1. |
slipped past below
03:18
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feel it for a moment in my lungs
ice has formed, crystals
filling up a passage way
a narrow, daring, escape
breathing can be hard
when it's all so beautiful
it's all so beautiful
why should i try to get out?
would i care if i lost my way, if i lost my way?
a future is a daunting task
and we are all so scared of that
feel it for a moment in my lungs
a passage way closed off
too narrow for a future
yet still i breathe again
and i don’t even care
it's all so beautiful
this place is so beautiful
i knew that i’d save myself
in the distance
a lake has frozen
thick enough to save you
but you can walk, you can run
if you so choose to
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2. |
into bits and pieces
03:22
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burns
into my eyelids
i don’t see what i want to
so i don't see anything
at all
if it falls
into my hands
i'm confident i'd drop it
my calluses have no grip
at all
im not
ready for
what i
was working towards
if i
disappear
i'll be
right here
if you need me
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3. |
vast solid spaces
03:08
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this is something about satellites
with no luck
how do i get out of
this one?
it's moving off, fast again
a small dot, seemingly never fit in
hold up a solemn hand and reach out
cut it off and ask yourself
why do i, why do we
never float off, seemingly they drift above
with no problems
something always right
when the sky is fading
displaying something you
never knew was there at all
something always right
yet forgetful and fading
this is something about looking up
from under the water
how do i get out of
this one?
inability and indecision are
exactly what i need to drown myself
looking up we ask
why do i, why do we
care at all about what we care about
drifting off the satellites
are always forgetful and fading
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4. |
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they shuffle in
the day has passed
again
they look around
solemn grin
spreads itself
why would i
care at all?
why would i
worry so?
they walk by us
night has passed
again
we look around
solemn grin
ends itself
losing feeling
they said
you’re healing
i believe them
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5. |
subtly darkening deeps
03:02
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always
looking up at things i’ve known
never had nobody to
tell me
which way that i should go
i don’t want to hear them any more
it always intrigues me
how i ever thought that i would
be who you knew me to be
wrote it in a poem and threw it out
they’re believing in something else
they’re believing in something else
they’re believing in something else
they don’t know nothing about
always
reaching into nothingness
never had nobody to
stop me
which is why i try my best
no i’ll never fear nothing
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6. |
young pioneers
01:57
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I don’t think I got this
anymore than you do
and all the situations
they’ll burn us to the ground
I don’t think i got this
or is it in the bag?
you’re boarding up the windows
a view is all you had
so hold on to it all now
i will do it quickly
i will bring it all here
so what you need from me?
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7. |
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treading lightly
on the stairs they have woken
all around
up in arms
there's a light
it's here, waiting
glimmering brightly
yet there's always second plans
backs breaking
far away
cracks in the floorboards
melodies when you’re leaving
yet you cannot go too far
you’re hardly moving
perhaps what you see
isn’t what you need
we all have our reasons
for disappearing
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8. |
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something in the dead of night
moves about
i think i’ve found it in myself
if i had a way to help you
i would
but i can't can i?
but i can't can i?
but i can't can i?
you’re the only one
who can help yourself
you’ll be fine in time
turn to yourself
you don’t need nobody else
something in the way of hope
moves about
i think you’ve found it in yourself
if you had a way to help me
you would
but you can't can you?
but you can't can you?
but you can't can you?
I’m the only one
who can help myself
I’m sorry
for what they do to you
over-worked and tired
you ought to go home
but thats not an option is it
we all work ourselves to the bone
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9. |
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all the furniture is gone now
carried down the back stairwell
to be shipped off and sold out
but still, this room will never be empty
it holds too much sentiment
and memory
if these walls could make sound
they would be a symphony
we would all gather round
listen to our lives played out
for better or worse
all the floorboards, they said
they watch the ceiling
instead of thinking about anything
i do the same
sleep soundly in a new bed
with better views of an outside
looking in it's no surprise
you’ve found yourself in the floorboards
scratched up, it's not your fault
this happens with age and time
a way to say goodbye
to be quite honest
it's all just the same
different places
speaking the same names
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10. |
he has visions too
02:58
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you left it in the window sill
drift around and drift till it's done
it's fallen by the easels side
no ones done nothing for no one
at least not here
fallen from the top floor
comes crashing, bits and pieces
like picking up solid glass
no sound but a sharp endeavor
they can hold it real fragile
crush dreams and ruin souls
no use in putting things together
they just tear apart
at least not here
despite ourselves
we find we’re hardy moving
we try so much
rewards are small inclusions
we give so much
i think i’ve lost all my limbs
no sadness here
tell myself i’ll grow as i would...
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