Matter of Time
by Ben Lapidus

Lyrics:
I’m feeling something I’m afraid to say what
I’m scared of making it real 
She opened something in me I cannot shut but I’ll try, anything not to feel
I run a mile just to buy a fresh pack
I said I’d quit I guess not
I’m getting nauseous working up the nerve to tell ya where I’m at
God, it’s worse than I thought

It was only a matter of time 
It was only a matter of time 
It was only a matter of time
Till it all came out, it all came out

I feel it coming but I’m keep it all down
Until I finally crack
I float above my body watching as the words come tumbling out
Guess there’s no going back

It was only a matter of time 
It was only a matter of time 
It was only a matter of time
Till it all came out, it all came out

(Whoa) It was only a matter of time
(Whoa) It was only a matter of time
(Whoa) Just a matter of time till it all came out

I guess that went about as well as I feared
At least it’s off of my chest
I know that one day we’ll be stronger for whatever happened here
But Jesus Christ, what a mess

It was only a matter of time 
It was only a matter of time 
It was only a matter of time
Till it all came out, it all came out
It was only a matter of time 
It was only a matter of time 
It was only a matter of time
Till it all came out, it all came out

Matter of Time

Girl Like That_MASTERED

PETSMART

I Just Wanna Do Nothing

Cold Leg Out

Mobile Phone

Wendy's Drive Thru

Human Garbage

Bitch Mom_MASTERED

Ex-Cat (Used To Be Ours)

Less Happy More Free (Acoustic)_MASTERED

Salmon

I dreamt I was six years old
Tucked in to the family fold
Laundry in the living room
Image of the bride and groom
Framed and hanging from the mantel
Brother with a roman candle
Sister’s nose inside a book
Silent love, dirty look
Silver spoon, Paper plate
Golden child, Garter snake
Garden state, overpass
Melted street, itchy grass
Subject folders, knees and toes
Student body bloody nose
Bedroom wall, ocean blue
Free from any notion of who

He was who he was

Free from pretense, free from story
Free from dreams of fame and glory
Purity, chloroform
Slept right through the thunderstorm

I dreamt I was six years old
Tucked into the family fold
I dreamt I was six years old
Ripped out from the-


The accident, the lightening rod
The ambulance, the act of God
the open flame, the kitchen knife
The car exhaust, the afterlife,
The tunnel, the abandoned bridge
The light inside the fridge
The hinges broken off the bedroom door
The tantrum in the grocery store
The carcass in the swimming pool
The funeral, the family jewel
The therapist, the realtor’s son
The settlement, the college fund
The bigger house, the nicer school
The greener grass, the golden rule
The scarlet birthmark red wine stain the carpet
Past life on the market
Zero down, four door sedan
Two car garage, three floor plan
Bedroom walls freshly painted
Kitchen newly renovated
Vigil in the living room
The future widow, the former groom
Framed and hanging from the mantel
Brother lights a yahrzeit candle
Sister flips through memory books
Mother sits, the neighbor cooks

He was who he was

Afterlife

Lyrics:

The sky is falling, dear
The worst is drawing near
Forever’s thin veneer’s
in the memory chest like a souvenir

The writing’s on the wall
Hear the unheeded call
Be grateful to be small
To have borne a feeling to feel at all

Any day now, I know it
Everything might change
All the plans that we had just
Up in smoke in flames

God bless this messed up world
Bless every boys and girl
God bless their parent’s love
that they don’t deserve, are unworthy of

God bless the emptiness
The rage of impotence
The void, the helplessness,
And the ones who love you in spite of it

Any day now, I know it
Everything might change
All the plans that we had just
Up in smoke in flames
With the memory of the ones who knew our names

Any day now, I know it
Everything might change
All the plans that we had just
Up in smoke in flames
With the memory of the ones who knew our names

Everything Might Change

Taking a walk
Drawing a bath
Borrowing time with no intent to give it back
Falling for her
Soaking it in
Trying to receive the good things life's willing to give

Don't believe the sirens singing from the shore
Telling you you're sinking to the ocean floor
Don't believe them
Don't believe them

Paying my rent
Planting the seeds
Building a bridge to pass on what was passed down to me
Strumming a tune
She's singing along
I'm seeing the pieces all fall and settle where they belong

Don't believe the sirens singing from the shore
Telling you you're sinking to the ocean floor
Happiness is always a revolving door
Don't believe them
Don't believe them

Taking a walk
Over the bridge
Breathing you out
Taking it in
Watching the patterns in the East River shimmer like a memory
Alphabet city lights spelling out everything
And seeing what matters what really matters now to me

Don't believe the sirens singing from the shore
Telling you you're sinking to the ocean floor
Happiness is always a revolving door
Don't believe them
Don't believe them
Don't believe them

Seeds (ft. Kelly Krauter)

“Hope You Know”
Written, Performed, Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Ben Lapidus

Lyrics:
I hope you know
That loving you’s like learning to let go
A separate coast
A brand new me who can’t not see your ghost
I read your note
The words got caught like fishhooks in my throat
Watching you go
It feels like watching someone killing themself slow

In the grey October sea the waves break over me
And deep down I already know
That I can’t control a thing, a calm comes over me
A deep breath, hold it, let it go (Oh)

I hope you see
If only once, how good this life can be
The swallowed key
It’s true that only you can set you free
Before you leave
It’s only ‘cause we love you that we grieve
If you get clean
Or if you live in darkness, you are seen

In the grey October sea the waves break over me
And deep down I already know
That I can’t control a thing, a calm comes over me
A deep breath, hold it, let it go (Oh)

I hope you know
That loving you’s like learning to let go
A separate coast
A brand new me who can’t not see your ghost
I read your note
The words got caught like fishhooks in my throat
Watching you go
It feels like watching someone killing themself slow
I hope you know

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Hope You Know

Ben Lapidus is a songwriter and sound designer from Brooklyn, NY.

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