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lonely lives
04:36
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i cant say i miss innocence
but i can say i've missed everyday since
seems nostalgia will kill me last
it is empty in a world without the past
death will come the lonely lives will grieve
death will come, i'll finally get some sleep
those smells that haunt forever and the music played
alaska wind of october, oh the music made
the sounds of billy joel every day i played
minecraft oh seas where calmer back in the day
spent summer on the road, spent summer in chicago
if i miss only two years ago, i can't imagine growing old
if a week ago seems that long, maybe i am living wrong
there is nothing lonelier than a microwave
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2. |
at the bottom of the sea
03:29
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3. |
try it
03:39
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i need a place
to put a bed
i need a spot
to lay my head
the bed is ruined
the sheets are soiled
the pillows firm
the image spoiled
don't run around screaming
your honor
don't slam your gavel too soon
your honor
when was the last time
you shut the door
when will you learn that
we could dig through the floor
you know we like to sleep here
in filthy sheets
we don't care if they're even clean
don't run around screaming
your honor
put that hammer down
get out of town
you won't deny it
when you come back and try it
you can;t make me paint my fingernails black
don't make me paint my fingernails black
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4. |
out of line
05:45
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i will make you pay for your sins
tossing memories in the bin
take a number and stand in line
the confessions don't take much time
give me strength, give me hope
holy mother, holy ghost
i will make you pay for my sins
take me to a place i've never been
you keep saying you're doing fine
but i'm standing net to you waiting in line
give me strength, give me regret
give me that so i'll never forget
give me anger, give me something
give me anything that's worth loving
i am not ready to die with it
i am not ready to go down
i am not ready but the guilt is heavy, wing unsteady
lungs are full, the currents pull gets stronger, quicker everyday
the sound of every crashing wave puts me into a whirling haze
takes me back where i've been before, but i don't want to go anymore
i will make me pay for my sins
i will go and cut off all my limbs
take a number and stand in line
the confessions don't take much time
give me strength, give me a sign
give me a reason to get out of line
everyone has once been in
but no one's ever reached the end
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5. |
listen
06:21
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each beautiful body from wiggly fish swim in and out look for life, may they search in the wrong place
from tubes and spouts and switches and levers, each pump of blood carry one part to another and so
each time that breathe and whatever we eat we should coat our tongue with the flavor of miracles,
everyday wishing for some sort of miracle, but were tied up in prison with constraints to make us feel bad about our thoughts.
if each beautiful body scraped together, a spark would for, lives would start, everyone's happy again
let it in, let it live, inside your skull where gates remain open and options are oceans oh
you can't ignore
i've seen films that promote and films that engage and people who say it's all about age well guess what. you felt it too.
oh the curves and the limbs they all have a purpose, a well oiled machine, it runs for everything
everything and anything, searching for meaning, maybe we'll find it, maybe we'll feel it
oh the birds and the bees, the flies and the snakes, the mushrooms and mollusks and penguins and snails they know, they know
so put an ear up to your brain and you'll hear, it's speaking strait to you and you don;t want to miss it so listen
you can't ignore
denial
your in denial
denial
your in denial
but soon you will be free
and here w are one month later is seems that everything went so fast like a dream
but no dream i've had has been so bizarre, in no dream i've had, had i gotten so far
i hope this last verse isn't too long, i hope it doesn't change the tone of the song
eventually every last word will get written and then the only thing left to do will be listen
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out of sight
out of mind
out of breath and
out of time
this unused clock
on the wall
this dusty calendar
in the hall
give me room
let me drown
waste the days
spinning down
plugging holes
putting off
nothing more
we're taking off
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lonely eyes
05:52
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with all your life
or all you have left
take your time
look into my eyes
with all your might
can i take your time
for my lonely life
look into my eyes
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9. |
lonely times
02:37
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back in the day we would ride our bikes
back in the day we would play with knives
back in the day we would plagiarize
i remember breaking staples on the desk
i tried to tell the truth, i tried to do my best
but what was it all worth
back in the day we would go online
back in the day we would take our time
where did it all go
sitting at my desk alone
(is there someone there?)
sitting in class on my phone
(is there anyone there?)
spent my time waiting fir a bit
(is there something there?)
when i could always go and find it
i never wore a helmet they just get in the way
i never thought these choices would effect me today
but did they matter at all?
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10. |
aerophobia
19:37
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i never bought my ticket
i never checked any bags
i was never scared i would miss it
i never ordered that cab
i wish my fears where understandable
as i board and sit down
this plane is not landable
but this plane is off the ground
here in the room you grew up
it's just how you left it
you take your stuff and back out
not letting go
wiping off the dust when you break down
to tears
when these changing seas start to roll
your hanging on
that's when you pot the cracks in the hull
not letting go
but soon you are adrift and alone
and lost all you've ever known
i think it's time to go home
you know you needed a boat
yo know you had to stay afloat
treading water isn't as easy at it seems
you never realized to float you had to give up all your dreams
can't follow the wake of another soul
did we find a home
did we make it our own
why do you feel so
and you're not alone
at least not anymore
i think it's time to go home
you got caught, waiting on the side of the road
go be, be free
step on the gum, stuck to the side of the road
you're stuck, can;t move, just scrape it off the bottom of your shoe
each bump waiting for you in the middle of the road
keep driving, keep driving
don't stop, don't stop at the fork in the road
after all, overall, you don't even know where you want to go
suddenly, first class seems like a dream
so subtly, take a glimpse at anything
the cabin's packed, the doors are sealed
all that stands between is a half inch of steel
like you didn't have dreams too
so what am i supposed to do?
make a contribution to society?
no, i don't owe him anything
suddenly, the wings fall off
so tenderly, so fragile so soft
we are all now southern bound
soon enough we will be sinking down
will you find me?
or will i find you?
if you are next would you
please grab a fresh breath
take me home
open these eyes, let me see
would you swim down?
should i swim up?
meet in the middle
i'm alone down here
at the bottom of the sea
where you'll never find me
we found a home
but why do we feel so alone?
these flight attendants suck
just give me my peanuts and shut up
as we burst into flames
shooting thought the sky
a water landing
we are on the wrong flight
a breeding ground
but the love is running out
we're going down
we're done with having doubt
if we can't be
in a different town
i cannot see
whats the point of floating around
we might never crash
you might never pass
just come down here
and swallow your fear
i guess i'm scared
to tell the truth
look into my eyes
with all your life
we are running out of time
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11. |
washed up
03:29
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if i ever reach the end
you will k ow just where i've been
if i ever see the light of day
if the sunlight ever finds it's way
one last song
that lasts too long
one last life
better get it right
just one life
everyone will die
(or wash up on the shore)
this is how i spend my time
(this lonely life)
this is how i send my time
(trying to try)
this is how i spend my time
(getting out of line)
this is how i spent my time
(i don't have a heart, but trying to listen to mine)
this is how you spent your time
(you can't take it back)
this is how you spent your time
(you can't take it back)
such a waste of time
such a waste of time
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zack scribner Seldovia, Alaska
20y/o noise maker from seldovia, alaska
residing in portland, oregon
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