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Still The Mess I Was

by Roofman

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    The debut of a promising newcomer. Roofman breaks with the cliché of the singer-songwriter. The music takes precedence over everything. Recorded with his friends Rhett Shull, Philip Conrad & Pim van der Meulen in our legendary studio in Hamburg. With Johan Scheerer as producer, the way of the album was clear. It's about music, about sound, about art. No soft-washed 2:30 standard mush.

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    The debut of a promising newcomer. Roofman breaks with the cliché of the singer songwriter. The music takes precedence over everything. Recorded with his friends Rhett Shull, Philip Conrad & Pim van der Meulen in our legendary studio in Hamburg. With Johan Scheerer as producer the way of the album was clear. It's about music, about sound, about art. No soft washed 2:30 standard mush.

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1.
42 Weekends 03:58
Silhouettes on a landscape as I look back into the sun It’s not that hard to love you When you’re hair’s on fire I know that Pete told me not to but I’m in love with a feeling Stuff that’s easy to fight for are things impossible to end Maybe I’ll go back to the open fields and get myself together there And if I see the clouds they send me it’s all good in the end When the days fly by but the year feels long And my weeks are hard 42 weekends to go And out of my heartache came a different me Now it’s harder to love me It’s impossible to be free. When the days fly by but the year feels long And my weeks are hard 42 weekends to come go I am waiting for, I am waiting for, I am waiting for, I am waiting for, A new year.
2.
You’re licking your empty beer-can with your eyes open wide and then you’re riding through my neighborhood with flowers on your bike You say you don’t wanna live like them You say you don’t wanna live like them You’re singing songs from your good old days and they’re echoing out of the alley and then you’re riding through my neighborhood in the middle of the night you say you don’t wanna live like them you say you don’t wanna live like them you say it brings you down all day, those with their suitcases while they’re on their way. and that the way you’re stuck is a better way to stay alive, in these crazy times You’re the Rainbow Junkie and when you light up a cigarette The fire twinkles in your eyes when you say that I won’t regret it. you say you don’t wanna live like them you say you don’t wanna live like them you say it brings you down all day, those with their suitcases while they’re on their way. and that the way you’re stuck is a better way to stay alive, in these crazy times you say it brings you down all day, those with their suitcases while they’re on their way. and that the way you’re stuck is a better way to stay alive, in these crazy times
3.
All this time I’ve been dreaming on i’ve been singing songs but can you hear me at all? In my life I’ve had a shitload of luck I’ve been driving on that is waiting to run dry So please don’t count on me I am running out of fuel I forgot to count my years Is this all that I’ve become? My heart is like a setting sun i’ve been leaning on but I can’t pass the nighttime In my life I’ve had a lot of friends I don’t know where they went All alone again. So please don’t count on me I am running out of fuel I forgot to count my years Is this all that I’ve become? And please don’t say my name I hate that sound so much Please don’t mention my age So please don’t count on me I am running out of fuel I forgot to count my years Is this all that I’ve become? And please don’t say my name I hate that sound so much Please don’t mention my age
4.
One Drop 03:43
Take the leaves out of my yard I hate to watch them die Take the birds out of the sky I don’t wanna see them fly When I can’t see myself. And save a date for all the walls that once surrounded me When I bleed much and there is red all around me again When I can’t see myself. But one drop one drop Can fill my luck, my love, my cup Can fill my luck, my love, my cup It could take the black out of the days that were blue in a way. can you take the birds out of the sky today? ‘Cause I can’t see myself But one drop one drop Can fill my luck, my love, my cup Can fill my luck, my love, my cup When I can’t see myself When I can’t see myself When I can’t see myself When I can’t see myself But one drop one drop one drop one drop
5.
My days are getting harder, while my days are getting lost. and all the movements I make, they’re distracting me. and I know that I don’t wanna be here and I know that I’m a fool. I would rather leave me than leave you. All our dances, all our nights. all our fires, all our fights. all our faces, all our lies. all our places, all our ties. I’m never gonna move away from here. I’m never gonna move away from here. I’m never gonna move away from here. I’m never gonna move away from here. My days are getting harder, while my days are getting lost. and all the movements I make, they’re distracting me. and I know that I don’t wanna be here and I know that I’m a fool. I would rather leave me than leave you.
