1. |
still life
03:05
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I still can’t tell where to walk when someone else is near
Or if this branch can hold our weight,
Or make sense of anything.
Now that I’m at home
I can be alone.
Running through notes,
Pages stuck on how to cope
Peeling away five years
Bent, break
If it mattered anyways
Now that i’m at home,
I can be alone.
Everyone else is gone.
I can be alone.
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2. |
lush
02:19
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Laying in blue mist,
Drifting out at 2 a.m.
Sinking into lush
I forgot I fell asleep
I can’t see past the trees,
I can’t see past the trees,
Past the trees.
Drifting out as they wave me back to sleep.
Brief clarity,
The rich sun.
Pencils in my first tattoo,
Clearly you laugh,
But I can’t see past the trees,
Past the trees.
Drifting out as they wave me back to sleep.
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3. |
in mirror
02:43
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I’m fading.
My friends are losing their hue.
Shades of discontent.
When we drink it in,
Forgot to hate our skin.
Forget to remember we’re fading.
I fell asleep at the sunrise,
I can’t be that person anymore.
I can tell that it’s not right,
That I can’t be that person anymore.
I agree
With what you’re saying
But not how you said it
I can’t see the end
Or where this began
The difference you’re making.
I fell asleep at the sunrise,
I can’t be that person anymore.
I can tell that it’s not right,
That I can’t be that person anymore.
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4. |
morning glory
03:49
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We were home,
And you were always building up
Another resurrection
Weeks in bed, arms out, head hung
Do you believe me?
I’m always more fragile than you,
Shaking in bed you’re saddled with empathy
My head’s a mess.
Climbing vines reclaiming everything,
I’ve explained myself like this before,
I know that I’m wrong but now you’re dirt,
Do you believe me?
I’m always more fragile than you,
Shaking in bed you’re saddled with empathy
I’m never home anymore
I’m never home anymore
I’m never home anymore
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5. |
unfamiliar sound
03:53
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It’s worth saying that I would do anything for you,
Lines of white, washed in ink.
A past mistake made new again,
The sort of thing you’d do.
Said you meant it,
Why’d you do that to you?
Said you meant it,
I guess you meant that too.
Eyes rimmed, fingers spread.
Reading something nice,
Someone wrote about you
And you wonder where they are now?
Said you meant it,
Why’d you do that to you?
Said you meant it,
I guess you meant that too.
It’s a sad sigh.
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6. |
little explosions
04:21
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We lit it and you ran
Down the winding path you’ve never been to since.
Half-awake all the time
I never feel like me when your lips are moving.
“Why do you have to be so suicidal?”
(half awake)
So suicidal?
(half awake)
Remember when we were
Laughing, pulling skin stuck to leather?
Half-awake all the time
I never feel like me when you lips are moving
“Why do you have to be so suicidal?”
(half awake)
So suicidal?
(half awake)
Breathing in to taste my second morning
Since the last time I slept.
Do I look convincing yet?
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