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Song for a Sagittarius
04:30
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When I wake up in the morning, your voice is the song stuck in my head
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Slip Away
01:24
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yawa pils uoy tel reven ll'I, thgit os smra ni uoy gnidloh no peek ll'I
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Pumpkin Eater
06:10
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Time is a strict and subtle teacher as she sticks, as she drains you like a leech
Mama, I try not to forget that boy inside but he is fading out of reach
And he cries for what's become of the parts that are his sum, casting shadows in low light
I sleep without rest
I can't settle my sinking chest
I can't cast aside this guilt that binds at night
But it's just dead weight, just an anchor better left to sink once severed
Can't you feel me tugging at your sleeve?
Can't you feel me at all?
Can't you see me stumble at your feet?
Can't you see me at all?
The satellite drifts through empty space that holds no gift of forever - just its curse
When the winter sun sets, you will rest your weary head and forget that son that burned you first
Cause he's just dead weight, just an anchor better left to sink once severed
I speak through all the sinners as another, as a lesson lost
I speak through all the cheaters, the frauds, the liars, and still my desires hold
If I could, I would bleed myself dry on some stage just to know I'd leave a stain
If I could have my way, I would break your faith
For both our sakes, I cast you off
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Girl
03:01
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So it seems I must be outside my mind again
but I won't be tied to my deeds again
Cause I've been trying to put away all the sleepy demons in your head
But that's not me with sunken eyes inside the mirror
That's not me clawing at your bedroom door
Girl, don't shame your mama just to please her bastard sons
We could lay on the grass and watch the space pass
And I won't move my hands
But I'll be slinking off somewhere so warm and wet
Climbing trees
Lying lion snapping teeth above your knees
Cause I've been trying to put away all the sunshine voices in your bed
But that's not me with flowers on your mattress
That's not me
My plastic cups are spilling over
Girl don't shame your mama, and I won't be a bastard son
We could lay on the grass and watch the space pass
And I won't move my hands
That's not me
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Jade
06:33
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...and then my eyes were gone
Spring had stolen my sight and left me blind in constant night
And a light that came on fast burned out bright,
and blistered my skin
Now I don't know how I'll ever find my way
Come and say you'll cast away all the haze that fogs my eyes
I was alone but never aware
Never at home under my roof or in my skin
I'm just beginning now to see
Open my eyes,
and if your sun shines twice as bright, I'll stay outside of your light
You'll see my shadow turn away
And then my words were gone
Summer stole my tongue and left me mute long before you ever left me lost for words
If you stay still, the heart quietly kills
Now I don't know how I'll ever feel alive since you came and stole away my peace, my heart, my mind
(Jade, I am not a strong man. But I can carry any weight that holds you down.)
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Spring Cleaning
03:38
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Work with me just this once, and I will see you through
Don't waste your time on me
Through the trials, through the years, another knot to undo
Don't waste your heart on me
Take all your beauty and save it for a real man,
a champion
A child I will remain
A child's eye is blind to your pain
You were all the things that I was never meant to know, never meant to show
But maybe I was born to break you, and set all your songbirds out
That's not me
That's not me opening your door
That's not me lying on your floor
That's not me brushing back your hair
That's not me, I'm not there
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