We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

The Man At The Table

from Portraits by a Singer of Songs

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      €1 EUR  or more

     

  • Limited Edition of handmade wooden boxes, includes download code for digital album, booklet with 10 stories written by a Singer of Songs and 9 cards designed by Celia Arcos.
    ships out within 5 days
    Purchasable with gift card

      €15 EUR or more 

     

  • Edición Limitada de cajas de madera hecha a mano. Incluye código de descarga de disco digital, librito con 10 historias escritas por a Singer of Songs y 9 postales diseñadas por Celia Arcos.
    ships out within 5 days
    Purchasable with gift card

      €15 EUR or more 

     

  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 8 a Singer of Songs releases available on Bandcamp and save 25%.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Portraits, Fading, From Hello to Goodbye, There Is A Home For You, The corner I seek is a place where no one meets (outtakes, rarities, & shy recordings), Little Notes, Old Happiness, and I dig for gold. , and , .

    Purchasable with gift card

      €30 EUR or more (25% OFF)

     

about

The Man At The Table is a man I once saw sitting at a table. This song is about him.

lyrics

I am the man at the table
I wear an old suit without labels
My old guitar bothers the waiter
My coins in neat piles on the table
My eyes on the yellow page
The same words I’ve read for ages
About the mellow man
Who sat down when everyone ran

Many have called me unstable
They say I am lost in a fable
Ambition makes such blurry pictures
It gnaws away at your convictions
Now the only things I really need
Are the sun, a place to sit, a tree
The only thing I really want
Is silence before the hunt
I’m many tiny bits
That don’t always seem to fit
Tied together by a thread
A small breeze can tear me to shreds

I’m nowhere, I’m home
I’m nowhere home
I’m nowhere, I’m home

I walk out and still have no label
My coins in the hand of the waiter
You didn’t even notice I faded
‘Cause I was just a man at a table

credits

from Portraits, released October 4, 2019

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

a Singer of Songs Barcelona

I sing songs in the bathroom. In packed and empty venues. In gardens, sheds and churches. Once in a weird Finnish gym and also in the oldest house in Switzerland. On a boat and in a bus and in a horse farm. In noisy Italian bars and spookily silent Belgian rooms. On my own and with people.
I sing songs and if you want, you can listen.
... more

contact / help

Contact a Singer of Songs

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this track or account

a Singer of Songs recommends:

If you like a Singer of Songs, you may also like: