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Dead Weight
04:57
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it must be the strain of the aging day. causing decay and our ends to fray. i've put in the work, i've punched in and out. a pattern has formed between the crust and the core. i'm stuck on the stage and every word i say. sends you away, i wish you would stay. but i'm forced to shrug and suffocate my lungs. with cigarette smoke, the dead weight tends to choke. and we can't come back down. so we stay the same. we've been force-fed. and it is far from okay. wasteful and sinful like criminals, behaving this way. we'll never save time for ourselves. selfish and full of it now its the same old story. subject to change. you can't remain on a single page. for more than shake, its for your own sake. and people can mend the most broken bones. while you look away, its such a shame. i've faced routine and it seems secure. all of the while, i needed more. i'll stick around just long enough to hear you say. "son, you know, that its the things you don't do that come back to you." consider it done, that my attention's too short. it spans way across your plastic smile. constructed by the things you own. stare beyond the face, unfocused and tame. lose yourself enough to forget your name. we never expected that somewhere along we'd get lost. we never expected that somewhere along we'd get lost. treasure these words. when you can't speak. and all child in you is gone. i'll stick around just long enough to hear you say...
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Heavy Hands
05:02
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there's a smile that shines. and it burns our hearts only to find. its aim is not straight. and i've had my doubts. that the conversation is about. your heavy hands. wasting all the afternoon. playing tricks and telling lies. i hope you've had a good time. underneath and within. you are concrete covered in skin. and you can't be warmed. and the commas in your life are never-ending. wasting all the afternoon. playing tricks and telling lies. i hope you've had a good time. i know it seems a lot like love. but everyone's lost their minds. soaking up your life. i know it seems a lot like love. but everyone's lost their minds. soaking up your life. are you ready to be tagged and dragged along? the rumble of a fight. long lost before it's dawn. there's a smile that shines. and it burns our hearts only to find. it's not for us. there's a smile that shines. and it burns our hearts only to find. we're out of luck
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Say Uncle
04:54
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we sent a letter of our encouragement. it's so hard, too bad it turned out this way. oh who would have known. forget the advice i gave to you. so it seems, i didn't know what i meant yeah. and it's no surprise, it's no surprise. get out, get out, get under. you'll never know the reasons why. you try, you're trying too hard. the evangelist is at your door. you need, you need convincing. and i won't be there to show support. some sort of elevation. well i hope it works out. we climb over the hills to incorporate. and ensure some travel in all our lives. we'll never see it all. polluting the air with memories that now seem so strong. i'm fooling myself to death. get out, get out, get under. you'll never know the reasons why. you try, you're trying too hard. the evangelist is at your door. you need, you need convincing. and i won't be there to show support. some sort of elevation. i told you to stay, you got carried away. somewhere else where confidence is unfamiliar. to run away or to relocate. somewhere so predictable we shouldn't be surprised. we couldn't keep it to ourselves. you've got awful direction. get out, get out, get under. you try, you're trying too hard. the evangelist is at your door. you need, you need convincing. and i won't be there to show support. some sort of elevation. no its not safe, no its not safe to stay. turning back is not an option. sell yourself a better life out west. cos you're bored and thats alright
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Head To Toe
04:53
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slowly describe it to me. cos its nothing like i've ever seen. oh how we've made plans to be free. peace in this time of disease. is almost impossible. please don't disagree. this plane has to leave. i'm green with belief that i'll always be stuck here. fatigue lies under my eyes and i wonder. if we can ever begin to recover. fatigue lies under my eyes and i don't know why. claiming a season as mine. constantly checking the time. i don't belong in this social design. why do i still feel the need. a habit of planting a seed. i should just secure my feet on the floor. i'm green with belief that i'll always be stuck here. fatigue lies under my eyes and i wonder. if we can ever begin to recover. fatigue lies under my eyes and i don't know why. its so easy now to forget how things turn out on your own. fatigue lies under my eyes and i wonder. if we can ever begin to recover. fatigue lies under my eyes and i don't know why. head to toe, head to toe
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Clear The Dust
03:23
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clear the dust for us. light our path. warm our souls
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Stay Awake Stay Alive
05:38
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mixing music with misery is not safe. it is the color of night and the reason we can't ignore. I'm not familiar with clarity but I'm fine. the subtle ring in my ears like crickets and dial tones. I'm getting the hang of this. they're sending signals through bass hits that shake me. but I won't stand. and I know it's always the same. and I could be happier. and i know it's always the same. and things could be different. and i know it's always the same. and i could be happier. it's slowing me down. don't insult my intelligence, its not right. i'm surrounded by hip dancing liars and cheap liqueur. please turn all the house lights on. i really mean to be getting on my way. but the clapping and shouting becomes overbearingly high. and i know it's always the same. and things could be different. and i know it's always the same. and i could be happier. and i know it's always the same. and things could be different. and i could be happier. stay awake, stay alive. mistakes never happen if you never try. there's always a passion worth all your time. and i know that i could be happier. and i know that i could be happier
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