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The Ladder
05:19
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I had this dream
Where I was building a ladder
And climbing as I nailed on each new rung
No idea
Where I was climbing to
Tools in my hands, a song on my tongue
As I ascended
The wooden stairs I assembled
The planks along the ground started catching fire
As they began to burn
I had to keep on moving upward
Find the strength to build that ladder ever higher
I had shortness of breath as I climbed
Nearly froze to death as I climbed
Never stopped to rest as I climbed
When I had nothing left, still I climbed
Relentless
Futility and fury
I’d add a rung for every one the flames devoured
Smoke in my lungs
Choking tears back as I wondered
If I’d ever touch the ground again or leave this tower
I had shortness of breath as I climbed
Nearly froze to death as I climbed
Never stopped to rest as I climbed
When I had nothing left, still I climbed
Now we take
The steps from lobby to exam room
Their using words that sound like good news, I’m relieved
But when I close my eyes
Still see that dancing light so violent
And feel the flames exhaling at my feet
I had shortness of breath as I climbed
Nearly froze to death as I climbed
But I’d do it all again, build that ladder ever higher
To keep this one I love out of the fire
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Brain Surgery
05:27
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Run through Times Square, the billboards flashing endlessly
To catch a show, tonight’s an anniversary
The man on stage, the legend that we came to see
Begins to sing about, neural pathways and connectivity
And he’s holding a brain in his hands
And he’s holding a brain
On our bedroom floor, you’re crawling on your hands and knees
Can’t find the door, the room is spinning endlessly
We hold your hands, pain in your head’s excruciating
They’re tracking ghosts, on the ER waiting room TV
They take you back, they prep the imaging machine
With Ninja Turtles on, they tell me that you’re panicking
And they’re seeing your brain on the screen
And they’re seeing your brain
You’re in and out, have moments of lucidity
You’re making jokes that you won’t remember telling me
It’s 5 am, just laying down to get some sleep
On the pull out bed, underneath the single hospital sheet
You look so brave as they prep you for your surgery
You look so weak, I squeeze your hands and wish it were me
I’m home alone, I finally have a chance to think
Put on new clothes, sit on our bed and start to weep
They’re holding your brain in their hands
They’re holding your brain
I wake in bed, for a moment, I think you’re next to me
Emerge from dreams, to the nightmare that I’m living
You’re on the couch, can’t eat, you try and watch TV
I’m on the phone, can’t process what they’re telling me
You’re holding her brain in your hands
You’re holding her brain in your hands
You’re holding her brain
We sit and wait, your meds give you manic energy
They’ve reviewed our case, they say the doctors all agree
They’re holding your brain in their hands
We’re at the show, the crowd is cheering endlessly
Your eyes meet mine and, I know it’s where we’re meant to be
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Magnet Meditations
06:39
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Oh...let the mountains collapse on us
Oh...let the sun implode on us
Oh...let the floods rise around us
No...don’t you worry
Oh...let the dogs of hell come after us
Oh...let the jaws of time devour us
Oh...let the rivers turn to blood around us
No...don’t you worry
Oh...if your eyes leave you blind
Oh...I’ll sing songs to you of sunrise
No...don’t you worry
if the stage lights leave you blind
And you can’t remember a single line
If the trapdoor opens and swallows you whole
If the ground beneath gives way to freefall
If you must take your final bow
I’ll stand for you at your curtain call
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New Leaves
03:34
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I'm turning over
All the new leaves
Like a game of memory match
Where I’m marking the cards and no one’s
catching on
And I can see them
All in a line
Everyone they think that I am
Like suits in a closet waiting to be put on
Oh...how does it feel
To know that you might be getting burned?
It's not real you know
I thought by now you'd learn
Have I got you hypnotized?
(Melodic riff)
Oh...You might be under the spell that I’m casting now
So take my picture
For the magazine spread
I'll be the story for years
Till there's no place to escape my growing head...lines
Oh...how does it feel
To know that you might be getting burned?
It's not real you know
I thought by now you'd learn
Have I got you hypnotized?
Why don't you come and be baptized?
Oh...you must be under the spell that I’m casting now!
Conclusion?
Disillusion
Solution?
Delusion!
