1. |
Coal-Fired Heart
03:21
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I don't know the world today
Where did I go wrong?
Do I have to be distressed just to write a decent song?
I hate the lines they paint
There's no feeling in the stroke
The paper turned to glass
Emotions into smoke
I don't know the world today
Where did I go wrong?
Do I have to be away
For us to get along?
I remember the world before today
(I felt it all)
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2. |
Birth Of Fear
03:02
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It's dangerous to chase the dreams that momma planted in your head
You could race the tide until the moon has its hands around your neck
(So how 'bout it?)
We never asked for this
Movie love and perfect kisses
Stare
Into the bluest eyes
I know that nothing quite compares
It's dangerous to chase those dreams that daddy planted in your head
You could end up loving something more than just yourself before you're dead
(But I doubt it)
We never asked for this
Movie love and perfect kisses
Stare
Up at the bluest skies
I know that nothing quite compares
If you don't breath it life
You can't expect the dead to care
When air is running low
Counting breaths is splitting hairs
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3. |
Atmospherewreck
02:48
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Sweat out the melatonin
You could wake up
Before you know it
If you're gonna steal time
You gotta own it
You could be your own best opponent
And you could find yourself out there
Lost in space without a care
You could write your friends:
"Send air. I think you'd really like it here".
And all you'd have to do is let go
Sit back, enjoy the show now
Lights and thoughts are all we know now
And if you miss the sundown
We'll just catch it the next go-round'
Or you could find yourself trapped there
Strapped in shoes you'd never wear
You could make amend
With that tear
Better worn and worse for wear
And all I have to do is let go
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4. |
Hampden
02:30
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Thinking back on when time was just a number
Don't let it suck you in
Don't let it pull you under
And should you find yourself there, with better times behind you
You can put those records on and let the songs remind you
You know they hear everything
Even when you mumble
It's a jolt and a sway, a hiss and a rumble
And you wish that you learned to be like your father
And you could put his records on, but why even bother?
You got what you came for
You got what you want
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5. |
Down, Out, Up, Repeat
03:02
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Nothing works anymore
Wash my clothes
Throw 'em on the floor
And if I want to hear your voice
I just call your work
And hang up
Nothing works anymore
I am a dinosaur
But I leave my preyin' at the door
And if I want to see you
I just crane my neck
And stand up
I am a dinosaur
Woe is me
It's so easy
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6. |
Hit Decline (Wake Up)
03:01
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I'm having a hard time letting go
You're having a fit
If you want me then honey let me know
C'mon out with it
I'm having a bad night with my friends
I might have drank a bit
Tonight is the only night I know
It's childish, I admit
Wake up wake up
It's raining out
Put your makeup on
It's running down
You're having a hard time letting go
I'm over it
I came here cuz I thought I'd let you know
Time to call it quits
I'm having a good time with my friends
I might live a bit
Can't take what I never gave you, babe
Can't make it fit
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7. |
The Windsor
04:07
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Everybody's mired in introspection
Me, I just want to sleep
I get sick of my own reflection
I get tired of listening
Whose on the line for all this chatter?
Tell me who pays the bill
They ask you "what's the matter"?
Oh yeah, the silence kills
Monday's just an inconvenience
Entitlement's a weekend sitting on the fence
So tired of introspection
Please just let me sleep
I can't remember my reflection
I can't remember anything
All I hear is all this chatter
And you've got guts to spill
That cat keeps getting fatter
And its got food to kill
The wife and kids are just the weekend gig
You won't find anything, but there's no need to dig
I'm done with introspection
I finally got to sleep
Said my piece to my reflection
But it wasn't listening
Dropped a line just for some chatter
But you had had your fill
Turns out that it doesn't matter
Oh yeah but it's such a thrill
Sunday's just another wound to lick
Without a bark you're just another dog to kick
Talk, talk, talk, talk (the screens, the eyes)
Walk, walk, walk, walk (rework, revise)
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8. |
Daylight Savings
03:35
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I'll just cut the grass
Keep it nice and green
Later chase the dog
Keep it nice and lean
I could plant myself
Isn't that the dream?
Dry and wither up
It's easier than it seems
Now I'm growing up
Leaves falling down
We could take the bait
A cold but easy meal
We're all on borrowed time
Cuz there's nothing left to steal
We could circle back
To see if we could feel
Anything at all
To see if this is real
Now I'm growing up
Leaves falling down
I'll be my shade, my love
I learned to feed myself
Now I'm growing up
Leaves falling down
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9. |
The Dreaming Life
02:46
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And I'm not even here, you know
That hand from underneath the bed grabbed my leg and never let me go
I've just been living in my mind
I told myself it can't be helped and everything is fine
And I've been back so many times
It's always "In The Air Tonight" or twenty-nine until they cut the lights
I'm always living in my mind
I told myself that this is hell but everything is fine
And if I woke one day to find
Everything's been left behind
Boxes stacked along the wall
Could I return to present time?
And stop living in my mind
Was I ever there at all?
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10. |
Embers
03:15
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Woke up on a Saturday
Feeling kinda low
Didn't matter anyway
Cause it's just a word I know
Thought of all the places
That I didn't want to go
Thought of all the faces
The faces..
And they haunt me
Woke up on a Saturday
Feeling kinda down
I was in a bad way
Determined just to hang around
She is a flower
Growing on a battleground
She has a power
A power..
And it wants me
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