This Life

by Jason Deeble

/
  • Streaming + Download

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

      $7 USD  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    All fourteen tracks on CD in a lovely, little envelope. Each disc comes with a signed thanks you note and a little piece of original artwork.

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

      $10 USD or more 

     

1.
2.
03:55
3.
4.
03:42
5.
06:06
6.
7.
8.
9.
05:36
10.
11.
12.
03:16
13.
14.
06:42

about

This Life is a concept album. All the songs are connected to one another and, taken as a whole, they tell a story. There are themes, characters, narrative threads, etc. You can listen here and try to puzzle it all out for yourself or check out this YouTube video series I made explaining the whole shebang by going here (www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLCxqfLwr_VFpIzB1toOXLI_LdXU4PPlAu).

credits

released January 4, 2018

All music was written, performed, sampled, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jason Deeble. Jamal Bdeir speaks Arabic on the end of Welcome Child.

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Jason Deeble Connecticut

I'm a middle school math teacher, author/illustrator, and insufferable tea snob. I used to play drums in a cover band but we sort of fell apart. After that, I couldn't find anyone to make music with me anymore so I went off and did my own thing. Thanks very much for checking out my biography. I hope you enjoy my music. ... more

contact / help

Contact Jason Deeble

Streaming and
Download help

Track Name: Welcome Child
Delivery room, coming out of the womb,
Welcome to the world.
First breath rushes in, cool air on your skin,
We’re gonna name you, girl.

I make a pledge here tonight, teach you wrong from your right,
Roll over, sit, and stand,
Learn how to smile, it might take a while,
‘til you can do it on command.

But just like everyone, you’ll learn what needs to get done
And walk on the path that I choose.
Just do as you’re told, ‘til your ninety years old.
What have you got to lose?

<chorus> Welcome, child. Stay mild.

Welcome to the fold, you’re only moments old,
But I hope you are listening.
Christian, Muslim, or Jew? We have chosen for you.
Enjoy your christening.

We’ve got it all figured out. There’s just no need for a doubt,
Or a speck of critical thought.
One day you’ll make us proud, when you say out loud,
Everything that I was taught.

<chorus> Welcome, child. Stay mild.

The things we’re doing to you, were done to us too,
Though no one’s quite sure why.
I have a story to tell, about heaven and hell,
Though I’m pretty sure it’s a lie.
You see now I would be sad, if you haven’t had,
The experiences I did,
Heard the lessons I heard, earned the badges I earned,
Back when I was a kid.

<chorus> Welcome, child. Stay mild.
Track Name: Stegosaurus
I’m a dinosaur, her imaginary friend,
I walk with her through the park again.
To you, I’m plush. To her, I’m skin and scale,
Armor plated, needle wielding tail.

We walk to church. I keep her fears at bay.
Fictitious friend keeps fictitious fiends away.
Sunday school, they say god keeps up safe.
But he ain’t got a tail like a flippin’ mace…no way!

Nightmare fantasy lives in you all,
Don’t matter if you’re grown or if you’re small.
You laugh ‘cause she’s got imaginary friends.
What makes you sure your god’s not pretend.
Track Name: Valentine's Day
Thanks for coming in, I’m glad you brought her.
You have such a lovely daughter.
Before we begin, just let me say,
I’m sorry he left you on Valentine’s Day.

It’s hard for girls, when the father leaves.
Studies suggest that the child grieves.
She smiles little now that he’s gone away.
She didn’t bring cards in on Valentine’s Day.

<chorus> Weeping mother, don’t cry,
A single mom, is fine.
There’s no need to feel shame.
Folks split up, all the time.

Her report card states, that her grades a great,
But I’m worried about her emotional state.
Kids show depression, in their own way
Like crying in school on Valentine’s Day.

We know a counselor. Here’s his card.
He’ll help you out when things get hard.
Once she gets help, she’ll change right away,
And we’ll celebrate together next Valentine’s Day.

<chorus> Weeping mother, don’t cry,
A single mom, is fine.
There’s no need to feel shame.
Folks split up, all the time.

<solo>

<chorus> Weeping mother, don’t cry,
A single mom, is fine.
There’s no need to feel shame.
Folks split up, all the time.
Track Name: First Period
You put on my hoodie in class today
It was huge on you. You said you liked it that way.
When you asked to wear it, I said that was okay.
You said you’d keep it ‘til the end of the day.

<chorus> It was my favorite shirt but I don’t want it back.
I want you to keep it as long as you’d like
And you told me you’d wear it when you go to sleep.
I like to think I’ll be keeping you warm tonight.

You wore it again in first period,
Let everyone know that I was the kid.
You flaunted it and I’m glad that you did.
Now they’ll all know we are connected.

<chorus> It was my favorite shirt but I don’t want it back.
I want you to keep it as long as you’d like
And you told me you’d wear it when you go to sleep.
I like to think I’ll be keeping you warm tonight.

<solo>
Track Name: Your Diary
I took, a look, inside, your book
To see, maybe, you thought, about me.
Turns out, no doubt, we’ll soon, go out.
Diary, told me, your fant-asy.

