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Nothing Ever Happens To Me

by Deep Rivers

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1.
Hey there Come on over here You’re new here but I can tell You call it like you see it You look like you can hold your ground And boy I hope you stick around What a pretty mess we’ve made We could leave it for another day And hate ourselves forever... We need a straight shooter To get us out of here We need a straight shooter To get us out of here We need a straight shooter To get us out We need a straight shooter To get us out of here
2.
What didn’t you understand? When was I unclear? I regret being true with my point of view Nothing can stop you now, you’ve trampled the way clear All the nice guys finish last beaten by the crude and the crass No more Mr. Nice Guy Be warned this time there’ll be No more Mr. Nice Guy In my self indulging fantasies, my private little daydreams I would love to lose my cool, scare some sense into you In no Christian man of faith could you see such mediocrity But I’ve no cheeks left to turn, and this fire in my gut so burns No more Mr. Nice Guy Be warned this time there’ll be No more Mr. Nice Guy No one can stand it seems to be witness to the scene It’s not pretty being mad, being honest, being sad You’ll miss me when I’m gone you’ll see, I wasn’t the enemy Out of sight, out of mind, out of luck and out of time Take me out back No more Mr. Nice Guy It’s too late for your guilt trip panic attacks No more Mr. Nice Guy
3.
No rest tonight so best stay out of my way On and on ‘till nothing else remains Dig deep, dig wide, the dead must have their domain On and on there’s no one here to save Don’t come bothering me, I’m digging graves for anyone to see Whose dear secrets will be Buried here? No end in sight, feel the blood rush through my veins On and on, there’s nothing here to gain Take heart, take pride in this brave new economy On and on, the dead will come to sleep Don’t come bothering me, I’m digging graves for anyone to see How many secrets will be Buried here? Don’t come bothering me, I’m digging graves for anyone to see Don't you know there will be Someone digging graves when it's your turn to sleep? All your secrets will be Buried here?
4.
Goodbye 04:30
Look at the time, it’s gotten late and I’m tired There’s nothing more I want to say Give me a minute to pack up a bag and I’ll leave with the light of day It seems years have gone by since I feel like I’ve tried I promised you things I regret You weren’t like anyone that I’d met You never were one to pretend You don’t want to know what’s going on in my mind No tears can flow even though this is our last goodbye (You were wonderful We were wonderful Things were wonderful I was wonderful once) You don’t want to know what’s going on in my mind No tears can flow even though this is our last goodbye Don’t ask me how or why Don’t need me I could die (You were wonderful We were wonderful Things were wonderful I was wonderful once) You don’t want to know what’s going on in my mind No tears can flow even though this is our last goodbye
5.
When the money’s gone, I’ll be fine With whatever little crumbs are left to find You can worry, you can lose your mind to doubts Or leave them all behind When the money’s gone, I don’t think The bank and I will see things eye to eye As forgiving as a heart attack And as generously kind It made no sense to ever try and build an empire The more you get the more you've got to lose in time Happy be the simple man With no one to continue his line I hope the money’s gone when I die Been taking my sweet time to build this credit line With no riches to start a fight Please bury me in the cheapest box you can find
6.
Pitter-patter on the windows The rising humidity Daydreaming of the gallows Nothing ever happens to me A clock tick-tocking in the kitchen We’re losing light steadily These soaking dishes need some washing Nothing ever happens to me A flood, a fight, A flight of fancy, A fairy tale come true, Your eyes in mine, The touch of your thighs Anything would do The sound of footsteps in the alley Full of purpose undeniably A café terrace full of laughter Nothing ever happens to me A flood, a fight, A flight of fancy, A fairy tale come true, Your eyes in mine, The touch of your thighs Anything would do
7.
Busy Bee 03:55
Sippin’ on a beer Don’t want to be anywhere but here, inside our home You’ve gone and disappeared Busy bee you’ll keep me on my toes for years You were born to roam Leave me be With my busy bee Leave me be Leave my busy bee to me Your memories on the wall Those tattered boots of yours just sitting, and fading in the hall You love those boots... Leave me be With my busy bee Leave me be With my busy bee Leave me be Leave my busy bee to me I know you’ll reappear Busy bee your stare it brings a weakness to my knees This is home
8.
Keeping Up 03:54
I'm having trouble keeping up with you I'm having trouble keeping up with you I'm having trouble keeping up with you I'm having trouble keeping up with you I'm having trouble keeping up with you I'm having trouble keeping up with you I'm having trouble keeping up with you I'm having trouble keeping up with you I'm having trouble keeping up with you
9.
A quiet time, a quiet place to recollect in peace Reflect on what remains of life But what fades will keep me up all night So I’ll drink a bottle of rye and stare up at the sky Every good idea not tried left me with a sigh So I’ll drink a bottle of rye and sit here wondering why Every chance that slipped on by fled back to the sky So this is how it feels to finally open up my eyes Been starting over every few years or so, I never thought I’d get to be so tired... So I’ll drink a bottle of rye completely unsurprised that Everyone that’s passed me by was reaching for the sky So I’ll drink a bottle of rye and watch from the sidelines As every dream I had that died leaves me for the sky From this cliff-face ever so high, I can see around for miles With a heart chock full of lies, I stare up at the sky So I’ll drink this bottle of rye and step into the night What goes up comes down in time, but my troubles I leave to the sky
10.
Tell me father, what’s the plan Maybe someday, I’ll understand Don’t you dare, son, reinvent the wheel It may be broken, but that’s the deal Tell me mother, how to heal Rewind the tape and edit the reel Maybe someday, you’ll be a man Until that day comes, do what you can In your temple of pagan prayers Filled with guilt and a cross to bear You find that wisdom is smoke and mirrors You feel the weight of the wasted years Maybe Someday... Maybe Someday...

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released November 13, 2020

Words and music : André Pelletier
Produced by Blaise Borboën-Léonard and Deep Rivers

Deep Rivers :
André Pelletier - vocals, electric and acoustic guitars
Blaise Borboën-Léonard - violins, violas and synthesizers
Stéphan Lemieux - drums and percussions
Cédric Martel - bass, back vocals

Guest artist - Mathieu Désy - double bass on Maybe Someday

Recorded by Blaise Borboën-Léonard at Studio le Nid and Studio Makina
Additional recording by André Pelletier

Mixed by Stéphane Leclerc at Studio Makina
Mastering by Paul Gold at Salt Mastering

Artwork by Nicolas-Dufour-Laperrière and Pauline Savey

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Deep Rivers Montreal, Québec

Deep Rivers offers a combination of the intimacy of folk with the energy and the sonic palette of indie-rock. The group's love for catchy melodies, melancholic lyrics and elaborate and subtle arrangements is reflected in their repertoire, sometimes sweet and comforting, sometimes unbridled. The band's first EP, Part One, was released on February 3, 2017. New Album out soon! ... more

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