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Fingertips
02:11
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Why don't you and I head back inside?
'Cause it's just far too hot in our city of lies
Why don't you and I just talk for awhile?
Forget all what's outside
The liars and cheats will pay for all their crimes
Why don't you and I fall fast asleep?
So we're pulled off from our cloud by falling in your dream
Why don't you ever let your hair down?
I don't think that it's a mess
I'll run it through my fingertips.
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Tired of Goodbyes
05:07
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Years ago I was a simple soul
There was no emptiness, no care for the world
Now that I'm older worry has taken hold
And uncertainty speaks with the loudest roar
If I wouldn't worry, 'cause what good is that for
I wouldn't be hurting, not anymore
Friends stay in touch but they're now miles away
The bond is just as strong but it's just not the same
I knew just what I had, lost pieces of puzzle
Now I'm a broken down car and I'm disassembled
I hope they're happy and that they stay strong
I hope they're happy 'cause they're better off
This life feels empty with two more lives gone
I could say that I miss them but it won't bring them back home
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Leave Me Alone
03:08
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Why can't we just make life easier or turn things around?
Not be disappointing and make mama proud
Could you do one thing for me and just shut your mouth?
'Cause the words that you speak are reminding me how
This world is kind but only to few
It's not kind to me but only to you
You still have hope for me that I know I don't
By reminding me that I can't call her my own
Leave me alone, leave me alone
You ask why I gave up but you'll never know
Leave me alone, leave me alone
No need to be optimistic to find good in life
When mine's been killing me softly with the passing of time
A forgotten memory in the back in my mind
That returns solely to kill any love that I find
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Doors
04:18
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You'll open a door to find nothing in it
You'll pour her a glass in hopes she'll stay one more minute
You'll take back all of your things when she asks you to leave
You'll say "I hope you have a nice life, sorry I was naive".
You'll come back to the place where you parted ways
The only thing left is the glass underneath are the stains
Nothing here is yours, just an empty room
Now only the door is what you keep coming back to
*The "whispering meadows" was an (appropriate) inside joke with a friend. I forgot that was in there.
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Happy
05:23
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You've made a mess again
You swear you'll clean up and try to pretend
That you feel at home
That you feel at home
You wrote off all your ends
You lie and write her name on your eyelids
Is that good enough?
Is that good enough?
You worry about every little thing
Soon you'll never escape
You try to fit into every single space
Eventually you will suffocate
You wait
You grow old
You'll starve
Dinner's getting cold
Did you slip up when you tried
Making amends for once in your life?
Did it work out?
Did it work out?
Lost luck in your own defense
Driving down your own dividends
Are you happy now?
Please be happy
A shadow of what you used to be
Your words have found their rest
After all these years you've finally
Found her as a silhouette
Are you happy?
Please be happy
Are you happy?
Please be happy
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Isabella
05:41
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Fourth of July under moonlight
Plastic and wires light up the sky
The smell of the smoke out by the lake
Never knew why we stopped going, I miss that place
Well the lake's drying out but we still got the house
Isabella, why won't you cry?
Bring us back your waters with tears that bring you life
You always wait in winter and rivers flow in spring
Won't you bring us back your waters when spring arrives again?
Drought hits the town and you're drying up
Your shoreline slides down where your waters once touched
Branches that pierce right through your wake
Show your old city beneath your young waves
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Three Words
04:28
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(One of the first songs I wrote)
Letting the skin uncover the lenses we call eyes
Don't we all feel that it's sometimes pointless to get out
Out of the soft security we call our beds and
Into a world that screws us over because it can
Don't we all wish that we could all live like an open window
Be open enough so that we could be read like a children's' book
Instead we lock up so no one can read our true selves
Rewrite the chapters to become what everyone else wants
Don't we all try to make it alright with the words we say
When we should just shut our mouths rather than try to fix them to make one stay
We lie through our teeth as if experimenting as a last resort
The final retort is nothing more than that three word phrase
Those words will never sound as sweet
As the first time they were said to me
But it never tastes as bittersweet
When I swallow them down
What have I done to me?
Never thought it'd be so poisoning
I require all your sympathies
I need them now
These words could you now please repeat
I promise it won't mean a thing
It's not so hard there's only three
Let them escape from your mouth
What have I done to me?
I am nothing of what I swore to be
I have only made my own disease
And I fall apart
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