Sparse

by Vincent Tuckwood

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $10 USD  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    A signed copy of Sparse, includes immediate download of the record.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Sparse via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days

      $15 USD or more 

     

  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 4 Vincent Tuckwood releases available on Bandcamp and save 15%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Turquoise Cyan Sapphire, Writer's Flow - Music For Writing, Grope, and Sparse. , and , .

    Purchasable with gift card

      $34 USD or more (15% OFF)

     

1.
Be Still 04:48
BE STILL - VINCENT TUCKWOOD If you would stop talking You might hear one hand clapping As a tree falls a lonely fall With no audience or curtain call But you just keep talking Just to fill the space You find yourself in If you would stop moving You might feel what you are feeling If you stop to listen You might hear what I am saying But you just keep moving Trying to escape the doubt You find yourself in But be still Just breathe Just be There's nothing to fear There's nothing to fear Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
2.
Side-by-Side 02:32
SIDE-BY-SIDE - VINCENT TUCKWOOD There's a place between the fire and the sky Where you and I can stand side by side Head to head and toe to toe Tomorrow just ain't no place to go When you're living for today There's a thing between your ears and your eyes If you use it then you soon realize These things that you've been worrying for Won't come knocking on your door Because they're nothing at all You look to me like you're running to keep up You look to me like you're dying to step off Because there's a thing you do whenever your smile And you don't realize half the time It hits your lips but misses your eyes Why's that such a surprise You look at me like I crawled out from some rock You look at me like I'm falling off a log Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
3.
Blaze 05:20
BLAZE - VINCENT TUCKWOOD This was on a plate for you All of this and my heart too Now I blaze up to the brim And I'm too tired of asking I've had all that I can take Of cleaning up after your mistakes I've taken the shit off your plate For you to throw it back in my face I'm embracing this feeling My sense and my meaning has changed I'm setting the memories ablaze I'm bloodied and reeling But finally I am awake I'm setting the memories ablaze Just look me in the eye As I cut you down to size Just read it in my smile Just look me in the eye Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
4.
UNtitled 03:43
UNTITLED - VINCENT TUCKWOOD It's a silver screen, this head upon my shoulders Putting things in order, and counting out the frames Of a movie in slo-mo, a cartoon chase a train wreck Tie me to the rail-tracks, I'm sticking out my neck Certain people hook me, drag me down while Other people, pierce my mind But that argument's so old, that it's become a classic Black-and-white and cracking, Chaplin, Keaton, old Let's not do this, there's no win for you or I There's just breakdowns, and sleepless nights We've seen this film before We wrote the screenplay We know what's in store Final scenes will play out The way they were supposed to be Directed by me Camera tracks away, pans into a sunset Audience to exits, credits fade to black We've seen this film before We wrote the screenplay We know what's in store Final scenes will play out The way they were supposed to be Directed by me Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
5.
2 Pieces 04:52
2 PIECES - VINCENT TUCKWOOD 2 Pieces drift through time and space Float slowly in isolated planes Blown by winds from some forgotten star An accidental chance These pieces they collide These two become one This one becomes some Now they can drift together 2 Pieces on empty city streets Walk slowly blind to all we see Drawn by things that matter to us both By some accidental chance Our paths may bring us close We two become one Our one becomes some Now we can walk together Might we meet on some forgotten star Wishing we had took the chance To take the time to start To make two into one And one into some Right now Let's choose to walk together Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
6.
FOOTSORE AND WEARY - VINCENT TUCKWOOD I'm footsore and weary, from walking and thinking And smoking and thinking things through I don't know what to do about you When you get this way I'm footsore and weary, it's raining and windy And I've got the streets to myself How did we come to this? Every night it's something else I'm footsore and weary, yet seeing so clearly That we've got just too much to lose Why don't you ask me in? Bad feelings never solved themselves Let's take the good times, wrap up the bad times And throw them away in the bin I've always wanted you And some things never ever change I've been walking the back streets in the rain Hoping that you'll see past the blame I'm out here you're in there The row we had, feelings bare Don't you know I'm out here I'm footsore and weary In the rain Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
7.
