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XERXES - Grinstead
02:30
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To the guardrail, to what end?
The tires slipped on Shelby turning towards Broadway and I thought of you then like I think of the rain like I think of getting carried away like too drunk to drive straight. And I’m alone with the lie right now, been alone for a while, and the past has half a mind to give chase. So, here I am, wildly running away, because I don’t know how to say all that I’ve got to say.
Wish there was something to say
To the on-ramp, to the highway, to the distance, to this end.
I hear the sirens following me, and I don’t pick up the phone. Money’s tight and I’ve got nowhere to turn. And I don’t know where you are. Where have you gone? Why did you go?
Is the sun too close? Is the air too heavy? Is this damp pavement spinning your tires too? Because I thought of you today and I knew not to, was pulling the trash out to the dumpster and I caught myself with a wandering heart and a sky-high brain and ankle deep in the slop and the mud and the wet-socked truth, the ruined shoes, the last fucking time, the point I’m not getting.
Its been weeks of this, staying convinced that things will fall into place, but all that falls is this December rain, too warm to drape a fitting sheet over this past year’s face. It makes my teeth grind, it makes my jaw strain, like there’s something I need to say but the incessant wheeze, the rattle of death behind my shallow breath is always caught in the way.
Until there’s nothing to say.
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carnist - Crosses
02:37
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Grovel low on bended knee
Giving in willingly
Hopeless, the scriptures speak in
Vulgar vowels and syllables
Shackles forged of parables
These are binding words
Empty margins the vacant lot
to annotate a life
We are weighted down
We stumble on empty claims
Alibis for atrocious deeds
And yet we never falter [off course]
Kneel down on bended knee
Giving in willingly
Hopeless,the scriptures speak in
Vulgar vowels and syllables
Eyes that steal innocence
The sorcery of piety
Cruelty finds a recipient
In the hearts of some
Your Gods, your temple serves
Their minds are hung on crosses
The valley runs with the blood
Of all who enter here
Your Gods, your temple serves
Their minds are strung on crosses
Strung zealous with wilful torpor
From their very own parapets
Your Gods are living stone
Weight of compacted dirt
Peaks now men at arms
The sentries of the sky
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Just leave me here
I dont wanna be alone here in this world
All here by myself
Just leave us here
And wave goodbye
To the past of what we once knew
Searching for a sign since the distance seems so bright
Searching for a sign
The distance, seems so bright
Leave us here
Alone to ourselves
They've chased us around
Lies for an eye
Leave us here
Alone to ourselves
Along with our past
Dear family and beloved friends
I will seek my own sun now
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ASTPAI - 2000 Pills
02:03
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Outright uncertainty
die in fear!
Embrace the solitude
live in fear!
Import patience and trust.
life's disease!
Import the air I breathe.
silence me!
I hate everything I see!
please kill me!
My mind and my body are diseased!
please kill me!
I hate you...
I love you...
Please love me...
Van - de - lay!
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After the Fall - Wrong
02:37
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We’re all wrong. And it won’t take too long, until we’re stuck in the middle of dead end streets, broken down and beaten up. We can’t clean up this mess. We can’t save ourselves, when our selfish acts will always prevent us from moving forward or getting ahead. While you were keeping score, I was looking for a way out. Another time, another place where we’d have what we want. But it seems we’ve gone too far and our race has been run. Out of time and it’s too late to undo what’s been done. I hope you had your fun.
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Ellipser - Luau
04:05
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Some TV tonight
You don’t say I don’t stand too close
Because I never learned how to act right.
You’ll go looking for an excuse
To feel sad or confused
When all you want to do is let them all feel abuse.
You take a letter, take an I, take an S
From a stupid sentence and I’m not impressed.
You take a person that’s so well dressed
And I will feel violent because I feel violent all the time inside of me.
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Depressed and happy
Saddness in joy
We are footprints in sand
Here to stay now I live
Here to stay now I leave
Believe me I have tried
To lose this blood taste in my mouth
There is nothing in this place
that can make it go away
I dream of lights at the end
of the tunnel that only fades away
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Old Gray - Wolves
03:46
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Cam, Charlie, Raph, Nick, Jon: I’ve been digging a grave with the parts of my brain that still work. They’re burying me with my dead dreams, my dead dreams.
Cam: I still feel a heart that's beating but I can't feel love, I still feel a life inside me but I feel no blood. I still clench my teeth and I pull out my hair; my skin and bones are bare. I've been living with the weight of the world and the moon and the stars, burning in my eyes. I haven't seen clear in 19 years; will you please save my life?
Cam, Charlie, Raph, Nick, Jon: I’ve been digging a grave with the parts of my brain that still work. They’re burying me with my dead dreams, my dead dreams.
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