1. |
Still Here
02:07
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I fell through the cracks
And I broke my back
I never wanted to be here
I lost my mind
But I've been doing alright
It's hard to believe we're still here
Last winter was rough
And I'm sick of the fluff
Can we please just be real here?
I got two more weeks
To pack up all my things
I can't believe I'm finally getting out of here
Sometimes I open my mind's eye
A little too far, a little too far
Sometimes I lose track of my progress
Just tell me where you are, so I can rest
I woke up today
In the lover's state
But I don't wanna be here
It's raining again
And I'm still trying to mend
These broken ties
I figured it out
I have fingers to count
And I have a good feeling about this year
The clouds blew away
and the sun came out today
It's still cold but I'm just glad to see some light
Sometimes I open my mind's eye
A little too far, a little too far
Sometimes I lose track of my progress
Just tell me where you are so I can rest
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2. |
Let Go
03:15
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Now I know to stay clear of this place
I'll scream my lungs out at you as I slowly fade away
I'm finding it so hard to keep a straight face
Stick a pin into me and tell me I'm okay
I never let go of my mistakes
and they keep me awake
I hold on to all of my fears
And they keep me here
Now I know to stay away from you
But that's so hard to do
And I don't know how I got here
but I know that I can't stay
And I don't know where I'm going
Wont you help me ride this wave?
I never let go of my mistakes
and they keep me awake
I hold on to all of my fears
And they keep me here
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3. |
Home
04:04
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Well it seems like one is too many
And a thousand's never enough
Well I've been living in a bombshell
Just singing to my stuff
And I don't know what I wanted
Except for peace of mind
The clock is moving faster than ever
Now we're just losing time
Everything I own fits inside this trunk
At the end of the day it's all just worthless junk
Home is something that I've always wanted
But I never found a place that's kept me sane
For longer than a couple months
And I wish that she could have seen
More of me happy
Cause those days don't come around too often
When I'm so lost out at sea
And she could see me start to decay
I was always chasing better days
Sometimes I forget who I am
When I'm so lost in the haze
Everything I own fits inside this trunk
At the end of the day it's all just worthless junk
Home is something that I've always wanted
But I never found a place that's kept me sane
For longer than a couple months
I always feel like I'm running out of time
And it makes me freeze, I get
So paralyzed
With my eyes closed humming in the dark
With my hands stretched out in front of me
Waiting for a rope, to pull me from this hole
Everything I own fits inside this car
That I'm driving to meet you on 64
Home is something that I've always looked for
And I didn't quite find it here
But I found something more
And it's just starting
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4. |
Down
02:38
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Don't bring me down
My head is in the clouds
And don't talk so loud
Don't even make a sound
Don't blame yourself
I said I didn't need your help
Just hear me out
I swear it's not as bad as it sounds
Don't lean on me, I can't stand up straight
Teach me how to breathe, you take my breath away
Show me how to feel and break my hardened shell
Tell me what is real, I found heaven in this hell
Stuck in my head
My eyelids turn to lead
Watch where you tread
If you don't wanna wind up dead
Daybreak so blue
Don't take my word for truth
We've learned to lie
We don't even have to try
Don't lean on me, I can't stand up straight
Teach me how to breathe, you take my breath away
Show me how to feel and break my hardened shell
Tell me what is real, I found heaven in this hell
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5. |
No Fountain
03:57
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I got this all figured out
But do I really?
I touch the walls, I break 'em down
Do you feel me? Don't think you feel me
Here we stand again
This is where it all goes down
Just keep your mouth sealed shut
Until you're in the ground
I walk the walls after the floors
Cause I can't sit in static places
It's crazy how the crazy part
Is the uniform look on all of these faces
This is when shit starts to get rough
So you better pack a lunch
You can do what they say
But it's more fun to throw the first punch
An old friend once told me that there's only one way to
Actually stay young forever
And no there's no fountain involved,
No there's no fountain at all...
And he likes to think that his idea is
Better than fiction, he sinks into his chair
He lights himself a cigarette and pours himself a stiff one
I think we can agree that there's gotta be a better way, man
I got these burns all on my arms
But I can't feel 'em
I'll never learn sound the alarm
And let's float right through the ceiling
I have too many reasons
Why I get so lost inside my mind
I've stood up here for so long
I've begun to lose my sense of time
I'm alright, I'm doing well
I've just been so tired
Been up too long, writing songs
I'm dizzy and my head's on fire
It's never too late
to rewind this broken tape
the trade winds are blowing now
And they'll take us away if we let them
An old friend once told me that there's only one way to
Actually stay young forever
And no there's no fountain involved,
No there's no fountain at all...
