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Doves
05:38
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i woke up thinking i was dreaming
but i was just a little dizzy.
i can't recall the evenings,
the line is always busy.
the leaves turn backwards in the sunshine
pouring down on the driveway
what would i see if it could be
how it would be if it was my way?
it's been a little like a movie,
it's been a little like a dream
where i keep running into walls
where there should not be anything.
i can't figure out how to fix it, non-abiding and addicted;
some are suicidal and most of the rest have prescriptions.
a bunch of holes six feet in the dirt for love
under a sky neck deep in the search for doves.
if you were getting nowhere,
would you still build a home there?
if you were getting nowhere fast.
another day, another fight,
another way to say goodbye.
another ache, another scar,
another drunk in another car
another wreck, another war,
another friend walking out the door.
another hour i didn't sleep;
another day, another week.
some are broken and some just quit,
some fall in love and some eat shit.
most die fighting, so few in peace,
but odds all perish as chances cease,
praise your struggle when you can't raise your head
bury the past as you bury your dead.
another whisper returned to the stars,
forever careless who you are.
another fold, another crease,
as time moves on and then repeats.
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2. |
The Name Floyd
03:43
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one night the lights went out at the park,
and the whole east coast fell out of the stars.
with the shutters closed on all the windows
we waited as we fell out into the dark.
some recovered, others left,
some have yet to stand again.
they tore down the place we lived till i was 3.
afternoon roses float in the top of the well,
& '99 felt like a hell of a week.
carolina on my mind...
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3. |
Big Blue
03:28
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brand new big blue hand made sweet home,
your frames full of my face on each wall.
remember when i made you fuck the car up?
remember when you had to give me 5 bucks
to pay for two of my poor friends? from then,
i knew things had changed.
your dirty middle-class hands were always
so soft in mine, remember?
i ran off through the yard to chase every
interesting object that caught the wind,
and you let me run till you barely saw me,
but somewhere along the years
i just kept running...
(running...)
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4. |
I. Surface
03:00
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the weeds gather round our doorsteps
and cover every single surface,
an advertisement just as worthless
as the dust that coats the car
that the spring is coming to.
& the dogwoods are in bloom,
the wounds we closed up for the winter
coming up to the surface...
sunshine asked me 'where have you been?'
sleeping through the afternoons in my best friend's bed.
it's not a secret, it's not a lie,
we all put home behind us.
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5. |
II. Waterfalls
04:51
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a head rush from the mountain air
that floods my dirty city lungs
climbed to find a higher view,
but felt my footing rush out,
like a waterfall.
(back into the basin,
just to shove my face in it all.)
i've never been so tall,
i've never felt so small,
if i had another chance would i
let it fall to the wayside?
i don't want to watch this timeless city rot,
once i left i found that home is all i've really got
and no one wants to change it,
even when the 9's start draining,
like waterfalls.
(spilling into traffic,
try not to get trapped in it all.)
we've never been so tall,
we've never felt so small,
if we had another chance would we
let it fall to the wayside?
sometimes when the sun shines,
i only see those days.
sometimes when it all unwinds,
it falls right into place.
sometimes when the sun shines,
i only see those days.
sunshine asked me 'where have you been?'
sleeping through the afternoon in my best friend's bed.
it's not a secret, it's not a lie,
we all put home behind us.
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6. |
Dream
02:32
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it was golden and it was all gone in a flash,
the mall, the plant, the condominiums,
now the accolades we just keep on winning them:
(highest murder rate in the state
9th most impoverished in the country)
sometimes these are
the only things that people mention
when they talk about rocky mount.
i don't know why i expected to find out
anything different
am i the only one that can't move past this?
the compounding pain of these disasters
is starting to look like it will outlast us
but we did not get here on our own
i have a dream,
that someday my children will see
all the glory this place brought to me.
i have a dream,
and i can no longer delay it,
no other could ever replace it.
i have a dream,
that we are meant to see
so much more than our people have seen.
i have a dream.
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7. |
Easy On The Eyes
04:24
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there is a place on old 64
where the sun is always easy on the eyes
filled wheat and corn and barley and rye
how could you forget this?
gold flecks drifting into the breeze,
right past the gutter,
where the water got the best of everyone.
would you believe me if i said
i didn't want to leave your side
with those stars getting bigger and bigger
in your eyes,
our grown up hopes had our childish dreams
outshined.
we slip in and we pull away quick to
keep ourselves in line,
because the same dreams will keep you up
at night.
i hope you find a place
that makes the burning summer
seem easy on the eyes.
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8. |
Gardens
05:15
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don't look away
you have to believe we are fit for display
the lies must be broken,
the truth has come to stay.
a place full of nameless faces
is only good as its' name.
nearly 20 years in,
and nearly nothing's changed.
i refuse to stay on a sinking ship
in the middle of the god damn ocean
(that's just not the way i float)
can't blame it all on a surplus of water
that every time we try to breathe we choke
so keep your head above the surface
it's easier to drown than you'd think
keep your head above the surface
before you know it you are sinking.
don't walk away,
you have to believe we are fit for display,
the lies must be broken,
the truth has come to stay.
a gun full of bullets is only good as it's aim...
nearly 80 murdered last year,
and nearly nothing's changed.
i refuse to stay on a sinking ship
in the middle of the god damn ocean
(that's just not the way i float)
can't blame it all on a surplus of water
that every time we try to breathe we choke
so keep your head above the surface
it's easier to drown than you'd think
keep your head above the surface
before you know it you are sinking.
so keep your head above the surface,
and tread until the sharks let us rest,
year by year we sink down slower in our funeral plots,
and some day we might just be forgotten.
i pray that we become a garden
before it's too late for us to grow.
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9. |
III. American Sweetheart
08:07
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you'll meet a girl who says
she don't mind where you came from.
you still will a while,
even i do.
and after what i've seen,
it's hard to put faith in anything,
so i hope you do every once in a while.
cause there's a voice in my head
that's creaking with a smile,
singing 'everyone forgets
when they die'.
there was a time when we talked about things
in a different way than just before
and after the flood.
so here it is,
i've tried to explain it so others like you
could take it and move on from the dust,
so those that are younger than us
will not have to inherit this rust,
'cause i've seen heroes
give up their capes without a care
just to fuel the fires
that kept them up in the air.
we hand out complaints,
and we stand around and stare.
and we are still here.
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