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Kenlock
03:14
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You’ve got the locks that tell me I need a combination
Been at it for years but stopped for fear of being wrong
As if to open it up would yield some sordid revelation
I wanna try again, I miss singing you my songs
You’re off to an engagement
that ring upon my phone
Left my imagination, I’m tired of posing
Alone
The silence meant for me on the roof up on my house
An L to the head, I penned down
What wouldn’t come out my mouth
I wanted nothing but to give you
What I couldn’t give myself
Im digging in the basement
Is it too late to ask for help?
Well
You’re off to the capital
With the high stakes reputation
I’m contemplating hospitals
When my face it won’t stop shaking
The terror felt from nightmares as a kid
Comes back in stages
Here I am confronting all the plans that I have wasted
I’m wasted
You and I are locked in
Knowing there is no escaping
I fear it in my sleep, “stop that”
Sit and watch it bleed
I’m working on the call to Seiichi
To tell him that we made it
I’m tearing at your heart
Just tell me what I need to
speak
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2. |
Hey Friends
01:21
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Hey Friends, please believe me. I don’t have anything you want
To anyone listening.
I don’t know what I’m doing. if I ever I did, I forgot.
I can’t get back there
We all might as well stop
Who’s to say all I’ve suffered for is worth more than I’ve lost?
Dear Friends
Please believe me. I’ll give you everything that you want.
Enemy, come see me and take all that you need
because I’m empty
well, that’s a fine place to start
I’m empty
That’s a fine place to start.
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3. |
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I was eating pancakes
You were eating toast
Standing on the porch, yea I was on the coast
Now I’m laid in a coffin
You’re painting my toes
Before they put me under, we’ll put on a show.
and It’s often that I’ll be missing,
driving into summer and
Owning all the roads
Now I’m posting in a parking lot
Wolfing Toblerone
I’m singing all the words to the songs we never wrote
My tongue is in my cheek, there’s a lump still in my throat
And I still can’t grasp how long it’s been
How wrong I was about everything.
Consequence
Off again
Let’s die together
Wading through it
The miles we used to trek
And I could use just one honest though from my head
It’s awful
I’m not sure
There’s lawn chairs that we left
Taking in the consequence of taking off again
And I can’t take this off of my chest
Well
I was eating pancakes you were eating toast
You just reached the shoreline
I just left the coast
Oh god, How long it’s been
& How wrong I was about everything
It feels like hopeless choices
When the sands turn out from the stones I’ve thrown
Who’s laughing now? We did this.
Here’s a mirror for the fun of it
I lost track pushing at the cracks, here’s another pit
& Old Mack plays but I’m hoping for a
Car crash on 78, rolling towards what I can’t see.
Hold it wait.
I’m waking up to be me, and it’s all enough.
It’s all enough
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4. |
Wall Spot
03:23
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This was never but temporary home
and it feels like you’re losing all that you own
The fire may come down and burn up the wall
I knew it all along, but I ignored all your calls
The craze is enormous when you tell me to leave.
“Be out by tomorrow”, with piece of shit ease
And I know it’s not you but I feel your pain
It feels just the same when you throw it at me.
Take cover while you’re searching for the magic sound
I never thought I’d be here but look at me now
Running out in perpetual motion
while you’re out, positioned toward the ground
I’m naked in the desert
in the desert
in the desert now
I’m out from my silence
What do you see?
I’ll share with you my failures
They’re often loud and they’re talking to me
saying
There’s room for change here
Go clean up your space
If you’re aim is to grow here, there’s no such thing as safe.
The fire will come down, and burn up this place.
I knew it all along
And I ignored everything you said
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5. |
Coffer
03:03
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Pulling back the coffer, standing by its side
I see the flaws in what I offer, the me that I don’t like
Comfortable in chaos, I’ve been there once before
If only I could stave off the anxious on the floor
So here it is, the blank page I desire
To fill it in is to hang out in the fire
I’m burning out
You pointed out my mistakes, but how ‘bout where I land?
The sound that this searching makes carries me and my friends
I long to get away, but it’s short and I’m right here
Saying nothing of the station, the path it isn’t clear
No solid ground
So catch me hanging around
And burning it down
(I’ve seen you walk around aimless in same spaces)
(I’ve heard you talk about, talk about wasted aces)
I’ve heard you talk about this feeling you’ve been waiting on is it here? Why are you running?
‘Cause my mind keeps having thoughts that make me wanna die or disappear. I’m not sure who is at the helm but
I can dance as loud as I want to
I can sing as hard as I feel
No one could ever take this away from me
Only ever what you give is real.
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6. |
GloveSweat
04:07
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How many times must I get it wrong before it feels like I’m getting this right?
How many times must the pendulum swing before I just let go and call it a night?
How low can you go? How low can you go?
It’s nice to know you still challenge my size
Said you wanted a show but the fighter said no
He believes the work isn’t worth any prize
I’m glad that you’re happy
unless that’s a lie, too
we’ve never been savvy at telling the truth
the picture is clear
your eyes still burn red
can’t tell if it’s real or if it’s all in my head
I wanna hang my gloves up
I wanna hang my gloves up but still these hands are not mine
These hands are not mine
How many days must I count to say, “I made it this far yea, so I know the way” ?