And he likes to think that his idea is
Better than fiction, he sinks into his chair
He lights himself a cigarette and pours himself a stiff one
I think we can agree that there's gotta be a better way, man
I'm lying when I say that I don't care at all
This isn't over, draw me closer
I'm trying to find something to lean on like these walls
As I barrel down this empty wall
And I don't even know what to say
My nerves are so frayed, this isn't okay
And I've been trying to figure out what to think
How can I learn how to fly with these broken wings?
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6. |
Bad Luck
01:55
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I got holes in my head
I got holes in my chest
The ghosts in the closet are
The ones who know me best
I'm thinking about you and
I'm thinking about me
I've been thinking bout the way
We've been floating in this sea
I don't believe in bad luck
But I think i'm getting there
So lets sell all our things and cut off all our hair
So nobody can take what they know we don't have
Yeah, livings a struggle
But that's how it's supposed to be,
Lets turn life into poetry
I got an angel in my heart
and a demon in my brain
They're always fuckin fighting
And its driving me insane
Got this ache in my step
and this pain in my back
I hope you hug me when you see me
Just so I can hear it crack
I don't believe in bad luck
But I think i'm getting there
So lets sell all our things and cut off all our hair
So nobody can take what they know we don't have
Yeah, livings a struggle
But that's how it's supposed to be,
Lets turn life into poetry
This time let's really do this
Quit lying, cut all the bullshit
Take my hand and come with me
Right to the edge
Quit lying show me you mean it
Quit hiding, let out your feelings
Take my hand and come with me
Let's try again
I don't believe in bad luck
But I might be getting there
So I'll sell all my things and cut off all my
Hair with or without you
You know that it's true,
Oh we are two people
Floating in this ocean deep,
What does it mean to just be free?
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7. |
Mind Games
03:03
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Is this macabre philosophy
An offbeat form of mockery
That's been ingrained inside of my
Head just to keep me on the edge of my seat?
There's something so iniquitous
About the way we handled this
These limits are delusions of
An imaginary structure
Who what where how when and why?
Are we only here to die?
You know that I could never stop
Questioning authority and
I took a look inside myself
And found a little section of
Structural instability
My great ideas aren't as well dressed as they seem
I used to whistle to myself in grade school
Just because I wasn't allowed to
And when I was younger I was so afraid of failure
But I grew up and burned that kind of thinking to the ground
To the ground
And the light from my capsule glows
Just to elucidate the fact
That my swollen ankles are
No longer tied down weights
I've been trying to balance all these scales
And these stories are getting stale
I've learned to brush it off but
Entropy will have it's way with me
I prefer chaos to order and
My headspace seems to border with
Another land inside of my
Colorfully lit up cognizance
Everyone likes to think they're right
But I know that I can't be wrong
My tacit code of life states that
Getting fucked over's the only way
To write a decent song
I used to whistle to myself in grade school
Just because I wasn't allowed to
And when I was younger I was so afraid of failure
But I grew up and burned that kind of thinking to the ground
To the ground
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8. |
Tread
02:13
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I took a blind leap from
My pond into an ocean
I can't say I regret it,
But sometimes the motions of the
Waves make me nauseous,
Keep my head above the water
And focus on my breathing
I bet I'll float back to shore
Oh sweet anxiety
Why won't you leave me alone?
If you would just let go of my foot
For a minute, that'd be great
Cause I got all these things to do and
So many places to go
I think that I can tread here
If I keep my conscious light
I can drop some of this extra weight and
Buy myself some time
Before the sharks start to bite
I know they'll tear me up
If I don't get to shore soon
You can watch it from the beaches if you want
Go ahead and cheer them on, I know you want to
Oh sweet anxiety
Why won't you leave me alone?
If you would just let go of my foot
For a minute, that'd be great
Cause I got all these things to do and
So many places to go
I think the fish are trying to tell me
to anticipate a storm
But I can see a seagull and it doesn't look adrift
It looks like it knows exactly where it is
So I won't get my hopes up
Cause this could all be bullshit
But I'm pretty sure that I can see the shore
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