<chorus> And I just want to be love, by you, I’ll do what I must do.
What I must, is obey, young lust, even if that means I betray your trust.

You thought, I’m hot, you wrote, that a lot.
You too. Let’s do, what we’re told, not to.
I read, when you said, you’d lie, in my bed.
You say, one day, we’ll go, all the way

<chorus> And I just want to be love, by you, I’ll do what I must do.
What I must, is obey, young lust, even if that means I betray your trust.

<solo>

<chorus> And I just want to be love, by you, I’ll do what I must do.
What I must, is obey, young lust, even if that means I betray your trust.
Track Name: I Want You Want
I want to get next to you, violate your privacy.
You want let yourself go, let your passion set you free.
I want to put hands on you, make your body move with me.
You want to feel in this moment, release so desperately.

<chorus> No man ever showed you that we only accept the love we think we deserve.

I want to do things to you that, bring you closer to ecstasy.
You want to let me control you, cede power of your body.
I want to wrap arms around you, and hear you moan gently.
You want to feel you’re desired, you’re beautiful, and you’re sexy.

<chorus> No man ever showed you that we only accept the love we think we deserve.

I want to be deep inside you, to penetrate your psyche.
You want to feel strength surround you, be someone’s property.
I want to grip spiral tendrils, feel your curls all over me.
You want to feel you are wanted, belong to somebody.

<chorus> No man ever showed you that we only accept the love we think we deserve.
Track Name: Some Form of Punishment
Greetings, my brothers and sisters. Thank you for listening today. I hope you find my sermon prayerfully inspirational. May it fill you with the holy spirit and allow you to fulfill his work in our world. Praise Jesus.

I was ministering salvation this week out at the abortion clinic here in town. I spend many days out on the sidewalk before that unholy institution. By law I am not allowed to go beyond the sidewalk. That is of course the law of man not the law of god. But I remain respectful. Even though those women offer the greatest disrespect to our lord god within that building of sin, I must ascend above them, I must elevate myself as we all must. I remain respectful. Well now, I saw a woman drive up into the parking lot alone. She drove herself to the abortion clinic, brothers and sisters. Almost like she’d done this before, like she knew the drill. I called to her. I told her she didn’t need a broken baby to enhance her life. I told her there would be consequences, there would be punishment if she broke gods covenant. If she consummated her pact with the devil. I told her,

Well, brothers and sisters, this one, she did not scurry inside like the rest of the women I see there. I saw that my words had entered her heart. She stopped walking and turned to me. She made some accusations of me that I want to share with you now so you’ll understand the depths to which Satan allows us to delude ourselves if we let him. She said I was not pro-life. She said I was pro-fetus, that I did not care for her life or the life of that baby once it was born. She accused me of turning my back on the suffering of the living. She spoke of healthcare, of education, of civil rights. These socialist pittances have nothing to do with her heinous act. Brothers and sisters, I marveled at how she denied god’s love. Oh yes the devil had a hold on this one. She accused me of being the villain, of being the one who needed to be punished.

Now, brothers and sisters, do you see? Do you see how Satan is like a gangster? This isn’t personal to him. This is business. Muslims multiply while Christians line up to slay their young one by one. What really breaks my heart is how this abomination affects god. It rips me. It takes away my breath. To betray our heavenly father. That’s what keeps me going back to that den of iniquity each Thursday. I use my pain to go forward. To spare god of his pain, to mend his broken heart. And I told that to this young, unwed mother. That she knew nothing of suffering. Boy, she did not want to hear that. She screamed at me filled with the fury of Satan himself.
Track Name: She'll Be Here Soon
Dad, there are things I’d like to tell you,
Some things I would like to say,
Before you meet my new girlfriend,
Before she comes over today.

You know how mom ran out on us,
When I was just a little kid?
Same thing happened to her,
That’s just what her father did.

<chorus> Terrible things can happen to a wonderful girl
Kind hearts will wither in a cruel world
What matters most is what we do when we’ve fallen down
I know a girl who picked herself off the ground
And she’ll be here soon.

The guy before me ran off,
Left her in an awful place.
They got themselves into trouble
And he vanished without a trace.

She pulled it together,
Did everything that she could do.
She dragged herself out of hell,
Reminds me a lot of you.

<chorus> Terrible things can happen to a wonderful girl
Kind hearts will wither in a cruel world
What matters most is what we do when we’ve fallen down
I know a girl who picked herself off the ground
And she’ll be here soon.

<solo>

<chorus> Terrible things can happen to a wonderful girl
Kind hearts will wither in a cruel world
What matters most is what we do when we’ve fallen down
I know a girl who picked herself off the ground
And she’ll be here soon.
Track Name: Welcome Home
We bought a house on a hill just for us.
It rained like crazy the day we moved in.
Our crappy furniture all got soaked, so did we.
We were having the time of our lives.
When the van left, we stood there soaked on the street.
You laughed when I carried you inside.

