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the teething aisle

by chorus house

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1.
In A Truce 04:12
I guess we tried to get rid of part of us It was night and it tasted alright You finally felt forged I finally felt lord You never pulled and i never pulled but we both pushed Like a knife in the yard trying to mark our way home and that's who you thought about when i skidded on the drive you liked it all too much I liked you all too much I forgot how to heal you never heal that's alright we need a program, that smoke was raining taking lend from lady darkly you never chose me I lied down gratefully But god a back is just a back and i can smell your throat Making my children fold taking stabs at the sulk backs alone, backs alone you never thought about the lines across my blinds It was a chest too deep It was a century i forgot how to swim You never thin that's alright I know more about your legs than the ways of freezing a kind of second to the way you speak You finally blushed more I finally tore and tore you counted doors and i pained the charioted horse with my urgency squints trying to leave my own mark i am low i never thought about the way you spin and spin in me You felt like everyone I loved you more than once You make them small And me small that's alright
2.
Broken Backs 01:18
3.
You're centered to what you borrowed from me And in a truce you do borrow from me Am i becoming who i thought i saw in the mirror all of those years ago? cause when you monkey from my ribs, i'm a deer and then i monk the bumps Can I be a wreck and can i be young? Raise your seam and show the sleet on it The little bit of paint was just the back room leaned on You laughed and i fit and fit off man pulled me from my shoes and took me to the place where my molars were formed and i tampered with them riding on the bull's back knotting her legs those bends in the light were perfect motion I was larger than it, trying to live in it yielded letters to periods it was swan-centric water baby said 'I've never hung from the ceiling for anyone' i whispered to you that i travel like the sun i put my arm in your sleeve and felt nothing you put yours in mine and pulled out a ring i woke up finally and my body had been shaven and then i monk the bumps
4.
That Space 03:32
That space to know you I really didn't know you never will there be a slower hand than mine I went from a man to a chill and now no words Three noises, got no words How aren't you even words? I forgot the word for legs as the waves hit let us slow down in grass stagger forth out of contact out of fear of her own eyes i stagger too much serious companion, who's white? I'm tracing out a red line Be safe, come on and trim the top of all your lifts The constant movement of a child and the star swells But this week has been a shift and it blew me down hunting comets with a younger twin and i'm probably never coming out of your iron Because you put a bar on it am i then a formal garden? I'm tracing out a red line I don't want to be an aeon I just want a filthy sleep pattern God i say and then i'm back to water and i know i'm real to stand in
5.
i saw you there probably hope you stepped on your thistle be less sensitive I lost count of my steps my jaw locked nicely in your eyesight tiles broke when i forgot the brush and in my rare aisle i eye the carvings on the wall i stopped because that's what you would do be less sensitive
6.
A lot of seats And maybe i'm downtown it does it all for you Come and wink I have to run all and out With dungeon on your head it does it all for you Come on babe I need to sit at home eyes out I took that line and made the rest her binding Tonight i leave eyes out You hid them deep in you You made it deep in you Days that wake A lot of seats days don't take broken backs it's not a fucking joke you don't look at me Dance and pig and you're back to the wall I know life To be a little more is to be a little more Tonight my beak smelt sour All of them are spinning, all of them are cheeks
7.
I ran my inner through the lord it was an olive earned and in place was the lips of my other I ran my bones right through your rilles and in the morning nothing felt But i could tell i was less like a child You make the stoplights go out they heal our slaving I tacked up every little tomb from the royal garden's bloom and i pinned up the heat with an offer You make the balcony shake I peeled off all my phases it's in my back please stay caught in a drift this is a warning I can be more than what you've found when i was pulled out of his mouth In the calm of your bathe in the water She made you tuck in all your clothes And you ran through the yard to show That the men were as dull as the prospect I watched the lines becoming light and i swore that you saw me hide In the back of the room on fire
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Hands in the bite Like a day in the cycle You know i've been down but that bleed looks okay on your teeth where tall and dim is paling you that hole in your side has a mother's grin you have small ankles i don't want you to fall day, save me from holding you wrong Baby i'm not the killed and that man looked at me wrong eagle wanted to pick you up and maybe throw you around a little but you have small ankles and i don't want you to fault but baby shook and i'm a knife away and it's nice to be a migrant for the day day, save me from holding you wrong

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released November 17, 2011

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