1. |
Sugared Conceits
03:19
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Sugared Conceits (song 1)
Spread out on the table
Diagrams and maps
Time’s running out
We’ve gotta move fast
Richie’s in a foul one
Something to do with a bet
I’m just here for the money
What would you expect
Every upturned bolder
Every sugared conceit
Laid bare for all to see
Piled there in a heap
Richie’s got the cars keys
I’ve grabbed the bags
Frank’s pouring gasoline
Empty bottles and rags
Outside in the night air
I can start to breathe
I’m always amazed
How it burns so easy
How no one sees me
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2. |
Blinking Vacancy
03:30
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Blinking Vacancy Sign (song 2)
When I left you
Sprawled out on the bed
I kept replaying
Everything you said
Two years in the slammer
Should have set me straight
When someone dangles a carrot
I don’t hesitate
I picture you in the window
Face lit so sweet
Blinking vacancy sign
From across the street
Drinking that tea
Brushing your hair
Your god damn dog
Asleep on the chair
Hope I know I’m doing this for us
Everything I do is never enough
Count the times I’ve promised to concede
In the end it’s never me
Wait there for me
Suspend your disbelief
Hold your breath
I’ll be back in a week
Don’t you listen
To what those people say
I’m here for the long haul
I’ll never walk away
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3. |
Butterflies Inside
02:23
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Butterflies Inside
Head in the clouds
I don’t notice the little things
A brand new haircut
Wedding rings
So when he hits the lights
I’m so surprised
foot to the floorboard
Butterflies inside
I pull away
As the sirens scream
Roll down the window
Throw the gun in the trees
Then I pull off the highway
Kill the lights
I’ve always imagined
Hiking at night
Running through the woods
I hear the dogs behind me
I know a place
They’ll never find me
Heart in my throat
Listening to the quiet
My mind is a stone
I’ve decided
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4. |
Naming These Stars
05:44
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Naming These Stars
My eyes adjusted to the darkness and things began to emerge in the evening air I didn’t know were there. I was watching the water and the way it slid over the rocks so easily. So fluidly, I guess. I imagined the shapes they were to begin with and how the flow had softened it all so. Smoothed the rough edges into comforting curves and angles. There was moss underneath me like a soft quilt handed down through generations and I wanted to sleep but my heart was still beating to the pulse of the crickets all around. They seemed so loud and sharp and thin next to the low, steady thump in my ears. I closed my eyes to the night
Hope tonight I’m the way water moves
Hope tonight I’m a cloud across the sky
I’m the chill in the air and the breath you inhale
Hope tonight I hope you’ll abide
I tried to take it all in; to let it wash over me and soften my edges.
Laying on my back looking to the trees, the clouds would part occasionally to reveal a sliver of moon and some planet or other. Hope would know the names, I never paid much attention to such things but tonight I wanted to know. I wanted to see everything, to blow the clouds free from the sky like sneezing on a table full of coke but the little infrequent glimpses had to be enough for right now. I listened for the sound of voices or dogs or helicopters, anything that might stand out in the quiet of the night
Hope tonight are you naming these stars
Hope tonight there are things in the wind
And there’s something that smells like a horse
Hope tonight I hope you’ll begin
It was only ever natural noises filling my head. My pulse slowed and my body cooled in the thin October air. I wished I could crawl inside the moss and into the earth, to become a part of everything around me and I realized how disconnected I felt and how disconnected we all were. How impossibly busy and distracted I always felt and how I wished to slow it all down. I thought of the budist who could that; who could slow down their pulse and just breathe.
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5. |
I Could Hold the World
06:10
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I Could Hold the World
Parked under an Elm tree No one says a thing
Watching the houses Frank starts whistling
The sun falls like an egg And the lights come on
Blue glow of the tv sets The silhouette of a mom
And I don’t believe it I don’t believe in it any more
Why can’t I remember Being so young
Without all the stupid things That I’ve done
Was there even a moment was there ever a chance
I could hold the world in these calloused hands
I don’t believe it I don’t believe in it any more
I don’t believe it I don’t believe in it any more
Frank stays in the car watches for the cops
Me and Richie sneak around back then he stops
A light comes on kitchen and I see the man
Head out the window with a flashlight in his hand
And we run
Every little thing I say gets in the way
But I’m ready to start again I wanna believe
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6. |
It Remains to Be Seen
05:34
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It Remains to be Seen
Pulled off the highway Turned into a Texaco
Richie went for snacks I filled the tank with a credit card
I need a bath I need a cigarette I wouldn’t ask
Watching sparrows circle Land up in a sycamore
All stretched in a line Where they were before
I look for meaning search for a purpose It remains to be seen
Kid on a roof top Shooting a bb gun
Mom swings on a swing set Smoking her blunt
The billboard’s is pealing You can barely see
A man holding bread Smiling stupidly
Then I hear a gun shot Richie runs like a stuck pig
Frank starts the car up And the tires spin
Kid on the roof With his mouth agape
Drops his bb gun and starts to shake
His mom is screaming And I hear Frank laugh
Richie slumped in the back seat hands at his side
Puts on his glasses says its way to bright
Just fucking warn us is it really so hard
I turn around and see he’s covered in blood
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7. |
Our Peculiar Hell
03:27
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Our Peculiar Hell
I’m absolved of this
They pushed me to an edge
It’s like an artery pulsing
Surging in your head
Feels like the pressure’s building inside
I think you know I’m justified
There’s nothing wrong with me
That a drink couldn’t fix
But you said you’re tired of
Road tested tricks
Feels like the pressure’s building inside
I think you know I’m justified
I’ve been denied for so long
I don’t know what I’m owed
It starts to get real beard
A week out on the road
I know I’ll find my way back home
To that cheap motel
With enough to bust of free
Of our peculiar hell
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8. |
Back and Forth
02:59
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Back and Forth
You saw the monsters in the park
Waiting in shadows after dark
You say I’m never gonna change
It’s like the blood inside these veins
If there is anything I’ve learned
You can get used being burned
And all the money that it takes
You say the world makes you afraid
Putting out my cigarette
Doing my best just to forget
I think the bats are making rounds
Such an evocative sound
You used to let your leg hair grow
I used to take you out to shows
There was these easy back and forth
I guess that all things run their course
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9. |
Used to Being Burned
03:45
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Used to Being Burned
I saw the monsters in the park
Waiting in the shadows after dark
You say I’m never gonna change
I walked myself through the rain
If there is anything I’ve learned
You can get used being burned
And all the money that it takes
You see the moon and you’re afraid
Putting out my cigarette
Doing what I can to forget
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10. |
Ours to Keep
02:24
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Ours to Keep
Screw these fucks
I’m on my own again
There’s nothing wrong with me
I just play pretend
Hope I’m coming home
I’m already gone
Fuck this shit
I’m tired of this
These aren’t my people
I’m running with
Hope I’m coming home
I’m already gone
I’ll sneak away
While they’re asleep
Take all the money
It’s ours to keep
Hope I’m coming home
I’m already gone
I’m gone already gone
Wait for me
I know you’ll wait for me
We’ve been through everything
There’s too much history
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11. |
Outro
01:59
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