1. |
The Same Asylum
06:36
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Burnt a hole into my barstool
Waiting for your glance
Limbs for days out in The parlor
You literally asked me to dance
My legs were shaking
Tide was pulling
Full moon waxing in that room
With our motorkissing
Smokeless windows
Mirror image
Sober fools
Coming to find you in that place
Wanted something I could replace
You know yourself, the way it happens
We sought the same asylum
We’ll practice perfect
Making circles
Tracing patterns ‘round our pad
A year and four months
Surging hormones
Happy hour
And breaking sad
This and more while
Still adoring
Fire roaring
In that room
Airborne virus
Heavy eyelids
Mirror ball
in centrifuge
Coming to find you in that place
Wanted something I could replace
You know yourself, the way it happens
We sought the same asylum
The signal struggles, a moth against my palm
Not quite night, not the day that I’d envisioned
Synapses firing on your command
Man, I was wide asleep now I’m drifting.
The padded celebrations kept me sane
The feeling coming then felt arriving
Witness this kiss as this kiss witnesses us
Embrace the feeling
Yeah you know yourself.
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2. |
Goodbye & Goodluck
03:37
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Robbing robin eggs nestled in the nest
Walking on eggshells talking like I’m
doing my best, best at bad first impressions
Was worse at long standing ovations
Ah yeah, I guess you knew that
Ah yeah, I can’t control it
Green with jealousy
Got me red in the face
Aren’t you glad you gleaned some saving grace?
A new way, sustain a sanitary smile
Pass on each offer just to stand by
Ah yeah, I need a retrial
Ah yeah, teeth greet a weak smile
If you’ve waited then you’ve wasted your time
I’m singing ‘cus I’m sorry tonight
I am not the one you should love
Goodbye & goodluck.
If you’ve waited then you’ve wasted your time
I’m singing ‘cus I’m sorry tonight
I am not the one you should love
Goodbye & goodluck.
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3. |
Out Like a Light
04:36
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wake up
wish you were her
Mouth closed
facing the door
i was out like a light
when i stayed up all night
filling the void
with an earful of noise
you waste my time
i do not mind
i’ll get it back
wake up
i’ve laid in again
can’t stand
the weight of my sin
i was out like a light
got as thin as a rail
the traditional fool
in a personal hell
i waste your time
wasted all mine
the doors of hell are locked from the inside
Locked from the inside
Locked from the inside
Locked from the inside
i had a dream
horses screaming
floor to ceiling
heads were flailing
knuckles white on
the steering wheel
what did they want
guess i was out like a light
Out like a light
Out like a light
I was out like a light
How long have I been asleep at the wheel?
You call and hang up, I can hear you breathing
And at this hour of the night
I can still see the faintest light
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4. |
Bulb
02:30
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December’s on the cards again
It’s hard to believe that
Another year without you dear
But this time you’re coming back
Embers on Talbot St
The signs have become trite
If I saw you here today
I’d stay until tonight
But I’ve unscrewed you like a bulb
From the ceiling of my life
I fumble through the dark
To start a lightness, youless fight
Thriving on neglect, like a potted a plant
Except that I drink and I go out a lot
I’ve hotwired sympathy simply because I can
I feel my fingers tighten ‘round a baseless selfish plan
I’ve unscrewed you like a bulb
Still boiling to the touch
Now I sit, emancipated
From your undying love
From your undying love
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5. |
The Finder's Keeper
06:25
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Passed out in my bed
No dreams tonight
Despite the things I've said
I feel alright
Still drunk, still smug, still born
Still exercising caution.
We made a silent bet
The longest joke I haven't told you yet
Still working on a punchline to suggest
That I was complicit.
A stranger on the stairs
Offered me a wish, I couldn't bare
How quickly my mind jumped for the answer
A quick fix for my heartbreak.
A mellow high did rise
Hunched over some books we practiced lines
Could see you from the corner of my eye
I wanted to disgust you.
I don't want to tell you the truth
I don’t want to tell you the truth.
A simple yes or no
Convoluted in a haze of want
I want what will destroy my haggard heart
There's malice in my make up
I wake to find you here
Just guilty of an alibi so clear
A secret keeper kept from keeping her
I fixed us some bitter coffee.
I laughed at all your jokes
I even took a shot at making some
A shadowplay of honest egos rose
Some melody implied by
The things we couldn't say
But try as I might, felt it all the same
Triumphed in the half light of the day
A new dawn has risen.
I don’t want to tell you the truth
I don’t want to tell you the truth
The truth.
