1. |
In Hell, There's a Horse
05:05
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You can't keep you thoughts
inside your head.
You've no trouble telling me
what I need to do
to be beautiful.
Yet I don't agree with your choice,
and you're free
to get out of my way.
I'm in control, I'm in control
I just have to tell myself
that I'm in control.
I pull you down,
you bring up your lunch
it's okay down here
just cover your mouth.
The light in the dark,
an acceptable twist
in the fabric of nature,
the change in the speed.
All my friends are dead, because
I did not have the sense
to listen to what they said
about your lying, cheating,
stealing ways.
It's not my fault.
The blame is yours.
I'm in control, I'm in control
I just gotta tell myself
I'm in control.
I pull you down,
you bring up your lunch.
It's okay down here
just cover your mouth.
The light in the dark
an acceptable twist
in the fabric of nature
the change in the speed.
Why? Why can't you get over it?
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2. |
Devil in God's Clothing
06:22
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Here we are, once again,
I've given up my only friend.
Your warm smile and your
beautiful eyes,
it's not enough to cover up
what's inside.
My baby says its over.
The day has come
to start anew.
I'm sick and tired
of knowing you.
I'd rather die alone than be another soul
for you to suck the life from.
My baby says its over.
I must have been crazy, to try and be your man.
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3. |
Pedro Sanchez
03:41
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4. |
Orange Train
04:23
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Seven A.M., there's a shadow stretching
across my bedroom floor.
It's getting closer and closer.
It makes eleven A.M.
feel as though I've been up for days.
It must be my brain,
it plays tricks on me
again and again and again.
And so it seems, I'm losing my mind
when I say I'm okay don't believe me
I'm feeding you lies.
Seven silhouettes; standing in a row,
watching me watch these pointless,
late-night TV shows.
The moment I fall asleep
they whisper their thoughts in code.
I wake in an empty room
with the door locked shut
and the blinds
closed.
I'm losing my mind.
When I say I'm okay,
don't believe me I'm feeding you lies.
I've got a feeling in my brain,
it might make me insane,
but I'll reach the top
if I can hop on the Orange Train.
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5. |
Merlin
05:20
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Washed ashore on a strange land,
can't even remember my name.
Who's this woman lying next to me?
How do I know her face?
She says that she is my mother,
but nay, how can this be?
How could this beautiful angel
give birth to a son like me?
Rhia can you hear my voice now?
I'm calling out your name,
I need you to damn these waters,
else they shall seal my fate.
A looming pair of eyes in the distance,
but nay, it's all in my mind.
A stranger I walk amongst them,
the citizens all join to dine.
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6. |
You Cannot See Anything
04:20
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When I lie awake in bed
my thoughts twirl around my head.
Cyclones of yellow and green
spiral down from the ceiling
and you see,
the difference between you and me.
Monsters on the horizon
of all I know and have ever loved.
Your race towards with your flags held high,
but your head hangs low
afraid of the sky
and you see,
the difference between you and me.
You cannot see anything.
You would believe anything.
I would believe anything
because I cannot see.
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7. |
Ahimsa
05:33
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I'm waiting for a light to shine upon me.
It reaches my raised hand,
but I remain in darkness.
Oh, is this blasphemy?
Do I even care?
Why do we fight and kill
over lies?
Over lies.
You speak to me as though through a long winding tunnel.
I hear what you are saying,
but your words are so
distorted.
Your word never made sense to me.
Please somebody,
give me a reason to care.
Oh, a hope to believe in.
I want the good life,
I want the good life,
(I'll take the good life)
and I don't care how I get there.
I don't.
Nothing makes much sense,
nothing I can see.
The unknowing is too much for us to bare.
I could wait a billion years,
but I'll never know.
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8. |
Sandpaper City
05:28
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Somebody please come and rescue me
this sandpaper city has taken everything from me.
From my head down to my knees,
I'm begging for the grace of God.
Somebody please come and rescue me,
that stupid little fool has taken everyone from me.
I used to feel so entertained
but now my friends are all just birds
and they're flying away.
Carbon monoxide into my lungs,
searching this city, looking for love.
All that I found was this picture of you,
crumpled and torn up,
how perfectly fitting for you!
Oh, fuck you.
Nobody but you.
Somebody, anybody, anyone but me
I'll blame it all on the economy.
This concrete pillow and this empty sky
are singing me to sleep tonight, yeah.
Carbon monoxide into my lungs,
searching this city, looking for love.
All that I found was this picture of you,
crumpled and torn up.
I've never felt this good.
They said you must be deranged,
your situation needs to be rearranged.
It's not my fault I swear,
I try to kick and scream their hands away,
but no one will listen to me.
I'm nobody!
But you can be sure,
I'm not going down without a fight.
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9. |
Reconciliation
05:26
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10. |
Tidal Track
02:33
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Wouldn't you like to be
stuck out at sea with me?
No grass or dirt in our sights,
no obligations crowd our nights.
Maybe once the coast is clear
our restlessness will disappear.
The sea will rise and we will stay
above ourselves in every way.
The wind would be our favorite song
the wooden decks a hardwood floor.
Worries are like distant planes in the sky
and the fish deliver me my mail.
The ocean shows its ugly face
as you show me your ugly ways.
Your words are a tidal wave
my head spins like a hurricane.
The wind picks up,
the sails whip round,
I wish my feet were on solid ground.
My bodies pinned against the floor
I cannot take this anymore.
Wouldn't you like to be
sinking to bottom with me?
No sky or stars in our sights,
the ocean floor is blackest night.
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