6.
Killing Time 01:58
Put my eyes underwater or put my head in the sand Put my soul in a song just to kill some time just to kill some time Turn my Monday mornings into Saturday nights Turn my saddest thoughts into an everlasting high. just to feel alright just to kill some time. A walk through the daylight could open my eyes but for now I am leaning on killing time just killing time When time forgets that I’m still around then I forget how it sounds when I’m killing time when I’m killing time when I’m killing time when I’m killing time
7.
It’s not my story anymore it’s time to go back and leave the stuff I love It’s not my story anymore I think it’s too hard to walk my road alone Pour me, I am drifting Pour me, I am drifting away and I tried so hard not to fall back again oh I tried so hard not to fall back again It’s not a secret anymore I fall with every step I take into the right direction It’s not a secret anymore, I think it’s too hard to walk my road alone Pour me, I am drifting Pour me, I am drifting away and I tried so hard not to fall back again oh I tried so hard not to fall back again but Pour me, I am drifting Pour me, I am drifting Pour me, I am drifting Pour me, I am drifting away and I tried so hard not to fall back again oh I tried so hard not to fall back again Pour me, I am drifting Pour me, I am drifting Pour me, I am drifting Pour me, I am drifting away and I tried so hard not to fall back again oh I tried so hard not to fall back again Pour me, I am drifting
8.
I miss the songs in my head I miss the songs in the morning I miss how they just fly flew out Like caged birds at a wedding Now I’m a deer in your headlights On my way into the dark The forests are hollow without a song in mind You make it real You make it way too real for me You make it real You make it way too real for me I miss the songs in the night I miss them once in a while I miss the birds in the pines and how they sing sang their story stories I miss those fantasy lines and feeling high as a kite And as I stand at the crossroads Your headlights blinding my sight Can I write you out of my mind? Just once in a while? ‘Cause you make it real You make it way too real for me You make it real You make it way too real for me Can I write you out of my mind? Just once in a while?
9.
You’re all alone now in you're little world You’re all alone now in you're little world You should fly off You should get out of my sight right now I carry your name but I don’t carry your soul I carry your name but I don’t carry your soul you’ve got holes in your heart Do you have anything to live for? You’re all alone now and you’re trying to build up a storm You’re all alone now and you’re trying to build up a storm But one little breeze and you fall down on your knees You're all alone now in your stupid head You're all alone now in your stupid head You’ve got holes in your heart Do you have anything to live for? Fly off Fly off Fall down Fall down Come back Come back You’ll learn from it. You’re all alone now.
10.
You put a mirror to my face you said it’s all that you regret you said it’s not because of you you said it’s me cause i’m a fool we met up the other day and you left for a month or more you needed help so i picked you up you filled my glass and i felt the buzz That’s how friends become strangers That’s how they push you right to the edge When i care too much, it always happens It makes me stronger than i’ve ever been we meet up at a place by the beach I take a left, you take a right You go to a place i don’t wanna be, I take a swim, i don't wanna fight we play some tunes, we share some laughs. we pour a drink and drink it fast I take my car I go back home you find new friends you don’t wanna go. That’s how friends become strangers That’s how they push you right to the edge When i care too much, it always happens It makes me stronger than i’ve ever been That’s how friends become strangers That’s how they push you right to the edge When i care too much, it always happens It makes me stronger than i’ve ever been
11.
I’ll take a shortcut home and I I’ll strum the power chords Then get my head straight, lie on my back and watch the ceiling of my living room. And you, you play my favorite songs And I wait for my tears to come Then get my head straight, lie on my back and watch the ceiling of my living room. Get my head straight, lie on my back and watch the ceiling of my living room. I’m still the mess I was I’m just the mess I was

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released February 24, 2023

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Roofman Ermelo, Netherlands

Having accepted the fact that life may well be pointless, Roofman remains a romantic nonetheless. Reminiscing about nature, nurture, love as well as our simple daily thoughts, his lyrics paint the pictures we never thought we’d find the words for.

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