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6. |
Long Time Coming
04:45
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My love is never ending
But you always have to pay
Well, tonight my light is lighter
With every word you say
Lit by the lightning
Coming out your mouth
Your teeth clap a morse code
Your eyes dart about
It’s a long time coming
Now it’s in and I am out
I don’t want to write this song
But I woke up trembling
There’s something in the air tonight
Makes me feel you feel the same
I don’t recognise that extraverted talk
Your mouth is like a marathon
That you’re making me walk
It’s a long time coming
And it’s come at a cost
I’m coming down with something
I’ll ignore at great length, yeah
I’ve started smoking again
Started feeling scared
It’s a long time coming
And still I’m not prepared
Death is a process
Not an event
As twilight approached
I won’t get back the years I’ve spent
I danced for acceptance
I begged you to sing
But you were a wolf
In sheepish clothing
It’s long time coming
Don’t be sad, just let it end
It’s a long time coming
So just let it happen.
Just let it happen.
Let it happen.
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7. |
Procrastination
04:48
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Out on the town with my ego
The goal post shift like a flame
My tongue like a train, breaks like a wave
And out of it a terrible refrain
I’m out of it and in too deep again
Procrastination
My fingers make the pilgrimage
To the temples on my head
Kneading deep, needing relief
Clockwise, I count down to it
Massaging a message within
Procrastination
I have seen the signals
I have screened your calls
I will ignore, drunk on rewards
I finger at my future like a gun
I fetishise the trigger, wrapped tight like a drum
Procrastination
Not long now ‘till I hold you
A terrible beauty is born
The golden days now seem like a waste
A gross and frenzied consumption of fun
I guess time flies when you are young
Procrastination
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8. |
NYC
04:23
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I’m fighting it now
On the Williamsburg Bridge
Try to not get knocked down
By a cyclist
I’m not acting fair
Abandoned my post
There’s thunder the air
The weather is close
Too close for comfort
You hold my hand
I hold it back
Don’t know what I want
But I want it bad
Read the lines on my face
Mirror in The Glove
Falling prey to it
Falling out of love
Slow but it’s happening
You’ve not been gone so long
I’ve become cruel
On my best behavior
But it wasn’t good enough
jukebox made it surreal
Did we do that ourselves?
It was raining in Brooklyn
It was cloudy indoors
Booked a two-bed by accident
I slept on the floor
Too drunk to make love
The holiday of
A lifetime ago
Clinging on to what
We thought We would know
Pushed you ‘round on my plate
Like a meal I could choose
When did I get so callous?
When did I get so cruel?
In your absence, I guess
A self fulfilling prophecy
Now you’re cruel
Nearing your congratulations
Now you’re cruel
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9. |
Holiday Song
05:44
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Smother me in
Mother’s Oil
Claw the trauma
from the soil
A day of breaking
hearts to mend
Buried in a
Soft mourning
What else can I say?
It’s another holiday
Another holiday.
Waking up
to noon coffee
to breakfasts skipped
for lying in
Mythic beauty
By a big thief
In the kitchen pushing out
A soft relief
What else can I say?
It’s another holiday
Another holiday.
Crows feet wander back
Darwinesque
Like wonder bread rising
I pinch to check
Óiche chiuin agus codladh sámh
Whispering
A soft resolve
What else can I say?
It’s another holiday
Another holiday
Eyes wide I tried to hide
All tied up inside
But as the knot arrived
Capacity flipped, the melody drifts
The speakers prescribe a high tide to clime
Through your eyes - a day
A repeating refrain
What else can I say?
It’s another holiday
Another holiday.
I wanted all, I got it all
I tasted it and I will not forget it
And I will not let it go
What else can I say?
Tonight’s for you and me
It’s another holiday.
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10. |
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Kicking a habit’s hard
While the soft light is taking hold
I feel my heels digging in
Your hair like a rabbit hole
I got so drunk that night
I barely remember it
Came to in a passion glance
Puppet auto-pilot
All of the things you want
I want to give them, yeah
Eat you for breakfast
Take you for dinner
I try to be careful
It’s hard when you’re lonesome
You don’t have to let them in
You don’t have to walk them home
Ghosting at Halloween
Scaring a tender bone
An illusion, I’m well aware
As I stare into my phone
Fingers are hovering
Waiting to let you down
A man elevates himself
Don’t look down, don’t look down
All the things I’ve become
In the name of inelegance
No tact in the rhythm room
A fraud in the silence
Breakfast in bed for two
Feels better than lunch for one
The right ones alluded you
Don’t walk the wrong one home
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