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All Ears
03:32
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the days have grown long
you can see the light stretch thin
and i'm singing that lonesome song
that occupies my mind
so how have you been?
have you held out this whole time-
though the wind's been a sharpened knife
that grazed across your skin?
now i'm all ears
please tell me your nonsense fears
and let all those long due tears
run free
but where is my spring?
i'm cold and i'm crazy
and i hear that a brand new storm
will need a place to stay
but some fine day
the sun will be a-okay
you know i'll be kept up late
from the heat
there is a place
where you always call my name
and i slowly lose my face
softly
now i'm stuck in between
needing this silence
and fearing that lonesomeness
that breaks me before dawn
so bear with me
my heart is as weak as tea
there's no place i'd rather be
than alone with you
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2. |
Shoot Shoot
03:17
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rolled up to you
shoulda been a short trip indeed
but i took my time and time it took from me
far down the road from it all
getting kinda old, oh but i heard revenge is a song best sung cold
shoulda been a shoot shoot and roll
roll away
i've held a grudge or maybe two
but wouldn't change a thing
cept for waiting on you to make my doorbell ring
stayed much too long
shoulda been long gone and free
tried to pull off a job but a job was pulled on me
--
i've had a few in my day whose time i took
yes i read my lines exactly from the book
but you held me up at gun point
my back was turned
oh forget a woman scorned i'm a man spurned
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Honey Bee
03:33
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long for thee
oh my sweet honey bee
you bring my lips all to spring
you've planted a seed
you have met every need
now what can yours truly bring?
cause in a garden i'm useless and shy
and in love i'm tangled as vines
I long for thee
oh my sweet honey bee
but on your love can i truly rely?
in a dream i saw a spider
high upon my wall
spinning web to catch me to eat
so i turned right around
kept my wings on the ground
cause i know i'm nobody's meat
but i'm longing for love like i'm sick
but i'm flinching for some kinda trick
oh you offer your hand
but just like a man
my skin has grown oh so thick
--
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5. |
Belong to Me
03:48
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the wind bustled through my hair
where we were driving, don't know, don't care
i was glad to have made some friends
to feel a car purr and heave round bends
and the light of the sun had an ease
all yellow and long through the trees
and we parked on a slope of grass
but this does not, no it does not
belong to me
we slept in a tree in the woods
and woke when those strange birds said we should
i stumbled through a simple round maze
feeling the weight of my own sticky gaze
and the fire glowed orange at night
throwing up soot and smoke in our eyes
and the lake was suspiciously still
but this does not, no it does not
belong to me
we were poised on our bikes as on toys
peddling homeward like cold little boys
i could see myself scanning it all
as if i could keep everything i could recall
but it slipped through my hands like a rope
oh that presence that keeps us afloat
and i chase down these but in vain
because they do, no they do not
belong to me
in the night after having our fill
i held you so close until
i felt a seed of that fear, yes i know
you'dve held on and never let go
so faced with this naked fear
i let it go, let all disappear
but i'll hold on now so long
so that you will
belong to me
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6. |
It Could Be Worse
04:03
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woke up in bed, nearly 3am
thunderstorm brewing broke my REM
million little things part of one big curse
but god forbid it could be worse
its stacked against me like a house of cards
its always watching me like prison guards
but i got my baby, and she comes first
so god forbid it could be worse
it could worse, oh god forbid it could be worse
try to find the silver lining in these clouds
try to see the souls in these angry crowds
try to fill my heart before i die of thirst
but god forbid it could be worse
--
i'd like to sleep with you all morning
and keep these covers covered shut
and leave the world all to its burning
and break myself free of this rut
--
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7. |
Home at Last
01:55
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8. |
Wounds
04:55
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when we opened up all my wounds again
i felt it burn where the blade had been
still i need to know
she didn't know what her words meant
but they drilled a hole in my firmament
and i heard them all
am i free to go?
when she found my room, all in a daze
i made her cringe in a thousand ways
but i was so alone
am i free to go?
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Music Box
00:46
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10. |
Blood
06:06
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every so often i
get a feeling down in my wretched bones
i'll see a fine set of teeth
set of skin and bones and flesh all flowing blood
and i'd like to see her blood all flowing red, oh no
the only thing i regret
is i'm the one who's letting this take hold of me
i'm the one who comes out late at night
the one who stares out silently from in my skull
and i'd like to see her blood all flowing red, oh no
...
when you're sleepy
from such a long week i will
lay by softly and breathe in your peace
there's a smile brewing on my lips for you
as you speak out nonsense from your dreams
where i've written myself into the margins
and you read through these new lines in full faith with due form
and i'm moved by you steadfast on a small boat where i'm so fast
just to be free from the world where i feel shame to lead you
to a fresh one where I am he who you see when you see me
so let not these nightmares
disturb your soft slumber
they're all bone and no heart
they're all talk and no start
they're all coal and no steam
they're all rock and no stream
every so often i get a feeling down in my wretched bones
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