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Almost Dying
02:43
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don't think twice about breathing, the same water in you will knock you down, and like the still bird lying on the pavement, almost dying, the setting sun'll look you in the eye.
and under my feet there's a beat sinking into the street. and then i'm lying there like the dead bird on the ground - that's too far down
and my mind gets stuck and i keep saying things'll change. its energy digging its roots in me
i'm freezing cold and awake
i'm breathing in everything that i can take but there's something new - just out of reach
buried in a pile of all the things i never said
now it's pounded tight by my sinking fist
i'm closing my eyes but only getting an inch
she said it over and over, not gonna say it again
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My Love
04:07
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there's a spider in the hole where the tune escapes
where it's formless before it comes to be.
isn't it dry to be happy by calculating how to function functionally? larger constructs taste so bitter but there are no words with which to better watch all my faces pour, hard as i try, onto the floor,
and wrench itself into something nicer
love, it ain't the truth
it only makes it harder to
feel the heat and flood of holding in dreams of stranger warmth that barely pass in silence
how i wanted to be kind to those quiet eyes, a shame that we both knew
i could've done it there on the sidewalk, of course i stopped. it's hard to remember what's actually important sometimes
how i wanted to be kind to that closing door but dread crept in too soon.
a person not a story, help me find my hands in this dream,
let me guard myself to sleep,
before it flips like a coin planet.
a person not a ghost, we all leave imprints in our wake, could be i tread too deeply in the sand
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No Fire
02:53
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i know i'm not thinking all of the time
i think all the time, i know it's no use, it's no use.
friendships that breeze are fine, they validate, with faithfulness proved in oral displays, and goodness a cultural taste.
maybe i glamorize, it's hard to stay suspended between yourself and your mind.
and then i realize these things have changed, contorted in hand, i'm passive and grey and at their mercy - my reality is lost in the race.
what they want, like fire it drives
what i want passes from sight, seems so far away
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Wild Dogs
04:44
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you're dead dust and so am i
wild dogs and eyes
so lay down every day with me
until there are no days
till then, float nowhere
sirens blowing in the wind
but i want to wake up
i wanna feel a heart beating
i'm riding round, my shoes wrecked down
on the ground, slowing down
broken down for a minute
kicked around, gettin stretched out
i love the look on your face
when i haven't seen you in awhile
and then you come for a visit
cuz it's exactly how i feel
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