Jacob de Berker

by Jacob de Berker

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released August 4, 2014

Vocals - Jacob de Berker
Guitar & Banjo - Jacob de Berker
Recording/Production - Jacob de Berker & Larry Curr
All songs written by Jacob de Berker
PHotograph courtesy of: www.henryslim.co.uk

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Jacob de Berker London, UK

Itchy footed, heart-on-sleeve troubadour originally from the south west of england and now living in Amsterdam. My songs are as honest as I can make them and couple my love of lyrics with guitar, banjo and more recently ukelele.

Here's some lovely words about the EP:

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Track Name: A Drinking Song
You say you can't dance, but you can throw your bones
And you've got two left feet for running circles around yourself
We spend Friday nights in caves underground
Getting drunk and trying to breathe mouth to mouth

We go down, down, down
We go down
It gets dark as hell, but the lights never fade right out.
We go round, round, round
Round
The spinning never stops, but we never turn inside out.

You say you can't fight, but you can throw a punch
And splitting lips is just another way of giving blood
We spend our Saturdays figuring out
If the indent left in our bed is the shape of love

We go down, down, down
We go down
It gets dark as hell, but the lights never fade right out.
We go round, round, round
Round
The spinning never stops, but we never turn inside out.

This is a song for drinking
Tonight I'm toasting you
This is a song for fighting
Here's to fighting in the nude

This is a song for drinking
Tonight I'm toasting you
This is a song for fighting
Here's to fighting in the nude

You say you can't love, but you know how to fuck
And sometimes the next best thing's enough
We spend our lifetimes figuring
The the next best thing leaves an aching in our guts

We go down, down, down
We go down
It gets dark as hell, but the lights never fade right out.
We go round, round, round
Round
The spinning never stops, but we never turn inside out.
Track Name: Move
This glass will never be half full
because time keeps drinking
And life will drown us out
Just enjoy the sinking
You can't find yourself here
There aren't any maps
So settle in your skin
Home is where the bones land

If this amounts to nothing
Then what have we got to lose?
Let's get too drunk for talking
Just shut your mouth and move

They could have called us January's sons
Two-faced and always looking back
And though it is a man's best friend
Help me get this dog off my back
It is closing time, but we're still stealing
So once more with style
And once more with feeling

If this amounts to nothing
Then what have we got to lose?
Let's get too drunk for talking
Just shut your mouth and move

This glass will never be half full
Because time keeps drinking
Life will drown us out
Just enjoy the sinking
You can't find yourself
Because there aren't any maps
So settle in your skin
Home is where the bones land
Track Name: Butterfly Nets
This is the house where I grew up
At least it's how my head paints it
But the colours fade a little more each year
I handle memories like a child
Flicking through their favourite book for pictures
To tell me how the story looks
'cause the writing isn't clear

So if you see me running round with a butterfly net
I'm just trying to catch the moments I don't want to forget
All the lullabies you sang and the stories that you told
I'll keep them bottled and stored
For days when I feel cold

This is the part where you wake me up
And say you were just dreaming
But the numbness clings a little harder to the mind these days
And time's filthy crook
The clock hands circle childhood like vultures
Picking off aspirations
'til it's understood that innocence was just a phase

So if you see me running round with a butterfly net
I'm just trying to catch the moments I don't want to forget
All the lullabies you sang and the stories that you told
I'll keep them bottled up and stored
For days when I feel old

And so cold

So if you see us stumbling round with butterfly nets
We're just trying to catch the moments
We don't want to forget
Filling up our heads with the things that we love most
For respite on days when we feel cold
Track Name: No Captain
Well I've been having dreams of times
When I looked good in dungarees
Oh those halcyon days
Of muddied knees and grubby faces
And this is utopian tunnel vision
Right before your eyes
We spend so much time looking over shoulders
We might as well be blind

There is no captain of this ship
And we'll start laughing
When things go to shit
Let's get autumnal with our lifelines
You shed your history and I'll shed mine

And they say life's a growing pain
The beauty that evolves
As i watch your face rearrange
And I could have been just one more stretch mark
Around your periphery
And I will still
Bring you breakfast in bed
When you're old and grey my love
And all the hair has left my head

There is no captain of this ship
And we'll start laughing
When things go to shit
Let's get autumnal with our lifelines
You shed your history and I'll shed mine

And you are therefore I am
Darling
And you are therefore I can
Understand that

There is no captain of this ship
And we'll start laughing
When things go to shit
Let's get autumnal with our lifelines
You shed your history and I'll shed mine

And I will still
Bring you breakfast in bed
When you're old and grey my love
And all the hair has left my head
Track Name: Daffodils
Plucked a feather from my back
And started writing
And the shapes I scrawl
They always draw out you
This life is just a controlled falling
Out of skin and into blue

We get older
And our ever inward turning shoulders
Hold our heads and hearts a little harder
We get older
And grow afraid of reaching out
For losing form

So I made plans to turn up uninvited
The bard of all things unrequited
With a cup of tea and daffodils
To see if you're still young enough
To do something foolish

Pointed my toes and started walking
And the lines I trace they all lead back to you

We get colder
Distanced from the blood and string that holds us
We get colder
And grow afraid of reaching out
For losing warmth

So I made plans to turn up uninvited
The bard of all things unrequited
With a cup of tea and daffodils
To see if you're still young enough
To do something foolish

Lifted my head and started singing
Trying to fill the echoed spaces left by you
Sounding out like a bell
I hope this finds you and finds you well

We get older
And our ever inward turning shoulders
Hold our heads and hearts a little harder
We get colder
And grow afraid

So I made plans to turn up uninvited
The bard of all things unrequited
With a cup of tea and daffodils
To see if you're still young enough
To do something foolish
Foolish with me
Wont you be foolish
Foolish with me