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Grim
04:10
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Run over the curb
Let the engine roll
Maybe it has always been just that
A freefall
I imagine the hand of the clock as a razor, a kind
That cuts deeper the harder I try to rewind, tonight
Let it shear off my face
Let it raze every trace, every color of what I portray
I’m hiding in plain sight
I’m the levitating beast you try to pacify
And thus immortalize
I’m the wind in your back when you free-fall
A nightmare leaking out to smear the sun
Don’t swear that you don’t have a gun
Hung on your wall
Oh but gravity is nobody’s friend
It’s a rain of bodies spreading thin against the air
The scheming of a man-made god
All the silent devils buried in our chromosomes
All the screaming banshees bred in the most loving home
Their name is legion
Don’t pray for heaven
Pray to make it through the day
And the day will break
Will break
Run over the curb
Let the engine roll
Run over the curb
Come embrace the fall
Run over the curb
Run over the
I’m hiding in plain sight
I’m the levitating beast you try to pacify
And thus immortalize
I’m the wind in your back when you free-fall
A nightmare leaking out to smear the sun
Don’t swear that you don’t have a gun
Hung on your wall
I’m hiding in plain sight
Don’t swear that you don’t have a gun
I’m hiding in plain sight
Don’t swear that you don’t have a gun
Hung on your wall
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2. |
Aporia
04:02
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Numb me with sweet mulberry pills
Nest needles in my skin
Unlike you
I’m all for magic
I get tired, don’t you?
I’d rather yield to their hands
Than conjure my own truth
Achilles, can you see its back?
It won’t get closer
It only will be the end of you
Whenever it might seem to have a logic
The tortoise will just laugh at you
Ran twice faster, still got halfway there
Half nowhere
Can your tropes explain this sad affair
Cause I would pay
Name the day, give me the place
And state your currency
Teach me the existential bureaucracy
Achilles, can you see its back?
It won’t get closer
It only will be the end of you
Whenever it might seem to have a logic
The tortoise will just laugh at you
What comes first – the word or the thought of it?
Clueless of the way to wrap my tongue around it
I fill the void with waste and set it on fire
I bet we’re cursed by whoever is in charge of it
This elusive reasoning, the chemistry
The trap has shut, the tortoise dies
And then there was war
And we will never know
How little we’ve been trying
To make sense of
I kiss you goodbye
Tiny breathing human
I’ll see you on the other
Side of the river
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3. |
Limbo
05:47
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A room that is filled with pain instead of air
I pull the plug and let it all drain out
Nothing in here resembles my own patterns
Other than being all alone
In the whole world
I’m letting the rope ends slip right through my fingers
It held the parts from falling far apart
On my way in to hell I’d skipped the limbo
I shall be trialed on my way out
By someone I’d known
In a world where live our doubles
I am free to die
Fossilized in time
Troubled ease or easy trouble
Heads or tails or maybe life
They say it’s just a ride
On this old merry-go-round
I’ll get windburned as I cry
Awe-struck by lights of funeral pyres
Blinded by haloes
Rounds back we were through
But we’re trapped here, me and you,
Ever on the move
There we go, the hapless storytellers
Not that we know the end
To any of the parables we conjure on demand
Comfortably high on the salt rubbed in our sores
Death is all that’s out there but the punchline we deserve
Not what we deserve
And all that’s out there
Not what we deserve
On this old merry-go-round
I’ll get windburned as I cry
Awe-struck by lights of funeral pyres
Blinded by haloes
Rounds back we were through
But we’re trapped here, me and you,
Ever on the move
A room that’s filled with pain
I thought I could get away
Hit the road and paint the sky red
A room that’s filled with pain
I thought I could get away
Hit the road and paint the sky red
On this old merry-go-round
I’ll get windburned as I cry
Awe-struck by lights of funeral pyres
Blinded by haloes
Rounds back we were through
But we’re trapped here, me and you,
Ever on the move
Ever on the move
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4. |
Penelope
04:26
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Glowing in the dark
Sleeping monster
The sound of your beating heart
The sound of loss
Made a wish on every shooting star
Lit up the incense
Every minute goes off like a spark
Then dies out
You know better the worth of promises made by mortals
You know better time has little mercy on those we love
Fear is a vulture on the loose
A shadow cast
Through stardust
The price of trusting you
Is loving the vulture, too
Locked between the past
And nonexistence
A home that is built to last
A blissful prison
Penelope, I don’t know where I start
Or how I finish
Not a thread I weave into the shroud
Comes back out
Ain’t it tragic to know we're only living through others
Ain’t it tragic how we never get to outsmart our code
Fear is a vulture on the loose
A shadow cast
Through stardust
The price of trusting you
Is loving the vulture, too
I dress your throne in lavender
I cannot wage this war on flesh and bone
On my own
Fear is a vulture on the loose
A shadow cast
Through stardust
The price of trusting you
Is loving the vulture, too
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5. |
Body as Metaphor
04:25
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Isolated in your cell
What would you do
To make melt away?
