The Bean Project EP

by The Bean Project

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released August 14, 2015

Written and performed by The Bean Project. Mixed and mastered by David Carr at Rangemaster Studios in The Patch. Artwork by Nathan Robinson

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The Bean Project Belgrave, Australia

From the eastern suburbs of Melbourne come The Bean Project, a vibrant French horn-clad acoustic quintet blending the raw untreated sounds of folk, jazz and singer-songwriter styles with fresh and unique songwriting - most aptly described as 'the odd marriage of James Taylor and The Cat Empire'. ... more

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Track Name: Somebody Knows
Somebody knows something I don't know,
But they're pushing it on my back.
Feels like a hole when you get too far in you know,
You just can't think about all that.
I think we live to die and that's a simple fact

Some people see something I don't see,
But they're pushing it on my back.
If I don't believe, well that's up to me.
I can't see something I can't see.
I think we live to die, but hey well that's just me.

I'll be okay,
I'll make the best of what I've got
With no hand to hold me up
Oh family, it ain't no walls,
It ain't no flaws, ain't no pitfalls,
No hand to hold me up,
Because I've got two of my own.

I keep waiting for the day
That they tell me that my mind will change.
I'm starting to feel that it won't.
I've got nothing sharp to say,
I've just heard the saddest tales of
A young man lost and out of love.
I think we live to die and then we're on our own.

I'll be okay,
I'll make the best of what I've got
With no hand to hold me up
Oh family, it ain't no walls,
It ain't no flaws, ain't no pitfalls,
No hand to hold me up,
Because I've got two of my own.

I'll be okay,
I'll make the best of what I've got
With no hand to hold me up
Oh family, it ain't no walls,
It ain't no flaws, ain't no pitfalls,
No hand to hold me up,
Because I've got two of my own.
Track Name: Black Hole
I got nothing on,
Trying to find an answer.
Still a world turning,
With no place to go.

No set destination,
Where we heading you and I?
Futility inhabiting.
Going to end up in just another black hole,
In the end so whats the point of it?

There ain't nothing wrong,
With trying to find the answers.
I didn't find it in a god above,
Or the places that I know.

No set destination,
Where we heading you and I?
Futility inhabiting.
Going to end up in just another black hole,
In the end so whats the point of it?
Track Name: Fat Cats
Big men with little stories
Get big lines and folds,
The world don't have to know.
While the little men with big stories
Get no light at all.

If all you had had gone away,
Would you stay the same?
Fat old cats that go astray,
Do they stay the same?
Fat cats in black hats.

They wear black ties so tight that they talk,
But nothing real can make it out.
Pretend it all you want.
And those white lies so bright they can't see,
All the things that we could be if we tried.

If all you had had gone away,
Would you stay the same?
Fat old cats that go astray,
Do they stay the same?
Fat cats in black hats.

If all you had had gone away,
Would you stay the same?
Fat old cats that go astray,
Do they stay the same?
Fat cats in black hats.
Track Name: Blank Pages
Blank pages,
Just sit in my way,
Towards a better time,
But now I'm stuck,
In a lonely love affair.

Where the answers,
Aren't black or white,
No they're colours of every type.
And it pushes us to the edge,
Of the city sky highs.

Where a many men
Were seduced by the feeling,
Each imperfection ravishing.
Planting the seeds
In all of their heads.

Each hoping
To flower and grow
A nice little song we know
To bring the smile,
The happiness at last.

Where a many men
Were seduced by the feeling,
Each imperfection ravishing,
But all my blank pages live on.
Track Name: Crawl Back
I won't need you where I'm going,
'Cause the light's not quite as low.
You'll be waiting by the door,
For me to crawl back home.
I won't let you shed a tear,
No, not for me I won't.
Lately the air is colder out
It makes you madder,
When things don't matter.

If we shared the love of one,
We'd be losing minds.
And if we held a crying son,
I'd pack my things and go.
But not in shame or lack of trust,
But fear of fucking up.
And I'm not sad to see you go,
Bleeding out again.

No I won't need you where I'm going,
'Cause the light's not quite as low.
You'll be waiting by the door,
For me to crawl back home.
I won't let you shed a tear,
No, not for me I won't.
Lately the air is colder out
It makes you madder,
When things don't matter.

If we shared the love of one,
We'd be losing minds.
And if we held a crying son,
I'd pack my things and go.
But not in shame or lack of trust,
But fear of fucking up.
And I'm not sad to see you go,
Bleeding out again.