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03:10
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You fell right through
I’m lost with you
When I see your face
I know it’s a waste
And I’m
Stalling
still thinking
Of What the hell to do
Just go, just go
I don’t want to see right though you
Just go, just go
I don’t want to see right through you
My lips are glued
When I sit next to you
We lay in bed
No words are said
And I’m
Stalling
still thinking
Of What the hell to do
Just go, just go
I don’t want to see right though you
Just go, just go
I don’t want to see right though you
I’m pacing In circles in the living room
I spaced out , I’m dazed now
But What else is new
I look out the window just watching again
Standing in silence until you pull in
Nothing I say turns out the right way
And all that I think feels so out of sync
The pieces are falling all over the floor
When I hear you knocking on my front door
Just go, just go
I don’t want to see right though you
Just go, just go
I don’t want to see right though you
These roots that I grew,still hold on to you
But I should know better, surely I do
These roots that I grew. I grew them for you
But you’ll cut down that tree and plant something new.
Lyrics by Jensen Krejci
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Open Ended
03:32
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All of my thoughts are just ink blots
A Rorschach staring at me right into the eyes
Tied into knots pulling at the frayed ends just to make sense
(so I),
Tried to write it down, I tried to find it waiting for me in the spaces between letters
When I trace back all I’ve erased on the page I’m only left with these ghosts to tell me
It’s all open ended
One last stage without the applause; just a fistful of feathers waiting to the right
Hiding in my imperfect penmanship
Tongue-tied, slurring over and over again
Tried to write it down, I tried to find it waiting for me in the spaces between letters and words.
When I trace back all I’ve erased on the page I’m only left with these ghosts to tell me
It’s all open ended
Lyrics by Marcus Gooda
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Where We Isolate
03:45
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In my room
Half filled with some reminiscences
And the other half is my empty empathy
Inside me
All I can hear is the sound of the fridge
And some subtle hopes
This is where I isolate
Nobody seems to get it
Why I am what I have become
So you tell me I’m not ready
No I see my life has just begun
降り出した雨 また雨宿り
振り出しに戻る 今ひとり
気がつけば空、ほら、日は差し
走馬灯を振り払う
(This is where I isolate, isolate, isolate)
In your room
The sky sleeps on the floor
And we know the summer is here
In your thought
Am I your everything?
Life is so demanding
So let’s not cut the supply
Then why do we isolate?
How insensitive
Your impulse in the air
I do think it’s just seasonal
I inhaled now
Deep down into my lungs
That was the only space
We have left
In our home
Nobody seems to get it
Why you are what you have become
You tell me I don’t get it
But I see your life has just begun
降り出した雨 また雨宿り
踏みとどまった、家、まだ昼下がり
気がつけば空、ほら、日は差し
走馬灯を振り払う
(This is where you isolate, isolate, isolate)
Nobody seems to get it
Why I am what I have become
So you tell me I’m not ready
No I see our life has just begun
降り出した雨 また雨宿り
振り出しに戻る ひとりふたり
気がつけば空、ほら、日は差し
走馬灯を振り払う
(This is where we isolate, isolate, isolate)
Lyrics by Satoshi Inoue
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