1. |
Way You Brush
03:00
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i don't ask off in the morning
i don't get caught with my boredom
when i slip in your mouth it's rosy
and i used to flick it often
business to spread it often
oh but when you bend your back to me and say you're hot
well then i pull you back and say
baby,
i need to pick you up in a hurry
i'll try not to go early, don't worry
but when we duck out, i just can't wait
don't worry about it this time i feel a little runny
i'm tired and i'm born to lie a little
i don't want to pray
but i get high for a minute
if i die a little i'll be dying next to you a little like you wanted me to
i saw it all go black
i saw the bag lift
but the bears smell it here, i'll be lucky to scrape it off
i don't want pity this morning
i just want Panic in the forst slurring
i'll be dying out loud, god i'm loney
and i use a bent down faucet
that's telling me you better stop it
but i can't push your back now
i'm just okay
now it's just the first to find the fire
a,
i'm sorry for the violence and fury
and the talking
and the lord i carry
but when we duck out, i just can't wait
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2. |
The Silence Above
04:00
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you're a tall boy
you always have been and always will be
i rubbed a little woman
i took you wrong
i took you for all you could be
i took a little thumb
wash your hands and feel thoughts rushing
i caught my glove inside of the chipping
and the shoes just sit in the corner
dying on the couch, my little plaster saint
time tricks the ferris wheel to make us tired
reaching our longer than eyes stretching ocean views
Keep on living where miners fear
So dark that it’s home
jumble keys inside of city lights
to get so crowded and lone
Get up baby and sing your songs, I’ve been singing them all day long
You take a lover to call your own
Make you stumble in chills
tall boys on the failing banks
gonna leave you just so
Get up man I know you’re home, digging holes in your palms
i saw my way bright
tall boy, alright
i'm kicking down the ladder
that's not your ladder
you know your love is lit up like the fire in a howl
and now you're wet
go and grab something soft
softer than the lock
softer than the silence above
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3. |
White Face Has A Drip
05:00
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i'm leaving alone stone, i'm here to stay
this is not a storm this is a dance
you'll feel right up here on my little arms
there's a baby and a savior and a fawn
or just a bruise on your arm
maybe i'll stay slumped in the start
i love you my little arms, buried inside gardens
you and me we do the craziest things
like run low and rip scarves one by one
i'm living through a scratch I can crawl in and out of
i can make love even out of myself
and i will throw when you touch my collar
so come on now, don't touch my collar
was taking light out worth it?
you're still banking on this car lamp
because the ones who know how to have it wild
were never really white
or caught in the line
oh god, we are birthing just to be awake
oh my arms are falling in to a clasp
we like turning alone
what's left of bailing it out?
i saw you walking
i love the same, even when i've had too much
and in this light i've had a lot
here, grace is like an island where i'd like to be dying
it's not hard to be a man
but it's hard to sleep and wake alone
i took the keys off of the counter and counted them one by one
i know it's hard inside, it's hard inside me too
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4. |
You'll See Your Eyes Bag
06:00
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it is so nice that you are here
and I let the oldest king pull you out
i finally pulled you out
this message makes me fall asleep
inside the sweetest thing
pull me out
the accolade's not fine here
all of this balladry is finally out numbered
and then baby please just stand on my toes
i'm not scared of the porch
i'm not good at the ice
it feels right to peel the colors off of a stomach
and to let them back down a river
all of the lucky ones pick up sticks
tolerate fast the tape in the days
please just let me hermit
it is so nice that you are here
and I let the oldest king pull you out
i finally pulled you out
i learned that from being alive
you pity the penny with a filed down eye
from being alive
to being a minor man in a hocked ballerina's box
the glass on your back
and to tell the difference between just a seam or an opening
to realize tonight is to realize i'm fine
and to realize i'm fine is to deepen all of the lights
take long
long live her
never long live her
i grew up in a trough that i made for myself
i was made easy early on, goddamn
and i was goddamned
when i traded light to be a man
i got caught with a rise in my hand
i realized it tonight
that it shouldn't have taken much for me to stand
or to affiliate the foot with a woman who can dance
fight the other side
i have seen how black a bind with him can be
or maybe we could just talk a little and then go to bed
i watch my lover in the morning stand
when i know that i cannot stand
i'm sorry for not being stronger
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5. |
Back Down In Winder
07:00
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felt your way below
i know you want to go
i can't know you like a miner knows you
we are all in to the daughter
now i blame the lightness i have on you
and i know i shouldn't
just when i start praising, you start burning
you keep catching me in my little
in a spirit, i fear it
and i fear you
when the soldiers come out of my skull to report
no we can't align
or stand atop this road
we can't align
in a spirit, i fear it
but i am almost out of my youth
and out of their use
just be mine tonight
like the lake was
just be mine tonight
even if we can't align
we sacked the car into a lamp
remember when we could love each other?