<chorus> We filled this home with our life
Husband and wife
Just a small place of our own
Now I’d like to welcome you home

In no time at all, our family grew.
A fresh coat of pain for the nursery.
Barely got to the hospital in time.
A baby girl who looks just like you.
We came back and parked out on the street.
We laughed and I carried her inside

<chorus> We filled this home with our life.
A child, a husband, and a wife.
Just a small place of our own.
Now I’d like to welcome you home.

Then last autumn, your mother too ill and we said,
She would have to come and stay with us.
She could barely get out of the car.
Frail as a feather and nearly as light.
She struggled to make it in from the street.
She laughed when I carried her inside.

<chorus> We filled this home with our life.
A husband, child, grandmother, and a wife.
Just a small place of our own.
Now I’d like to welcome you home.
Track Name: Family History
At the funeral, a strange old man,
Long ago, I was your dad.
I left you once. I know you hate me.
I’ll leave again, but first a history.

Your mom didn’t want me. She didn’t want a man.
She longed for the touch, of a female hand.
She denied herself, and found in me,
A fight she could lose, conveniently.

We only accept the love, we think we deserve.
As a worthless man, I accepted hers.
And I know I broke your heart, and made you feel you weren’t worthwhile
I didn’t come here to be judged, or be put on trial.

I just want to say, to her and you,
Goodbye and sorry, for what I couldn’t do.
Call if you’d like. I’m not around much.
I don’t live far. Let’s keep in touch.
Track Name: Spaces In Between
You drift upon a dream,
and you’re on the open ocean.
You’ve found yourself the peace you need,
and then slowly your eyes open,
And I reach out to you, pull you close to me,
‘Cause we find ourselves in love, in these spaces in between.

<chorus> Now it’s five a.m.
The kids are screaming again
And you get out of bed, and you make sure their fed, and you’re feeling half dead, but I love you,
Please remember I love you.

Now it’s off to your job,
And you put your work on the shelf.
And no I don’t think it’s odd,
That you need some time for yourself
And you reach out to me,
And I’m happy to receive,
‘Cause we find ourselves in love,
In these spaces in between.

<chorus> Now, It’s six p.m.,
Soccer practice again,
And you make sure their fed, do their work go to bed, and you’re feeling half dead, but I love you,
Please remember I love you.
Track Name: Empty Nest
It’s time, that you went home,
To another nest.
I don’t want you gone, neither does mom,
But this is best.

<chorus> She’ll cry but we will be alright.
Our house will be quiet tonight.

This, is how it goes,
Bird, fly the globe.
Find, what no one knows, find yourself,
Make a new home.

<chorus> We’ll cry but it will be alright,
The empty nest will be quiet tonight.
Track Name: Fistful of Sand
When I retire, I will be, completely free,
And where I go, you’ll come with me.
A clear blue sky, is overhead, we act like we’re dead.
So let’s go out, and live instead.
I want more life, time to ourselves, and no one else,
We have our health, we have our wealth.
We work so hard, for so damn long, there’s nothing wrong,
If we leave the throng, and move along.

<chorus> We won’t always have it this good.
Let’s enjoy it while we can.
Gather our rosebuds while we may.
Hold a fistful of sand.

My good time, in the end, talk with a friend,
Be sanguine, now and then.
As time goes by, friends die, and we realize,
By and by, it’s you and I.
Losing my, abilities, without much ease,
I conjure these, lost memories.
Now say goodbye, I letting slip, loosen my grip,
I’m at the start, of my final trip.

<chorus> We won’t always have it this good.
Let’s enjoy it while we can.
Gather our rosebuds while we may.
Hold a fistful of sand.
Track Name: Final Mile
Death will come to you, However you want it to, As someone you once knew, So you won’t be afraid.
And though we never met, I am someone you’ll never forget, I’m a solitary regret, I’m the unborn babe.
And there’s no shame, nothing to explain, and there’s no pain, in the end.
Everyone, before you has done, this you’re not the only one, trust your final friend.
You’re not alone.

<chorus> So I will stay and walk with you a while,
You’ll complete with me your final mile
As you put yourself on trial,
Don’t be afraid

Everything you did, From the time that you were a kid, Was completely connected, By a single strand.
You grew from young to old, ‘Til the moment your body lies cold, Your story was always told, By a man.
You never had a voice, did you ever have a choice, was there too much noise, filling up your head.
Speak out loud, shout over the crowd, try to be proud, say what must be said,
You’re not alone.

<chorus> So I will stay and walk with you a while,
You’ll complete with me your final mile
As you put yourself on trial,
Don’t be afraid
<solo>

No judgement day, no matter what they say, it doesn’t work that way, and now you know.
You must forgive yourself, forget about everyone else, you consign yourself to hell, if you don’t let go.
It’s hard to see, if you chose differently, how things would be, what might have been
In the time you have, you should be glad, you loved like mad, until the end
And you’re not alone.

<chorus> So I will stay and walk with you a while,
You’ll complete with me your final mile
As you put yourself on trial,
Don’t be afraid

If you like Jason Deeble, you may also like: