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A Lot Like Sand
04:54
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Where Thoughts Break
03:27
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you were right.
in this thickened swamp, we wade
for the longest time.
its hard not to feel this way.
its like my body begins taking root
in an all to familiar room.
letting my leaves die
from isolation between myself
and this comforting terrain.
there are much bigger things
to worry for.
but, who would want to wait for them?
id push and id pull
just to hear you say my name
so loud
and have it resonate far below
in a landscape to repeat itself
in black and white and before my time.
they'd say its not possible
but i still
repeat repeat.
id grab and gasp for air.
its gotta mean more for me.
this means everything .
like something came over me.
i ran away willingly
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i am just your neighbor
theres nothing more to say than that
could it keep me from falling off, december?
could it keep me from
ever...
coming back?
will i stop these walls from spinning?
will the wind stop pushing back?
are we all some sort of magnets?
will you and i ever react?
the world will
see you for who you are.
a jester about your own design.
and finally, they will sing
i identify with him.
and if this is impending doom,
how will you make it out this time?
and i will be there to sing,
i identify with him.
will i ever be someone?
will i ever be that someone?
will that someone move around?
noises off.
will i have room to change?
am i falling for the sunlight on my ceiling?
is this all that remains?
is this impending doom?
i am just a lonely pair of eyes
with clouds between you and i.
and if the world were to cross out my name
id scream back, "nothing will ever turn me away."
but i still long for the courage,
though ill never make it out this time.
and if this is impending doom,
im convinced you'll find me.
find me.
a lonely pair of eyes.
facing a glass eye and breaking.
and if this is impending doom,
they should choose to turn away.
now my own heart,
has left without me.
and i cant find it.
and the whole world,
is laughing at me.
and i cant fight back.
the world will sing of me.
dont turn away from what you see
it will be hard at first, but i'll
be king of daytime reflections and fiction
so now, nothing can keep us away
if this is impending doom,
you should all be ashamed.
if this is impending doom,
you should all feel so bad.
(if this is impending doom,
you'll never make it out this time
if this is impending doom,
id identify with him.)
a lonely pair of eyes.
to separate this body.
you'll all have to learn,
somehow.
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When Light Bends
07:13
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whats sad is
ill be forced to read this book forever.
but the upside is
my version has a better ending.
if only you could see what I'm reading.
if only you could read what I'm seeing.
in my mind, we're all better beings for this.
if i could climb
from the depths of this concluding lens.
and become tangible again.
I'd pause.
its hard to say if this really it
its hard to say thats this is everyone I've ever known
its best that im to keep a firm grip
for them
for them.
but, they didn't
bother to extend their hands at all
they didn't
bother to break through
to me.
since light would bend
I'd fail to mend this deaf ear
to the ever waking world
that crushed
whom you swore,
regardless,
would love (you).
hope is the rope
pulling me to you.
and love is the rope
that keeps you here.
at some point,
you'll quit singing this song.
ill vanish
piece by piece.
you were somewhere else
where the conscious seemed dormant
(but) i was by myself again
i was apart.
you were gone
before i could free up the current.
before the sky could dilate again.
may these sailing winds
shine on you.
may it guide you
your way home.
may the north star
point you straight ahead
heading straight forward.
its the strength i love
that surrounds us now.
because he's leaving
he is spreading.
everywhere.
to everyone.
your world is flat now
like the river bed.
some things will never bend
and you're better off.
you're better off
you're better off
i wanna see you smile for always.
a continuum
in this conduit.
you're better off.
from the depths of these dreams
ill climb up for you.
till your bones
meet your flesh again,
ill sing this song.
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