Is there something you want that I’m able to give?
That I haven’t found yet
hide and seek with the kids
I thought I’ve been there before
but there’s floors beneath floors
theres floors beneath floors
where the dead guard the door
How low does this go? How low does this go?
Both hands up, finding it out
there’s no end to this hole.
I’m glad that you’re happy
unless that’s a lie, too
we’ve never been savvy at telling the truth
the picture is clear
your eyes still burn red
can’t tell if it’s real or if it’s all in my head
Well I’m glad that your happy unless that’s a lie too
You don’t have to remember
I made this for you
The picture is clear
Your eyes still burn red
Can’t tell if it’s real or if it’s all in my head
gloves up on the wall
And the blood has turned brown
like the dirt where we end up,
O King of the crown
O King of the crown
You’re wringing me out
I sing to you now
“Surround me, Surround me”
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7. |
RJW
03:39
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I’m making a promise to send us off to a new place
Aching it out with your plans
Showing up, I’m showing my face
I wanna believe in you, now
and all the things Ariel says
Faith, shaking your hand.
It’s the long game.
Hey. great. You and I make such a strong team
Make me a promise
Make it and tell me you’ll stay
safe
Too often I think I won’t be able to make it through the day
Sometimes I wish I could just throw it away
Changing states
I left not the loam, but where dead wood don’t grow
And now I’m trudging my way towards home
We tried to keep the peace, yea
We lied through our teeth and now
We’re both where we barely know
Faith. Shake. Trade it for no other space.
The silent shade
It’s a river
It’s a jungle
It’s a waterfall
Call me Pineda and stampede the summit
Underneath trouble
There’s Some conch shell’s hummin’ a chorus up
Sure enough
Share it with me
It’s so wonderful
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8. |
Poplar Mobus
01:00
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9. |
Perch
04:29
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Can you see it?
Well I sent it.
Did you see it, did it work?
All night we been puttin’ this together
While you were out on your perch
And in the mornin’
When you’re fumbling over all those ugly words
Stand up.
Ay, it’s been such a long time since at all you’ve been sure &
all my feelings of contest and internal conquest
are failing now
Up top, it always seems so dense
the tension in my chest
I’m scaling clouds
Trying to make sense of everything that won’t come out.
Can you feel it?
Now it’s sitting in your stomach
Does it hurt?
Hey kid, we been all tryna reach ya
And still ya haven’t said a word &
Oh my! What am I made more for?
This whole Jackie Draper thing is getting old
Look Ma, I’m gonna be someone!
This ego trip’s so fun, and truth be told
It’s on and on and I don’t wanna be here anymore
Why won’t it pour?
And wash me out.
I’m tired of all the sounds
It’s endless
Did you see it?
I sent it.
Now is it cool if we mend this?
It’s Paradise
(I’m reckoning with an ancient shadow)
(Coming to terms with how it’s me)
It’s paradise
(I’ve been afraid of it my whole life)
(Funny how it’s what’ll set me free)
Its Paradise
(I make plans just to burn in silence)
(I’ve had enough of being lost at sea)
(It’s Paradise)
I couldn't tell you what truth is, buddy
I don’t know anything
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10. |
The Good Sweat
03:29
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“There is a meaning”
Unsure &
I wanna move and discern
Enough to believe it will turn
Ima put a good sweat on
Ima put a good sweat on &
Do the work
You’ve been living in strange unintentional ways
Afraid and failing to start, it’s unintentional waste
Hesitation
Smoking in your backyard
Eating peaches from a can
I heard about your dad and hey
I love you man
Take it in stride
Stand upright
And hold it in place just a little bit longer
This will end &
I’m sure of it
Who said there’s nothing after this?
You were living in Spain
I moved into that place
When you came back to the States
I’m surprised that you stayed
There’s a way that I am given to me with my name
So much that I can’t control
Like those before me who came
What a placement
Let’s take it to my place
Get outta the van
Tell me about your life and I’ll show you my hands
It takes patience
Understand
We ain’t gettin’ outta this alive
I love you man
Take it in stride
Stand upright
And hold it in place just a little bit longer
This will end &
I’m sure of it
Who said there’s nothing after this?
I see it
It’s rising
And pooling up
I’m diving in
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11. |
Johnny Freshman
04:37
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Hey there. Great. Do you see me?
When the story collapses
In a moment
it’s all bare
Take cover and hold it.
‘til the moment gets silent
Let go. Just leave it there &
I’m outside on the porch, smoking spirits again and again
Up and at ‘em, I wrote this in the evening, a reminder, with a caption-
Hey Love
Would you please come home?
And make this alright
Alright.
All the cameras and the fires and the lights
Through my eyelids
On my last stretch of highbrow
What’ll catch me when this falls out?
Forwards?
What of it?
Over this, it’s the oldest of stories
And it never gets boring
Holy smoking spirits outside on the porch again
I need you only
Forget what else exists
Just another breath
Ah jeez
Would you please come home
And make it alright
Please come home
And make this alright
Well
You made it all.
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