"Nothing to See Here"

Haven’t posted anything in a while, so in the midst of larger projects I recorded this fun little guitar song by Amber Rubarth.

If you’re on a slow internet connection, you might want to download the audio instead.

I love Amber’s ability to tell full stories in her songs; this one’s actually rather light on that, but it also shows another skill of hers: running several thoughts and sentences up one after another. Enjoy!


There ain’t nothing to see here
See I just wiped my finger clean right under the rug
And there’s nothing to know my dear
Sometimes a heart stops beating just because
You know us humans are the only ones obsessing over searching for meaning and silly signs and such
But there’s nothing to see here
It’s just a common case of disappearing love

I’m sorry I didn’t call you
See this last week my head’s been real clouded up
Yeah I was dealing with some strong, strong bleach
I scrubbed the floors and man the stains were tough
And I think that the chemicals got to my brain ’cause I’ve been feeling a little bit woozy and numb,
but nothing else is going on here
I’m sorry but I’ve gotta run

I think I’m losing reception,
I’m losing connection with the music and the spirits and the stars above
and I’ve been missing my family, let’s go back to Colorado,
we’ll go back to that mountain where you bought that mug.
Maybe that’s all we need, I wish you were here
’cause all this time and all of this distance is sure getting tough.

No it’s not what you think dear,
she isn’t anything for you to worry about.
No, she ain’t nothing to me, listen here,
just a girl I ran into when I was out.
And you’ve gotta trust me ’cause I’m telling the truth and I’m saying it clear and I’m saying it loud. There ain’t nothing to see here,
it’s just a common case of disappearing love.

I think I’m losing reception,
I’m losing connection with the music and the spirits and the stars above
and I’ve been missing my family, let’s go back to Colorado,
we’ll go back to that mountain where you bought that mug.
Maybe that’s all we need, I wish you were here
’cause all this time and all of this distance is sure getting tough.

Lyrics courtesy of SongLyrics.

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