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I think I'll lay here awhile
Pool my dreams like bile
You turn your eyes in on me
I'll give you a big toothy smile
Alright I'm going away
I think I found my Treble
I push and pull the levers
My speakers shoot fire
That's how we heat eachother
The bass is tasting sour
More Obscure by the hour
A girls priced right at twenty
But you and me together are too many
Sulking at the midway store
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I don't know why you always worry
when I wake up and last night is so blurry
I may not be coherent but I still say
that your overreacting
yes I think your eyes match the hue
of the dress your mother made you
the way the strap falls off so
but only if you say so
Now you wanna sit down for a few
you wanna break up
me and you
Well I'd be more pissed about this
if I wasn't so emotionally detached
things started off so shallow
but now they've gone completely anemic
Your saying I'm sick don't come over
but come on, you can't catch a hang over
so come on in for a drink or too
we should have some time before this is through
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I want to dump yellow turpentine
Let it run down my mind
I want to feel my thoughts
Against the back of my eyes
I want to dump yellow turpentine
Let it run down my mind
I want to feel my thoughts
Against the back of my eyes
Hey
Stay
Hey
Stay
I want to climb up the tower
pull off the receiver
I wanna watch it fall
I wanna live my life with an empathetic thought at all
I want to turn it off
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Broken Window Fallacy
02:33
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t's a fact that the facts have all fallen out
so call it on over to purge the doubt
but you can't open your mind
because you can't close your mouth
so move it on forward without a parchment thought
with a heart beat unsteady your own broken clock
but you don't know where to move to cause
you don't know where to stop
and you don't know what to hold
cause you don't know what to drop
so you shuffle your feet through an empty parking lot
with all the angsty angst that soon won't be forgot
It's alright Give it Time
The feelings will fade
You'll feel warm inside
You'll feel warm inside
The point of nostalgia will bring back the youth
but the taste is unsteady a dry vermouth
and you can't get the thought stuck inside of you
so find another window maybe one without a glare
but the one to consider might have rotten hair
or a body soaked in ink
or an artistic flare
a body that wanders
but a mind that isn't there
a book of poems filled with cynical fear
loyalty to another, man who would dare
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Seasons
03:11
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I'm losing my mind
To some sort of
Instinctive uncertainty
Can you find yourself through it all
With just culture and integrity?
I just woke up
Behind the wheel
In a town I've never seen before
My mileage increased
Forecast is gray
And I'm just somewhere inbetween
I wouldn't wanna be
Besides me
How can you trust anyone
When we all change with the seasons?
A flip of the coin
Decides the end
To this routine open conversation
I'm cut and I'm dry
When I'm without information, inspiration
Only time will tell who I am
Only time will tell who I'll be
Only time will tell who I am
Only time will tell
I would not wanna be
Beside me
How can you trust anything
When we all change with the seasons?
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Yesterday and Tomorrow
04:14
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Tripping up and down your halls again
Waking up without a sense of who I am
The haze of hues brings the light in
The tin and blue block my sight
Green has lost its grip and I might
Slip back into the black for the night
I don't know
Yesterday and Tomorrow ran into each other again
They got in a fight and this time no one's going to win
The day's have spilled together and I'm waiting for it to end
The beginnings the middle and the middle is the end
Yesterday and tomorrow until we meet again
The day's have spilled together and I'm waiting for it to end
Yesterday and Tomorrow ran into each other again
They got in a fight and this time no one's going to win
It's hard to figure out what it is I'm leaning against
The lamppost, the grass, its like the back of a fan
A magnet I can't get to come
A moment I can't step away from
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Midnight in Canandaigua
04:38
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This town looks so different at Midnight
I've never seen her streets so subdued
I drove out here to remember
That's seven bucks I won't get back soon
I know you don't wanna hear it because it's so cliche
but I just wanted to tell you how much I've thrown away
and I'll admit it's unhealthy and someday I'll pay
but I just wanted to indulge myself today
walking through the front door and swearing I won't be long
unlike the man whose been them since he got back from nome
My regards to the cold wind I wanted to feel numb
but now I just want to talk to someone
I'd like to drive a little longer and listen to the static
but when am I not being over dramatic
When the lights of Lyons come into view
I'll be home asleep and can forget of you
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