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When Things Slow Down
02:42
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I keep thinking that I’m growing
That I’ve found a forward path
But this healing’s never linear
And sometimes I snap right back
Oh the rings of this mortal coil
Wound as tight as they’ve ever been
Let me call you back, when things slow down a bit
Some nights I’ve laid awake for hours
Just letting my brain shout
Some days silence feels rejuvenating
Some days it’s pregnant with self-doubt
Either my thoughts and I don’t get along
Or we’re amicable roommates
I’ll get back to you, when things slow down a bit
I look back at a version of me
I no longer recognize
A lightness in my steps
An easy joy behind my eyes
And everyone else seems to be
Moving forward with their lives
But have they really all left me behind
Or will I meet them round the bend
I’ll catch up to you, when things slow down a bit
Sometimes the forward path’s a circle,
Back to where we’ve been
I’ll catch up to you, when things slow down a bit
Let me call you back, when things slow down a bit
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Bottle Episode
04:49
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Watching through my window as winter melts into spring
And suddenly a year has passed, I’m watching the same thing
Read about half-way through, every book I own
Infinitely scrolling the same three apps on my phone
I thought we were learning lessons for when this all passed
But everything’s obscured through a layer of glass
Everything’s obscured through a layer of glass
All my circles shrinking, people and routines
Laps around the block with the kids, small daily things
The illusion of moving forward, just the passing of time
While what I hoped to be, remains suspended in my mind
All that I hoped to be, remains suspended in my mind
No rabbit in this hat
No genie in this bottle
Stuck behind the glass, can’t do anything but wonder
Am I desperate to escape, or do I never want to leave, never want to leave again?
At first to wait, it felt like a break
And then as if we’d never start again
Certainly we’ve reached an end
But without new beginnings, the wait feels like death
My conjured passing likeness, of what life should be
Now it’s breaking down and crumbling around me
Recycle these sets and characters to set a new scene
Don’t let me stare the divine in the eye, and ask where God has been
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Couldn't Stay
06:21
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I was the scent of a coming storm
The ashen ghost of a dying flame
Now these legs are filled with sand
I haven't left the ground for days
I always thought I'd run out of poses
Run out of lines to read
Now that I’ve traced every line around your eyes
I'm writing sonnets in my sleep
And you were a warm light
That beckoned me
When you knew I couldn't stay
You knew I couldn't stay (repeat)
And you held me anyway
I never thought outside this room
I could feel so incomplete
So bare your soul, your skin, your fangs
I need to feel you next to me
To feel the warm touch
The hands that beckoned me
When you knew I couldn't stay
You knew I couldn't stay (repeat)
And you held me anyway
Slowly swimming upward and I was
Taken by your lure
The sweetness of the hook in my mouth
The only thing I trust for sure
When you knew I couldn't stay
You knew I couldn't stay (repeat)
And you held me anyway
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Sick Day
03:36
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Somewhere in between
What remains
And circling the drain
Between holding with knuckles white
And failing to grasp it tight
I keep telling myself
This’ll be the year
Stop singing songs no one will hear
It rings false as it leaves my lips
And it’s too late, the artwork’s off to print
With that off my chest
Even then I couldn’t have guessed
The twists and turns in the course
We’d be driving toward
My God you tried to warn
Us before
It would cost more than we could afford
Dropped on this track we didn’t want to be on
I can’t lie and say
I’m not afraid of what’s beyond
How much hope have you got
An inexhaustible supply?
‘Cos I’m on the other side
Of this dream and I am running dry
When it comes, don’t be afraid
When you finally fall on your face
When you bend and your back breaks
Lay your burdens down
And pray the new day won’t bring fresh hell
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Its only the night
I won’t let the black hole suck me dry
Stealing years of my life
Inescapable, even to light
No, its only the night
Its only the night
And though this peak has blocked out the sun
Seems insurmountable
We’ll continue the climb
And we’ll find
That it’s only the night
When the dawn, breaks again
When we will embrace as kin
And the earth will continue to spin and spin and spin
We’ll remember,
It’s only the night
Not the end of the line
Though that whistle cries
It ain’t quitting time
This train will roll til those hills are painted gold
It’s only the night
When you play the flute, let the music move my feet
When you sing your sorrows, let me join in your grief
And whether its painful parting or rapturous reunion that brings us to weep
We’ll remember,
It’s only the night
When the dawn, breaks again
When we will embrace as kin
And the earth will continue to spin and spin and spin
We’ll remember,
It’s only the night
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Scott Ryan Ingersoll Spokane, Washington
Scott Ryan Ingersoll is a singer, songwriter, producer and guitarist out of Spokane, WA. Ingersoll spent a decade making records, licensing music for television and performing around Los Angeles before migrating back to the PNW. Scott has continued to write and tour as a solo artist as well as a member of Super Sparkle and Water Monster, and has produced records for Jenny Anne Mannan and Windoe. ... more
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