1. |
Intro
02:17
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ding dong ding dong chee chee ooh
I am no good
at understanding
what im doing
in the darkest places i could find a multitude of reasons
i could drink this down and die
forget sunlight in spite of everyone i love
oh are you going?
please don't go
your cigarettes and dandelions
have caught the sight of kids inside
whose mothers couldn't help but lie
to shield them from what they'll realize one
early morning comes
the sun is peaking in
and im not dead yet
stumble towards
the lake and glaze
my monuments are unobstructed
left out sitting in the rain
the way you change along the car ride
yes it's strange
to spend our days
sitting down
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2. |
Autumn Waves
04:26
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pumpkin shade
the many ways to wake up
wading into autumn waves
they're in love
wasting all eachother's time
thinking of
the different ways to live their lives
oooo
turtle's shamed
each incident he misbehaves
within his cage
we were young
ankle deep in severed ties
dreaming of
the different ways we'd lose our minds
oooo
when you sleep, among the leaves
yes I know you'll run away
in a world full of love
i can't see it anywhere
i can't see it anywhere
in a world full of love
i can see it everywhere
i can see it everywhere
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3. |
Eyes
01:19
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4. |
Ephemeral
04:56
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if you try to, hold on to
every little thing you've called your own
any day now, any day now
things'll get old and whither away
even though wind cant stop the pull
haulin us down where we've been stood
this town, cover your mouth when you howl
as long as we are reassured
content being misunderstood
the time it takes, to get home
i know, it'll change, it'll change
it'll change
doctor says theres something wrong
i wish we could just move on
spider sits and eats her food
did u ever discern verisimilitude?
the time it takes, to get home
i know, it'll change, it'll change
it'll change
and if i
and if i
and if i
and if i
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5. |
Floats
05:01
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crows are leaving town
they quit their bands just to float around
in tunnels to seek
vacant virtues baked in ease
finding standing there
padding puddles with twigs of mulberry trees
as the arsons flee the scene
when you wanted like i do
it was a grand deluse
holding onto bread till you get home
you must've wasted some
with a silver knife,
they chopped up waves just to hear the sound of muscles, of work
straining noodles through the dirt
i oughta get some rest
in the mountains
voodoo templates
blacks and yellows
complacent gold
i can taste it
limbs unfolded
swept up and
called "myoho"
even in the snow
it'll grow
if i could comprehend
it's made up by a man
kevin shaved his head
everyone is dead
drinking tulip soup
where were you?
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6. |
Cow Thoughts
05:08
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*words*
left the winter inside behind
always focused in their made up mind
sky and river wild on the run
tanning hides in the plastic sun
we sat down and we sweat it out
peering through the lids of sauerkraut
wild orchids dangle in the woods
rig a line through the floors if you could
you never go home
even when you wanted to
feeling so dull
she scatters seeds like she sanding clouds
yelling loud with a taped up mouth
i heard in bed, the sounds outside
getting nervous while they're getting high
i would taste it if i could
hungry mouths in the neighborhood
in an instant our clothes our off
we've said a lot but we never talk
you never go home
even when you wanted to
feeling so dull
never understanding you
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