The Herbalist b​/​w Intentions

by Summer Swells

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released 27 June 2014

Summer Swells: Stephen Freddo, Ben Meza, David Pinkham, Grant Himmler

All songs written and recorded by Summer Swells in The Chicken Coop.
All lyrics by David Pinkham.
"The Herbalist" mixed by David Pinkham & Summer Swells.
"Intentions" mixed by Stuart Sikes.
Mastered by Paul Gold at Salt Mastering.

Summer Swells are:
Stephen Freddo -- drums and percussion
Grant Himmler -- bass guitar
Ben Meza -- guitar and keys
David Pinkham -- vocals, guitar and keys

Additional musicians:

Jordan Marecek -- background vocals on "The Herbalist"

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Track Name: The Herbalist
I was whispering down at 6th and Comal when I ran into Hannah
and we fell into last call.
She said, "well, I barely know you but my memory is clean
and the band's still playing. We can leave without making a scene.

So we don't go home empty handed,
if you know what I mean.
Go home empty handed
with our memories clean.
Go home empty handed
like some kind of unrented limousine."

So we wandered through the door and into the road
and I said, "If you like I can sing you every song that I know."
She said, "sing me 'you'll marry a famous architect
but me, I'm going back to school to become an herbalist.'

So we don't go home empty handed,
if you know what I mean.
Go home empty handed
with our memories clean.
Go home empty handed
like some kind of unrented limousine."
Track Name: Intentions
Last night, surprised when Rachael came to our new house
I went down on her on the spare room floor.
I could feel you looking in, yeah
I could see your feet beneath the edge of the door.

You should not be surprised. You know she has those Bette Davis eyes.

You told her, "Dear, you're always welcome here, an old faded photograph
we held as a souvenir.
I'm always willing to lend an ear, sometimes
a lover here and there."

You should not be surprised, you gave her those Bette Davis eyes.

We kissed against the driver's door of your car
out in the parking lot of your favorite bar.

You told me we should both go home.
I guess we talked to much about our intentions before.

You should not be surprised. You know she has those Bette Davis eyes.

La di da.