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Thomas Henry Huxley

by Bubble Made Imagination

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Don’t really have much to say, cuz I don’t really care Cuz you’re gonna do what you do Don’t really have to speak, cuz you won’t even hear And you’re gonna do what you do No matter what I have to, No matter what I have to say Gonna head back to the cave Where the first ones met For the sake of convenience Even if I’m only talking to myself I’m no different, ain’t likely to Listen even when the person talking Is who knows me the best Gonna head back to the cage, say goodbye We’ll try again someday Under different circumstances after we’ve broken All the rules and glued them back together again Infinite universes, one’s gotta be right This one ain’t worth the time or the fight But we’re all stuck here Better start tonight To try or give in, to give in to flight
2.
So much hype about the hype machine Will even touch you when you sleep Just build a screen to project A most perfected, easily Understandable crafted version of authenticity No longer wait at the back The lines are gone They’ve been replaced They’ve been replaced A kiosk was built It’s a mile a wide It knows your face No longer constrained By the vagaries of a physical world Of neighbors and children that go to a school You pass on the way to your job There’s no work anymore, anyway It’s morning it snows outside Wish I could write like Wish I was deluded Like white power does Enough to believe The machine was Written for me Maybe that’s the case But my hunch is unless I Crawl to the other side Of the wires, of the wires The algorithm’s got me on The left side of the equal sign Fast asleep like an atom bomb Trigger’s on her breath, echoes in the chamber We have a cause for celebration Fix this mess, she says Tears on her cheek, Pound the sidewalk like the kid was always right Like a dog in a pond, try not to drown, Keep your head above the water Like a fish on a boat, try not to breath, You don’t want to waste it Pause the tape and go back (go back)
3.
Fell asleep, dreamed of sunspots Realized never seen with my eyes Tried to hide from the reflection Of the ghost I make with my lies Hold me close, I am the ghost Nobody moves to the desert I am the ghost of this town There’s no choice we’re breaking up, breaking up Stayed out late, danced with zombies Dragged my body across the sand Tried to hide from the ghost Who reaches out to touch my hand Pull away, I am the ghost I got stuck out in the desert I am the ghost, there is no town There’s no choice we’re breaking up, breaking up Like the TVs of my youth More static but the picture is better Entropic visions of desert man He’s following the program as best as he can I am the ghost, I miss the ocean Wanna go back home to a different day Like the TVs of my youth More static but the picture is better Entropic visions of desert man He’s following the program as best as he can I am the ghost, I miss the ocean Wanna go back home to a different day I am the ghost, I miss the ocean Wanna go back home to a different day
4.
Passed the cops, plastic cups on our hips Our first night of freedom was spent grieving Don’t know what’s gonna happen Every block and corner was a dream Now a spark stamped out 40 days and 40 nights Living with the ghost of his innocence With nothing to do but sit in fear And wait for the night Don’t know what we’ll tell him Don’t know what we’ll say So many to blame But that’s a losing game 40 days and 40 nights Living with the ghost of his innocence With nothing to do but sit in fear And wait for the night The ghost fades from view 40 days and 40 nights 40 days and 40 nights 40 days and 40 nights Living with the ghost Living with the ghost The ghost is in my head I hear him at night but maybe we’re all Living with the ghost
5.
The city man has made a deal With the builder man, what a steal We wanted in too We are the new kids here We came from the south, we have no fear We had high hopes for this dusty road Can’t yet call our house a home Thin walls, hear the sirens at night Watch, don’t speak to the passersby We’re waiting on something To happen outside It’s taking more time than we had in mind We had high hopes for this dusty road Can’t yet call our house a home But we’re getting by Oh we’re getting by Yeah, we’re getting by On Ohio The orange building used to be teal I liked it better when it was teal The stray cats stick around Until they leave we’ll hunker down Cuz we’re getting by Oh we’re getting by Yeah, we’re getting by On Ohio We’re getting by Oh we’re getting by Yeah, we’re getting by On Ohio
6.
I’m reading a book about a book I’m writing letters to myself I’m talking to nobody I might need some help So I’m reading a book about a book, we’re all Going through a transition, it says We’re all crazy in the head Which book doesn’t matter When we get to the other side, we’ll all be dead I’m reading a book about a book I’m writing letters to myself I’m talking to nobody I might need some Some people walk, some drive cars Some people ride with others Like on a bus or in a subway car Some people ride short distances Others have to go far Maybe this matters, most likely not These are just words Scribbled on paper by A man who will Shortly be gone I’m reading a book about a book I’m writing letters to myself I’m talking to nobody I might need some help This man doesn’t matter much In the grand scheme of things Most don’t, I’m afraid Wonder what the book about the book has to say Feeling depressed in the wake of success It was easier to have it hard To have to try for a day It was easier to have it hard To have to try for a day I’m reading a book about a book It’s this book about a book I’m reading a book about a book It’s this book about a book about another book I’m reading a book about a book It’s this book about a book I’m reading a book about a book It’s this book about a book about another book About life
7.
I Wonder 06:42
I might be standing on the ocean Staring down at a creature on my feet Sunlight glistens I wonder, I wonder, I wonder how I can see the start of the ocean Can’t see it stop or repeat A cloud shifts I wonder, I wonder, I wonder why I wonder how I got here, wonder how I’m doing I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why I’m doing this I wonder how I got here, wonder how I’m doing I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why I’m doing this I lost myself in the ocean You found me on the street Stoplight changes I wonder, I wonder, I wonder how I wonder how I got here, wonder how I’m doing I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why I’m doing this I wonder how I got here, wonder how I’m doing I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why I’m doing this Oh right, I’m not, it’s being done to me Oh right, I’m not, it’s being done to me by my mind I might be dreaming of the ocean Hiding underneath your sheet Your leg touches I wonder, I wonder, I wonder why I wonder how I got here, wonder how I’m doing I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why I’m doing this I wonder how I got here, wonder how I’m doing I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why I’m doing this Oh right, I’m not, it’s being done to me Oh right, I’m not, it’s being done to me by my mind I might be back in the room leafing papers I might be out on the town looking up I might be holding a present, I might be I might be holding your heart in my hand While you grip my mind My bloody valentine My lovesick lust of mine I’ll give yours back to you If you give mine back to me Give mine back to me I wonder how I got here, wonder how I’m doing I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why I’m doing this I wonder how I got here, wonder how I’m doing I wonder why, I wonder why, I wonder why I’m doing this Oh right, I’m not, it’s being done to me Oh right, I’m not, it’s being done to me by my mind
8.
I keep the beat but my timing ain’t perfect I slow down when you wanna go fast I keep the beat but don’t always listen Forget lines when you say something strange I keep the beat but repeat staid patterns Play two and four when you want five and nine I keep the beat but missed the intro I start late when you have perfect time I keep the beat, I try to keep up I can’t keep up, I’m falling behind I keep the beat but can’t even hear you Your mouth moves but there are no words I keep the beat but fell off backwards You stand tall while I lay on the floor I keep the beat, I try to keep up I can’t keep up, I’m falling behind I keep the beat, I try to keep up I can’t keep up, I’m falling behind I can’t keep up, I’m falling behind I can’t keep up, I’m falling behind Falling behind I keep the beat but you know that line You wrote that line You said it a thousand times You said it like a roaring lion You said, keep in step, shape up Straighten up Listen closely You keep the beat but don’t stop to breath You fill the room with your wicked sound You keep the beat but don’t repeat it Play five and nine after two and four You keep the beat but hate the outro Wanna go back to where we started from You keep the beat but it doesn’t matter If I’m behind we are solo I keep the beat, I try to keep up I can’t keep up, I’m falling behind I keep the beat, I try to keep up I can’t keep up, I’m falling behind I keep the beat, I try to keep up I keep the beat, I try to keep up I keep the beat, I try to keep up I can’t keep up, I’m falling behind
9.
It’s a competition on a silent TV Between the hype machine and the animal needs When the latter’s met, the soap plays In the monkey brain and on the screen It’s time to leave And return to earth by tearing it down The millionth attempt to figure it out By reading the sun and asking why The easiest path is always drowned out By the loudest voice When you figure it out (just figure it out) You’ll be out of breath (just figure it out) Just wish you could die (just figure it out) Without regret If the hammer hit the wrong nail And the screen crumbled while the music played Would the past still ring louder than truth Or would you tune it out and See more clearly than you do Make love to the future Fuck the past Turn the ringing down Turn it off Gotta think about him now Gotta think about him now Gotta think about us Just figure it out. Just figure it out When you figure it out (just figure it out) You’ll be out of breath (just figure it out) Just wish you could die (just figure it out) Without regret Just figure it out That’s all I’m asking of you Just figure it out Before time slips away Just figure it out That’s all I’m asking of you Just figure it out That’s all I’m asking of you Just figure it out Before time slips away Just figure it out That’s all I’m asking of you
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Bubble Made Imagination is the recording project of Columbus, OH native, Andy Dunfee, who brings a DIY attitude to his music, aiming to strike a balance between raw simplicity and artsy complexity, between catchy melody and the strain of reality.

His latest work is the 10-track album, Thomas Henry Huxley. On Thomas Henry Huxley, Andy teamed up with producer and mixing/mastering engineer, Jon Fintel (Snarls, She Bears), and drummer, Aaron Bishara (The Floorwalkers, Doc Robinson), to create a more aggressive and polished collection of tunes with a very 2020 spin on existential dread.

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released December 10, 2020

Written by Andy Dunfee
Produced by Andy Dunfee and Jon Fintel
Mixed and Mastered by Jon Fintel
at Relay Recording, Columbus, OH.

Recorded in Andy's home studio in Columbus, OH.
Additional tracking in Aaron’s guest bedroom, Marysville, OH; in Amy and Seth’s kitchen, Pittsburgh, PA; and at Relay Recording, Columbus, OH.

Andy Dunfee: guitars, bass, keys, vocals, and drums on 5, 6, 8
Aaron Bishara: drums on 1, 2, 3, 4, 7, 9, 10
Jon Fintel: additional vocals on 5, 6, 7
Cristina Crimaldi: additional vocals on 8, 9
Amy Portenlanger: additional vocals on 9
Seth Portenlanger: additional vocals on 9

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Hi, I’m Andy, I make rock music in my home studio whenever time allows. I’m a child of the eighties, learned guitar in the nineties, mimicked the writing of indie rock in the early aughts, and have been winging it ever since. I have a DIY attitude and philosophy to make what I want to hear, do best with what I’ve got and treat each song as a time capsule. ... more

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