the firewood is going to love him
i weighed you down with the coins from the closet
i'm not perverse near the cluster
oh but when i'm alone we can't align
or stand atop this road
just be mine tonight
so i can say to you
touch my back like you used to do
i got shot by the tightest wind
and i wasn't harmed because you were there
you're fine to run accross the top of this building
so that we can align
to follow me would lie you down
and to lie you down would make you dream
you're what I wrote inside my leg
there are creaks in the morning
i've been still in my sleep
and i'm tired of moaning
don't be upset with me
i feel my lean being slowed
talking is fine for some stones
i'll leave your lighthouse alone
give the man your name
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6. |
Like Watching Pipework
06:00
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take the longest way
carry your squints in a sack
and walk to the offering
and when the wooden wall splits
hopefully i'll see you and hopefully you'll be wearing
another man's shirt
or a cloud
but the wall won't split
if we are both leaning in the same spot
i'll swing a chair around while i wait
and the legs will go flying off in to the neighbor's yard
and they'll stand up to monument how patient i am
put the holly in a fostered tin
bake the honey and just pile it in
you're teaching me about violence
you tell me to fight lightly
to be what I invented
Don't mock the spirits by opening the shades
or guessing where you will end up
leave the melon on the counter
and that red bench on your porch
i knocked over that stack of books when i left
you like to listen to adults
a great deal
and i'll be calm as i watch you with another man
why would i stare into a lamp that didn't glow yellow?
i'll throw myself in to the naked man
and i'll stand up to monument the sparseness in bloom
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7. |
You Can't See Straight
05:00
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to the valley who can't see straight
from the piss inside the wood's split
i will be thinking of you seizing
we drove to map out all of our problems
the chicken is breathing on the carpet
i always think about you leaving
who ran the tire through my blood work?
now i can't find out how these men work
i'll sleep with you instead of me now
now i can see why i could love you
open the case with the yellow threads
my head swells today
to the valley where you keep my face
this is after you leave me
i keep yours in plastic bag
tally up all the sons i met
i like my baby to fly
but the fight is a little bit better tonight
the might is weakening
don't double up my stare
time is lying opening
how did you get so good at loving all of these fascinations?
open the door before you know how
running and running like you just can't hold out
to the valley where you keep my face
get your own lilacs
you gain from the ground
tally up how many times you've called this love
and tally up how many time you've called his bluff
i like my baby to fly
but the fight is a little bit better tonight
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8. |
This Is A Dance
04:00
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pull the gun on the rhododendrons
cause the lowest blow is a reflection
that's why i'm just pushing my laugh around
i'm just sitting here, early in the early morning
learned a thumb could rip open tired hands
and i have really tired hands
i got to know you from the back of your limbs
through the games of dawn
men cannot replace the men who wrapped the tables
and you like that
as if you made a rug, i walked around the battles
and the man hanging in the lamp's glow
i found a new damp wall, and honey was the dirt flung
out from my home
men cannot lose trace when lending out a razor
and you like that
pull the gun on the rhododendrons
flipping dominoes through your knuckles
and cutting height notches in the warmth
i'm just sitting here, early in the early morning
and the only thing i can forgive
is the back of my throat
dropping bells to the floor
your thoughts thought they could be someone else
cause the lowest blow is a reflection
that's why i'm just pushing my laugh around
i'm just sitting here, early in the early morning
save a man alone for me
i cannot believe i'm out two knees
i'll tear the can when i leave
i locked the black stuff out
you made me call you a lady
but i'm a string
while you're just dragged around
who knew being alone could rip open tired hands
and i have yet to even dance
i've gotten really low
but i am feeling alright
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9. |
Love In The Halls
03:00
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there is no love like the love in the halls
i like to whisper slowly to the mark i made
and never leave
leave you alone
i don't want to wait
and with that little bit of black in my blood
i will watch you get dressed
singing you the calls of service
interrupting all your squirming
and you look back at me because that's the back of me
i've got a little bit of fire
i've gotten bites all over my windshield
i don't want to give you up just by moonlight
slates get bent so that they can't move
you know you can't clothe my lover
she stays awake when light comes down on her
i'm not saying i taught her to be sick
i ran my hand through the basket
no you can't clothe my woman she's too hard on herself
and i can punch like thought wants me to punch
a, i saw the end
where you were water and a thumb
and i was clay
and god it hurt my heart
so please tell end that i am not going to moon tonight
i can't feel a wind blow open
because you are my blue
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