THE LIGHTS ARE OUT - VINCENT TUCKWOOD The lights are out We're lying in bed You're so close beside me Asleep like the dead I wan't to wake you To tell you I know How you could cheat me How you could be so low When the room is so dark How come I see so clear? The lights are out We're lying in bed Your breath breaks the silence And the clock ticks again It's three in the morning Shouldn't feel hurt this deep Should just turn over And try to get some sleep When the room is so dark How come I see so clear? Why must I feel this way? Every night I'm wide awake It comes so clear In the dark of this room You're leaving lady You're leaving this home Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
8.
Looking Down 04:22
LOOKING DOWN - VINCENT TUCKWOOD She's looking down, she's looking far away Where the eagles soar on thermals And the clouds frame the day She looks out, she could just take a step And I'm willing to bet my arm That she'll do it Yes, she'll do it Far below, the city is full of ants and centipedes Rushing to fill the day With inconsequence and dismay She looks down, over this failing town And the frown on her face speaks words And she'll do it Yes, she'll do it She's looking at me through eyes I've never seen before When she looks at me with those eyes I'm an open door Will she fly? Will she soar? Or will she sink like a stone Crushed on the bathroom floor? Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
9.
You Say 05:06
YOU SAY - VINCENT TUCKWOOD You say "Hello my friend it's been a while Since we've spoken Lost the time I've drifted far away from home" You say "I've given up there's no winning Had too much All burned out My worn out shoes, my jealous eyes" You say... I'm not listening You say... "I'm not listening" You say "My centre's lost and I'm a mess My up's down Left is right My front is back, all inside out" You say "What difference comes from being me? I'm empty All used up A dried out husk, a worn out seed" You say... I'm not listening You say... "I'm not listening" You say "I'll just go and leave you now Stayed too long Burned my welcome Cut my ties all into rags" You say "You're distracted playing games Still climbing To a top Beyond the clouds that never comes" You say "Hearing takes you being here Not elsewhere In this moment Open doors and welcome arms" I say "I've been here all of the time Take a seat Take a step Here is my hand, I'm listening" Then you say... Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
10.
For Granted 05:01
FOR GRANTED - VINCENT TUCKWOOD Sun goes down in Phoenix It's starting to get cold Wish I knew just what comes next Faith cut to the bone I've got nothing left to choose And nothing left to prove I've got nothing left to say Just don't take me For granted On the phone with a good friend The distance steals out time A whispered oath, a stolen rhyme Gets me at the water's edge When everything's too real You eclipse the way I feel Though there's nothing I can do I've got nothing left to prove I've got nothing left to say Just please take me For granted Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
11.
DAEDALUS (FREE TO FLY) - VINCENT TUCKWOOD You need sunlight, you need to taste the day Just one clean breath now, but your clouds get in the way You broke your back now, carried too much weight Such expectations, could bend you out of shape Just take my hand now, let's face the day anew It's time to move now, and I'm reaching out to you But you are locked in yourself, your feet too heavy You don't notice your wings, just lift your eyes See, dream it all and believe you can fly Put your hand in mine, we're free to fly Free to fly So disillusioned, erosion, taint and scorn Almost broken, but you know that you've got more So why are you holding back, it's not your nature You grew your wings to be free, just lift your eyes See, dream it all and believe you can fly Put your hand in mine, we're free to fly Breathe, don't doubt yourself you can soar high-on-high Put your hand in mine, we're free to fly See, dream it all and believe you can fly Put your hand in mine, we're free to fly Free to fly Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
12.
Frost 03:31
FROST - VINCENT TUCKWOOD The frost of silence Grows brittle in our bones Wallpaper flakes and dust Collect on us like so much snow We've come to rely On survival instincts Do what we need to do to get by Like two birds who forgot they could fly You've grown so distant While I just turned away Easier to take one side Than to turn another page When did the heat go west And dress the sunset When did we break down Give it up And tell me you'll always burn Oh, I'll burn for you The night's on fire Magnesium wire Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood

credits

released February 6, 2013

Recorded at Dirt Floor Recording Studio (www.facebook.com/dirtfloorstudio), and Basement Studio (VinceT.net)
Mastered by Michael Burke at Specialized Mastering (SpecializedMastering.com), except 3), mastered at Basement Studio

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Vincent Tuckwood New London, Connecticut

Vincent Tuckwood is a story-teller working in fiction, song and verse.

His records are:
- Turquoise Cyan Sapphire
- Writers Flow
- Grope
- Sparse

His novels are:
- Escalation
- Family Rules
- Karaoke Criminals
- Do Sparrows Eat Butterflies?

Vince blogs regularly at Vincet.net.
... more

contact / help

Contact Vincent Tuckwood

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

Vincent Tuckwood recommends:

If you like Vincent Tuckwood, you may also like: