Medicine Good medicine Good, good medicine Ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh
6.
Yellow dust rises, painting the sky Rivers reforming of pure alkali Fall is come early, it’s never been so dry Smell of combustion beside my coat Skeletons scratching the back of my throat Feel the wind rising, returning everything owed All of the scientists saying for years “You don’t pay attention, you'll lose all your privileges here” Now, look at us all of us on the same train Arguing politics when we should be down on our knees Praying for Rain I had a brother, he was like me Growing up innocent, we couldn’t see We took for granted, everything we took for free All of the prophets been saying for years "You don’t pay attention, you’ll lose all your privileges here" Now, look at us all of us on the same train Arguing politics when we should be down on our knees Praying for Rain Shopping the miracle molecule mall It’s so conditional, we’re here at all Holding my breath, for how long I can’t recall Now, look at us all of us out on the plain Again with the politics when we should be down on our knees Where nobody sees Praying for rain Praying for rain Praying For Rain
7.
It was a happy place, I ran my car races High on the low garden wall It was the sunshine, warm in a carefree time High on the low garden wall Dit dit da dit da da na Dit dit da dit da da na na Dit dit da dit da da na Dit dit da dit da da na na It was a happy place, we wore our summer face Down by the Jersey shore Boats in the distance, fading resistance Liberated by the war All the little row houses backed up to factories Doors were open wide calling the kids inside Home again And when they went to war, they knew what they were fighting for Home again... All the little row houses backed up to factories Dit dit da dit da da na Dit dit da dit da da na na High on the low garden wall Dit dit da dit da da na Dit dit da dit da da na na High On The Low Garden Wall Dit dit da dit da da na Dit dit da dit da da na na High On The Low Garden Wall
8.
That's War 04:21
Take these hands, that’s war Take these lands, that’s war Make these demands, that’s war Kill a man, that’s war Take these feet, that’s war Not enough to eat, that’s war Turn rain to heat, that’s war Living in defeat, that’s war Times could not be stranger When we’re living like lone rangers We're all in danger And That’s War Take my eyes, that’s war Take this disguise, that’s war Smoke fills the skies, that’s war A child dies, that’s war Times could not be stranger When we’re living like lone rangers We're all in danger And, That’s War Oh-oo-oh-oo oh-ee-oh oh-oo-oh-oh Step on that stage, that’s war! Heart filled with rage, that’s war! How many paid?, that’s war! The killing age, that’s war! Times could not be stranger When we’re living like lone rangers Time is passing faster than before, been Looking for the opening and endlessly refocusing No more... Take my voice, that’s war Feed me noise, that’s war Take my choice, that’s war Hmm, girls & boys, that’s war That's War
9.
There is a light, bright and warm Shining on the day that you were born To every light, to every light There is a bridge To every road, we walk upon Even though the sunshine may be gone To every road, to every road There is a bridge There is a bridge, I know that's true That every road leads to, and Time will come, we will cross There is a bridge To every child, all alone Lost and far away from all they’ve known To every child, every little one There is a bridge And when the load’s too much to bear You can’t find no consolation anywhere Dry your tears, dry your tears There is a bridge There is a bridge, I know that's true That every road leads to, and Time will come, we will cross There is a bridge There is a bridge, I know that's true And it leads from me to you And time will come, we will cross There is a bridge And time will come, we will cross There Is A Bridge

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"Basement Songs (2019-2021)" was recorded in my basement studio during the COVID-19 pandemic. Lots of time to worry about everything.

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released March 11, 2022

All songs written by James Dean Cotton
Support and feedback from Carmen Zullo is warmly acknowledged
Cover Art: Natalie Sierra

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James Dean Cotton Seattle, Washington

James Dean Cotton hails from the Missouri Ozarks where bluegrass and Americana infused an easy, 70's acoustic style. He writes and performs solo and with the acoustic duo, American Sons, in the Seattle area.

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