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Eternal Summer
02:10
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now, thinking about it, i am an engineer / having layered on my grief since the twilight of last year / every rising story is reaching out to you / just to topple under weight of an unrelenting truth / that you’re six months into the hardest year of your life / and i’m six months into the hardest year of my life / living in this city can sometimes get you down / knowing you can’t catch a falling leaf that’s resting on the ground / and in my way i’ve come to know how circumstances go / in these fleeting years of youth, in this age of half assed truths / now you’re six months into the hardest year of your life / and i’m six months into the hardest year of my life / and we’re swimming upriver at the faintest glint of light / and we’re trying to find a way, but i don’t believe we might
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Preservation
01:59
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last night, i let the notes ring truer than they had / since the break / shallow breathing, two distinctly different feelings / we were guarded as the walls fell in / and i still think about you every time a red truck passes through / so it goes, longing to do more than fade in your rearview / neatly trembling down princess on a final farewell landmark concert tour / we were guarded as the walls fell in / now i’m just one of the guys to you / now i’m just one of the guys to you, now / daisies on a slender sill / though wilting, hold the sunlight still / in chinatown, the tower hangs / confused and rebuilt again / such crippled, cliched messages / do little to ease my mind / looking back through time / for something i was never meant to find / peace of mind / i’m just one of the guys to you now / i’m just one of the guys to you / i wear this kind of disguise for you / now i’m just one of the guys to you, now / last night, i let the notes ring truer than they had / since the break
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Spring
02:29
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when springtime sets, she’ll have to go / far away from where the elms grow / watch her fall and leave her post / where my country ends in coast / take us back to that cab ride / those hard pressed maritime nights / sipping on a change in the season / choking down all her reasons / when summer shines, you’ll see her rush / deep into that backwoods brush / turn her backs on all of us / and we’ll pretend to do the same / take us back to that cab ride / those hard pressed maritime nights / and leave her in the tow of a great dane / lose her in a place of feral change / place me in the throes of the may twilight / holding off june with all of my might / take us back to that cab ride / those hard pressed maritime nights / sipping on a change in the season / choking down all her reasons / in the tow of a great dane / lose her in a place of feral change / place me in the throes of the may twilight / holding off june with all of my might
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(by owen ashworth) some news on you from a friend / you’re in charlotte again / teaching spanish at high school / he said you’re going by joy / you cut your hair like a boy / and you don’t talk to your old friends / well i found that picture from before the fight / we’re in natural light / and you’re sitting on my lap like everything’s alright / i’ve walked around with you on my mind / with names we used at the time / you know i’ve changed myself since then / thought on things that we did / like, what if we’d had the kid / i guess he’d be fifteen / i found that picture from before the fight / we’re in natural light / and you’re sitting on my lap like everything’s alright / well i found that picture from before the fight / we’re in natural light / and you’re sitting on my lap like everything’s alright
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Technicolor
02:14
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i’ve been smoking things a lot / a lot of things, and all i’ve got / are crises of faith / and a sudden lack of self restraint / but i don’t wanna go there anyway / i won’t do that / and when you can’t look back / it’s a long drive off a high dive and then you get down / and crumble into little bits / unsure of what you want from it / less sure there’s one thing you can get / to make this all less persistent / i don’t wanna go there anyway / just not today / or any day / it’s a long drive off a high dive and then you get down / technicolor dreams and train smoke bleed into everything i do / and i forgot to mention how vacuous intentions led me straight to you / though i never followed through / put this weighty skin, these bones to use / use each bit to trace / the particles, bits of good / in me and time and space i would / i don’t wanna go there anyway / just not today / or any day / it’s a long drive off a high dive and then you get down / it’s a quick flip and a short flip until you drown
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Garden
03:45
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seeing clearly for the first time since this time last year / letting go of changes i never would, never would have / these days i don’t want to write these songs / these days, i just want to sing along // static on the line, another city in my mind / where ocean winds prevailed and two weary nations failed / as everything you missed became a calculated risk / that dwindled as the days drug on and rusted in an early thaw / everything you missed became a calculated risk / barely made it through the winter, never knowing what to make of it / did my best to resurrect, then tried and failed hard to forget / now i don’t know what happens next / meet me in the precipice / leave me in your garden or watch me go / help me find a way to make this grow / i will not give up this / oh, i am resolved to love this / fractured as it may appear / in current state of ill repair / where everything seems strange to me and i don’t know what i could be / so i focus on forgettery, then detest whatever’s left of me / leave me in your garden or watch me go / help me find a way to make this grow
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