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Figurines
04:11
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One strand of red beside the stripe in your right eye I brush away
One hand grasping for the air between itself and vertebrae
It echoes like a wave
Present: Exhibit A
I can almost feel it in my reach
Like the night that once remanded me
To the arms in which we dared to sleep
Like figurines
Stone by stone where there was never one before now piling
And am I the statue or the bird? I guess I'm now uncovering
I'll find out which is me
Present: Exhibit B
Like the life of which I dared to dream
In the nights I tried and failed to sleep
And the man I finally failed to be
Were all figurines
Cable-knit, rocks and rye
Clarity to hell within my bloodshot eyes
Waning moon, distant eyes, single sky
Never where I've been, but where I'll be
Like a virus in the blood I bleed
It never all came down to you and me
We were figurines
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2. |
Driver Driver
03:20
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Sometimes I wake up around 4am
And feel the part that's frozen on your side of the bed
And then the thought occurs and hums right through my brain:
I wonder if you're out there and you're doing the same
Driver, driver, take me westside
The better things tomorrow sings of wait on westside
Driver, driver, take me westside
The autumn scenes in all my dreams await on westside
I get tired of thinking that all that I could ask
Is somehow just beyond being barely in my grasp
So I give up on waiting, that's never worked before
And I will track each lead on any street that gets me to your door
Driver, driver, take me westside
The better things tomorrow sings of wait on westside
Driver, driver, take me westside
The autumn scenes in all my dreams await on westside
It's only miles
It's only trains and taxi cars
It's only bridges and only tunnels
Via token and metrocard
It's only time that I am racing
But it's time and time again
It's only love and only luck
That is getting me somewhere
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3. |
The Wind
04:54
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Heavy eyes and melatonin
One more night to be forgotten
Wring my hands to work the spot in
A blemish I will bear
Namaste, but not my style
No mistaking what's been offered
Fare thee well, or done be bothered
How can I forget?
You'll never understand the way they do
I can't bear the win the way you do
I can't bend the wind
Tentative and arrogant beneath a broken filament
Make your wound and peel the scab back
How can I pretend?
Play your part and fall unconscious
I'll be damned to fail my conscience
Begging you until you stop it
Cower on demand
Bang your drum and march yourself away
I can't bear the win the way you do
I can't bend the wind the way you do
I can't bear the win the way you do
I can't bend the wind
I pray nothing else goes wrong: bare it in my heart, buried in my lungs.
Say the verse, repeal the darkness
I am not a vengeful god, no
Let the circle be unbroken, swallowing it's tail
Had a dream, but then awoken
Had a thought, but then I lost it
Build my castle, cut my losses
Throw it down the stairs
Nothing else compares the way you do
I can't bear the win the way you do
I can't bend the wind the way you do
I can't bear the win the way you do
I pray nothing else goes wrong: bare it in my heart, buried in my lungs
It's not too late
I pray nothing else goes wrong
A message in my gut shot through blackened lungs: it's not too late
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4. |
Blind
04:23
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I
I've been waking
In the wrong light
The wrong light
I
I've been living
For the all night
The all night
I was blind
But now I see
Now I see
I
I've been thinking
For a long time
A long time
And I
I think I'm ready
If one time
Is for all time
I was blind
But now I see
Now I see
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5. |
Heathens
05:11
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An open window letting in live wires
That melt together with hands on fire
In walls of timber offending embers 'til they're dry
Return the rain to sky
Day for night through an open door
Refracting light that was never there before
Hands like water icing over land and wires
Where there's no smoke, no fire
Take air
Take care
Take aim on the heathen front
Take ill
Take kill
Today only we may run
We may run
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6. |
No Sound
03:59
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Ever wonder while you waited what you're waiting about?
Ever wonder while you waited what you're living without?
I'll know I finally made it when I'm barreling to the ground
And your black heart's learning to beat
But still can't make no sound
I never thought that I'd be taken by all or nothing in vow
I never thought I'd be mistaken or taken into the doubt
I'll know I finally made it when I'm barreling to the ground
And the blacktop's learning to breathe and swallowing
And I'll know I'm not mistaken when I'm listening to the sound
Of your black heart learning to beat
Ever wonder while you waited what you're waiting about?
Ever wonder why you're taking and never giving it out?
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7. |
Fast As You Can
04:19
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Receiving the message that you send
Through heavy air and watery breath
With worn out knees, wringing hands
Applying pressure 'til they start to bleed
It's not that I know
It's not that I don't
Deliver your answer from the edge
To a believer who doesn't believe that time goes on
That there's no second chance or second place
Fingers tracing only what we can see
It's not that I know,
It's not that I don't
It's not that I won't
I want to want to
Tell me where to go and I'll follow
Tell me where you go when I blink
Tell me where to go and I'll follow
Fast as you can, I'll be there
Revealing the best of my love
Fast as you can, I'll be there
Dealing the best way I know how
Modern times and old world minds
Regardless tries repeating itself
Revise the plan to environment
Every generation destroying itself
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8. |
Postcard
05:13
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Said quietly
“In winter clouds
There may not be just snow
There will be corners
Your room or on the street
With nowhere else to go
There may be phone calls
That don't even last a minute
With nothing much to say
And there'll be goodbyes
The kind that are forever
And then we'll walk away”
But no one mentions the kind of goodbyes
Where you're lost in-between
The total permanence of either scene
Where the things you know
The friends you have
Or even just this moment
Could well be the last
And in time
There will be letters
With nothing much to say
Except of things
The things that are so different
Since we parted ways
But soon in time
The letters will stop coming
Or at least not everyday
Though we promise we'll send pictures
Or meet on holidays
But tomorrow's never worthy
To walk beside the past
Not even for a moment
That's going by too fast
If you could have two more years
Or even just two more days
What would you do with time that time could not erase?
Talk about worst mistakes?
Talk about letting go?
Well, while you're talking, you've just let it get away
I offer my oldest days
No matter what it takes
Just to know back then the things I still don't know
There never is “one last time”
There's never “one last goodbye”
I won't forget you
But I'll never let you take the best parts of me when you go
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9. |
Back Of My Mind
04:52
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Gave up the ghost and he was out again
He haunted me for days this time
I wondered what that was about
When there was never any doubt
In the back of my mind
I turned the corner and found a howling wind
I turned the page and found a rose pressed inside
What's awaiting is sure to find you
What's forgotten will remind you
In the back of your mind
I will never breathe a word
In the solace I have earned
In the back of my mind
We'll always have that constellation
We'll always have that field and that sky
And we could meet up down the line
Yeah, I guess I'll see you sometime
In the back of my mind
In finding nothing left to talk about
We're better off, to better days we resign
So I toast another red
Put your memory to bed
In the back of my mind
I was nearing you at last
When the curtain hit the cast
In the back of my mind
I will never breathe a word
In the silence I have heard
In the back of my mind
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10. |
Autobiography
05:06
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I recall dead of winter
Eight years old, still an hour to dawn
I recall I was not perfect
But all was worth it on the day you were born
Your life and all you'll know
Is at once a decade gone in a blink
Or the time it takes to say “hello”
A moment lost to a choice not chosen
From a ground not frozen by the air anymore
The threads of time are a fabric tailored
I was no failure on the day you were born
Hard times and times unknown
Will go on while never pausing to think
Of their luck or if they're on their own
What does it matter at all?
And your life an all you'll know
Is at once a memory gone in the blink
Or the time it takes to say hello
I can't recall if another mountain
Or another sky had ever been before
But why look down when you can see forever?
I didn't know terror on the day you were born.
No, I didn't know terror
On the day we were born
(Hello)
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