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Better This Season

by Rejectioneers

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1.
Way Too Hard 03:49
Took a shot... I'm pretty sure he tried to miss. There's holes in the wall from moments like this. You can't be your sister. That's OK. I'll never ask you to. I just want for you to be the reason I'm successful. I've worked way too hard for this! I can't escape it even when I step out. I've got a feeling that is dragging me down. When I'm alone, yeah, I feel alone. When I'm with friends I still feel alone. I've worked way too hard for this! You should know I've never hated you for ripping me apart when you walk in my bedroom. I only needed you to smile when I needed you. I don't know what broke, but I can't fix you. I'm not convinced that I just shouldn't walk away. I know that it's easier, but something makes me stay. I've got convictions. You've got prescriptions. It's easy to ignore it and pretend it's OK. I've worked way too hard for this! Sometimes I wonder if I should have walked away. You should know I've never hated you for ripping me apart when you walk in my bedroom. I only needed you to smile when I needed you. I don't know what broke, but I can't fix you. You should know I can't fix you. I never hated you. I can't fix you. You're ripping me apart. I can't fix you. When you walk into my bedroom I can't fix you. You should know I can't fix you. I only needed you. I can't fix you. ...to smile when I needed you. I can't fix you. I don't know what broke, but I can't fix you.
2.
My Arms 04:10
When the walls start falling down The bricks are piling up. My heart is not your heart. I wanna clean it up. Does the grass know the death in the ground that brought it up? Can we breath life in the soil? Is this foundation strong enough? We can fix the cracks and build ourselves new houses over time. It's time for change. It's time to break the cycle. We can see better in seasons. Old life falls off with the leaves when New life brings inspirations. We can be better this season. Tear down the houses we lived in. Young life brings inspiration. My arms are not your arms. I'll pull them in. I won't pull them apart. Little faces don't know wrong. How do I keep you from harm? It's time for change. It's time to break the cycle. We can see better in seasons. Old life falls off with the leaves when New life brings inspirations. We can be better this season. Tear down the houses we lived in. Young life brings inspiration. At a moment when it all comes crashing, I have a vision of my father laughing. At what point did he start thinking "This is done? Tomorrow I'm leaving." In a moment it can all come crashing. I have a vision. We're all laughing. There's a point that we won't speak of. This is good. Just leave it where it is, love. We can see better in seasons. Old life falls off with the leaves when New life brings inspirations. We can be better this season. Tear down the houses we lived in. Young life brings inspiration.
3.
Brothers 03:30
Where did we go wrong? We lost it Somewhere in the yard Or the houses we grew up in. We left our treasures there With reckless abandon. The castles where we lived Have long been deserted. You're a part of me. I'm tattered and I'm older now. When will you bring home the part of me that's gone for now? The world was at our odds, But we stood up against them. We gathered sticks and rocks And we fought them. We held our ground that day And we raised up a banner. We grew our kingdom there Then tore it down from the inside. You're a part of me. I'm tattered and I'm older now. When will you bring home the part of me that's gone for now? You built up a wall and you shut me out. I've been here all along. When we were young nothing came between us. Now I just miss us. You're a part of me. I'm tattered and I'm older now. When will you bring home the part of me that's gone for now?
4.
Whiskey and Reds are better than my bed Cause you know I hate sleeping alone. You're a box full of letters I put in the closet. I would just assume never go home. I'm addicted to attention, infected by affection. It's a terminal condition I own. It's the death we all consume at conception. Procreation is the burden we prefer to assume. This all carries like a bad note I'm stuck underneath. Hey! Hey! Let go. Burn it on the altar. Melt it down and build it again. Dance! Dance! You'll never find the answer. Burn it down and build it again. When I take a life I put it in the basement With the tokens from the lovers I've known. There's things in here to keep me occupied. I would just assume never leave home. I'm addicted to attention, infected by affection. It's a terminal condition I own. It's the death we all consume at conception. Procreation is the burden we prefer to assume. This all carries like a bad note I'm stuck underneath. Hey! Hey! Let go. Burn it on the altar. Melt it down and build it again. Dance! Dance! You'll never find the answer. Burn it down and build it again.
5.
On the government floor by the old airport I was in my room. I was four years old. I was only four years old. Pushing up her glasses to wipe her eyes Mom was in the kitchen with both hands tied. We were barely getting by. I just wanna sleep, but I can't close my eyes. I'm awake when it's dark. I'm asleep when it's light. Trying on your shoes, but they're just not right. I couldn't be the same even if I tried. I don't even wanna try. She's pulling back her hair in the bathroom mirror. She tries to keep her cool 'til the coast is clear. This has been a terrible year. I just wanna sleep, but I can't close my eyes. I'm awake when it's dark. I'm asleep when it's light.
6.
Young Man 04:40
I am a young man sleeping in the morning waiting for the work to come. All of my children, crying in the bedroom, waiting for their father to come. Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son. With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone. I am a soldier standing in the back line waiting for my brothers to fall. I'm just a coward hangin' in the corner, dishonorable waste of clothes. Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son. With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone. From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore. If you hear my words, I need you to know I won't think about it in the silence. I won't miss you when I'm all alone. I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed. I am a liar sitting at the truck stop waiting for the coins to fall... A bad gambler, an unsuccessful father, fat and old and living alone. Burn up the hours. Make excuses. I am a dead man's son. With my eyes closed, it's all just noises. I can't see anyone. From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore. If you hear my words, I need you to know I won't think about it in the silence. I won't miss you when I'm all alone. I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed. You were a husband to widows and their orphans. You left them with nothing, took the car when they were sleeping. Well this is me in spite of you. So when you hear my words, don't stop listening. From here, I guess you'll never know, but I can't carry this anymore. If you hear my words, I need you to know I won't think about it in the silence. I won't miss you when I'm all alone. I won't speak your name, or hear your voice, or see you when my eyes are closed.
7.
It started on the day that you ate from the tree. Your head started to repeat "It's everybody else but me". Your heart let you believe. The angel shut off all of the lights and yelled fire. You ran out with your shoes untied, Changing voices 'til your mother cried. You held her hand while she closed her eyes. The years were less than kind and you aged like the night, Growing darkest just before sunrise, Coming on and off as days go by. Broken windows let you see inside. The door broke off the frame and I watched him come inside. I could see him in your eyes. It was a struggle, but not a fight. You were the one who had the knife. It's deeper than your bones. You never could have known That your flesh was not a home, Just a place to overthrow. What's the point of sleep? When you're awake it's still a dream, Just a medicated scene. Nothing's what it seems. You swore you saw the light. Even in a perfect dark, visions burst like holy sparks. Words and moments just fall apart While your sons are crying out. It's deeper than your bones. You never could have known That your flesh was not a home, Just a place to overthrow. What's the point of sleep? When you're awake it's still a dream, Just a medicated scene. Nothing's what it seems. Nothing's what it seems. Nothing's what it seems to be. Are you angry? Are you lost? Are you searching after God? Cut up and alone... Surrounded and exposed...

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released March 11, 2014

Produced by Kenny McWilliams and Rejectioneers

Recorded and engineered by Kenny McWilliams at Archer Avenue Studio, Columbia SC

Mastered by Dave Harris at Studio B Mastering, Charlotte NC

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Rejectioneers is an Post Punk/Indie Rock band based out of Columbia, SC. Featuring members from several of South Carolina's prominent artists, Rejectioneers present a sound that is experienced, polished, and mature. Although the sound is refined, the vocals, lyrics, melodies, and overall emotion behind the songs shine through. ... more

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