1. |
S.S.R.I.
05:02
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S-S-R-I, anesthetized,
running dry.
Scale images, floating amidst,
my own eye.
Shaking my brain, now I’m insane
or aren’t I?
Listen to this, big assonance,
as it dies.
(See you can hear it leave, but before it leaves, it allows you at least some portion of knowing it was activated. It decays. It’s scaled. It brings your brain into some other understanding where it actually is)
BEST x 3
Hang down,
dried up eyes give you,
glitter and glitz.
Fake now,
eat some plastic,
prove that you exist.
Make out,
all the problems with,
compliments.
Blissed out,
your once daily,
sacrament.
Ms. Acronym, give me a kiss,
I need life.
Am I depressed? No, I’m a mess.
I can’t decide.
Hiding from life,
holed up inside,
my mind.
Drifting through dreams,
that I’ve had,
a thousand times.
(Thousands of times. Hundreds of thousands of times—the same thing every single time: me losing, the team—the team being upset with me. It’s all so difficult. But I’ve taken notes about it, and here I am, starting to bring it up. Never mind.)
BEST x3
Hang down,
dried up eyes give you,
glitter and glitz.
Fake now,
eat some plastic,
prove that you exist.
Make out,
all the problems with,
compliments.
Blissed out,
your once daily,
sacrament.
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2. |
Spit
04:00
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Don't you know
What you're doin' to me?
I've been beggin' you, please,
Don't take me down.
We were laying
By the edge of the pool,
When you called me a fool,
And I listened to you.
Now, I don't know how I'm bleeding dry.
Don't know how I'll die, I'm counting my time.
Many more don't know I'm alive.
In the corner,
You made me might understand,
Why your feelings are banned,
And you haven't had one.
When you come down
To make an amends,
Do, please, pretend,
So you'll do it again.
And you know that I'm here, crying,
So loud and so clear.
You showed me all the red in the sky,
And told me to be warned and warm again.
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3. |
Ya, It's True
05:55
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Ya, it’s true,
I like a whole lot about you.
Me and you,
oh we could live the whole night through.
And when the sun is comin’ and casts your shadow,
I don’t know what to do.
Because my heart starts beating crazy,
and I’ve got to make a move.
Ya, It’s true x 4
Ya, it’s true
I haven’t got a single clue.
Me and you,
you’ve got me as your own blue moon.
And when the sun is shining
I catch your shadow,
and I know what to do.
Because our hearts are beating, baby,
and our breath is breaking, too.
Ya, It’s true x 4
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4. |
November Nine
04:53
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I heard you’re lost
beyond the stars, yeah,
and I just gotta find you.
yeah, I gotta find you.
So far away,
deep into space, yeah,
and do you feel the same, boo?
ya, I hope that you do.
But gravity
is keepin’ me
from everything.
Don’t leave your love behind you,
because I’m gonna find you.
I wish that time was on our side, yeah,
and I know you feel the same, boo.
Yeah, I know you feel the same, boo.
(NaNaNah)
I came so close to you,
and now I can’t take this pain, ay.
You watched as I sank into space.
You know I’ve never felt this way.
(NaNaNah)
I came so close to you,
and now I can’t take this pain, aye.
You watched as I sank into space.
You know I’ve never felt this way.
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5. |
Gold Chain
06:29
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Gold chain around my neck,
Choking back on what I've said,
Trying hard to introspect,
Now it's cutting off my head.
Heavy is the weight it puts on me.
I can't even figure how to breathe.
Chewing through infinite density,
'Til I lose every one of all my teeth.
Heavy metals in my blood,
Filling up my heart and lungs,
Taking refuge in my cells and stuff,
Now there's nothing to be done.
Heavy is the weight it puts on me.
I can't even figure how to breathe.
Chewing through infinite density,
'Til I lose every one of all my teeth.
(Will you hear this mess, this test, this mental health decree,
And the sordid repetition of thoughts that I cannot see--
Images that taste like shit with every drop to my own tongue,
And the only cure a liter of a certain kind of love,
And this gold chain's choking me, and it's impossible to breathe.) x3
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6. |
Ordinary
03:01
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7. |
Aquarium
04:59
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Is there anyone out there?
that can hear me?
Or am I at a depth,
where I can’t even surface?
Is it worth it?
Can I just stop waving my arms?
Now I’m wrapped up inside this,
blue blanket,
with whitecaps over my head.
Or do I make me,
an escape,
from all of it?
I am out here
alone, but free,
swimming, beneath
the sea.
I’ve gone so far,
I’ve lost my place.
But give me sun,
and give me stars, and I’m not afraid.
If I can’t see
the light of day,
then bring me home
another way.
I am treading.
I know I’m tired,
and I know where I’m from
And these
soft waves
washing my heart,
and filling my lungs.
And I swim clear.
Do you know fear?
Do you know it?
Please,
leave it open.
I know I’m worth it.
Bring you back.
And it’s so,
Tell me your sorry
and act every interest,
of where you gone with me
Oooh
Bring these.
Just say he means he well
tell me how I feel.
Just tell me how I feel.
Yooouaahhh
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8. |
Green Eyes
09:11
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Ahhhhh
I,
I don’t wanna die.
My,
my feelings are alive.
The peace that I will miss--
It isn’t worth this shit
The love I have for you
keeps on breaking through.
And now,
I’ve come
to say,
that I’m here to stay.
Kid I always told ‘bout how I was gonna come around and make a wrong, a right.
You looked at me with eyes, so green, and hair, aflame, to say
Now that’s a fucking lie.
I walked onto a shore so far from home and sat and thought, “well, fuck. I think he might be right”, but then I cracked and poured one more, and threw it back, so that I wouldn’t have to hear him anymore.
He sat and waited patiently for me to come around and tell him, “now it’s time”. He looked at me with eyes serene, as peace inside, and every cell was yelling, “LOVE”,
as loud as life.
Ahhhhh
I,
I don’t wanna die.
My,
my feelings are alive.
The peace that I will miss--
It isn’t worth this shit
The love I have for you
keeps on, keeps on, breaking through.
And now,
I’ve come
to say,
that I’m here to stay.
Kid I always told ‘bout how I was gonna come around and make a wrong, a right.
You looked at me with eyes, so green, and hair, aflame, to say
Now that’s a fucking lie.
I walked onto a shore so far from home and sat and thought, “well, fuck. I think he might be right”, but then I cracked and poured one more, and threw it back, so that I wouldn’t have to hear him anymore.
He sat and waited patiently for me to come around and tell him, “now it’s time”. He looked at me with eyes serene, as peace inside, and every cell was yelling, “LOVE”,
as loud as life.
Ooooh
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9. |
Merlin (Crush)
04:33
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After a while
I’ll take my chances,
and break out the light in me.
Thinking about
how the Merlin flies,
and where it might be.
So long in depression,
and now I’ve got a message
for my worries, I contest them,
here.
Merlin, take me with you, now,
across this open water,
I just wanna go.
Wanna go.
Now I can’t overstate
the promises I’ve made.
And these aren’t just words, now,
that I’m sayin’.
Somebody take me,
far away--
hold me in your grace.
I’ve got a problem,
all of you want to
help me take the weight
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10. |
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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading—treading—‘til it seemed
That Sense was breaking through—
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum—
Kept beating—beating—‘til I thought
My mind was going numb—
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then space—began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race,
Wrecked, solitary, here—
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down—
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing—then--
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