You got eyes of a swarm
At your disposal
So why don’t you rave?
Breathe in
I’m here
I’ll carry your weight in my bones
Long after you’re gone
Stay still
Let the breeze
Do its weathering chores
Who knows what lies in store
For the bodies so longing for more
Don’t bore yourself with evil
It’s oh so plain
No two bodies are the same
You’re the eye of the storm
You are the water
So why don’t you flow?
Breathe in
You’re here
You’ll carry the weight of your hopes
As far as you go
Hush now, listen close
Hear it brewing inside
It’s your guard and your guide
It’s your body refusing to hide
Breathe in
I’m here
I’ll carry your weight in my bones
Long after you’re gone
Stay still
Let the breeze
Do its weathering chores
Who knows what lies in store
For our bodies so longing for more
Breathe in
We’re here
We’ll carry your weight in our bones
Long after you’re gone
Stay still
Let the breeze
Do its weathering chores
Who knows what lies in store
For our bodies so longing for more
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6. |
Aqua
05:43
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As I’m well aware
I may step into this river more than twice
Ever hoping it takes me elsewhere
Try and get your feet wet
Try and get your feet wet
Try and get your feet
Right here next to mine
There’s a footprint I don’t seem to recognize
But I will in time
As I shapeshift
And oxidize
I suppose a younger face would communicate a less ambiguous case
Falling in and out of grace I forget I used to think I’d never change
Are you even there?
Are you watching me ascend the spiral stairs?
Hear the echoes bounce off the walls
Try and make out the words
Try and make out the words
Try and make it out
Who’s got a higher ground?
A tired hound instilling fear into himself
Or what he may become
In just one turn
The final one
Grieve not, son
The best is yet to come
Grieve not, son
Whatever bullshit turns you on
Give me land, sky, and voice
I’ll only laugh
From above it all looks void of us
And that’s not what I’ve asked for
The loom of kingdom come’s not enough
To douse our wrath,
Suck our love out and let die
The sea of us is bigger than all that we’ve cried
Every time I step into the river
I see it flow into the sea
I see the sea
I see
Grieve not, son
We’ll rise and come as one
Grieve not, son
Whatever bullshit turns you on
And when someday I'm given
Land, sky, and voice
I’ll only laugh
From above it all looks void of us
And that’s not what I’ve asked for
The loom of kingdom come’s not enough
To douse our wrath,
Suck our love out and let die
The sea won't go dry
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7. |
Portraits
04:28
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No I don't want to owe you shit
Pack it up and off you go
No I don't want to owe you shit
Not when you're long gone
No I don't want to owe you shit
Pack it up and off you go
No I don't want to owe you shit
Not when you're long gone
I have your portrait in my mind
I make it talk, make it say
The things I need to hear
Before I can go to sleep
See you in my dreams
Once put like this, it does sound wrong
But feels so warm
Feels so safe
To have you in my reach
Have you be who I want you to be
That and nothing more
Memories fade away
And replacing them, come marching in the devils
Hungry for some blood
I wish you could have stayed
I'd have got the chance to learn you're not an answer
Neither am I one
Now water runs under the bridge
It tries to soothe
It tries to teach
How to embrace the wrong
How sometimes you will have to ask twice
And get no response (anyway)
I had your portrait in my mind
I pierced your eyes
I slit your throat
And let you bleed with ink
Then I crumpled you up in a ball
And I ate you whole
You taste like blood
You taste like blood
You taste like blood
You taste like blood
Memories fade away
And replacing them, come marching in the devils
Hungry for some blood
I wish you could have stayed
I'd have got the chance to learn you're not an answer
Neither am I one
One forever bound to atone
Like tombstones could care
For me shoveling snow
Breathing air
No I don't want to owe you shit
Pack it up and off you go
No I don't want to owe you shit
Not when you're long gone
No I don't want to owe you shit
Pack it up and off you go
No I don't want to owe you shit
Not when you're long gone
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8. |
Enter the
02:03
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9. |
Garden of Bones
04:23
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Child, the world is yours to roam
You’ll always be just enough
Child, do please forgive
Us if we wronged you
When we brought you to the light
Maybe you’ll be
A hard place and a rock
A kaleidoscope of our fears
Maybe you’ll be
A burden bittersweet
Feeding off your own agony
Maybe you’ll be
Zero maintenance dream
Now go on
And carry this body that aches
Forever uphill
And if earthquakes
Come your way
There’s nothing a pill won’t heal
And all your lovers
Will be your foes
Sieging the garden of bones
One little tease
Will disrupt any work I’ve done
Towards a peace
After years of sabotage
Treating pain like inherent flaw
What I’ve done, what I’ve done
Here I am on the floor
Feel free to walk all over me
Promise you’ll miss me
Child, the world is yours to roam
You’ll always be just enough
I’ve got you all right here
With your arms wrapped around me
In the garden of bones
And we’re all forgiven
And we all forgive
And we’re all forgiven
And we all forgive
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