1. |
Sappho
00:30
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i never really wanna be alone
but its hard and i move to slow
thats why when waking up i'm always in a rush
to apologize and shake off the rust
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2. |
Trace
02:24
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im alive
took long enough to realize
its 3 am
i dont get up til 7
is this the circuitry, or thread the linear weave
is this sickness is this just life
early light breaks across my face and right into my
eyes and tongue
filling me up with the heat of the sun
dim fits of memory, break between the narrative heap
is this sickness, is this just life
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3. |
USB 2.0
02:00
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i biked around this shipwrecked city
for a usb 2.0 cable
to plug my face into a livestream webcam
with an un-interrupted direct feed to 10 years ago
start buidling those defenses
start practicing those good old fashioned habbits
you're 22 some years from now
and every misstep feels like an attack
but now its 1996 and usb 2.0 cables dont exist
so tell the world face to face watch out for social lapse
and tell my 2 year old self
try not to collapse
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4. |
Sunshine
01:43
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my room always smells like garbage and sunshine
and i never wanna go to work
bottles and maggots i feel past this
but not far enough to go outside
its a fight
i never fight
i still crave the hills way beyond my window but just past my sill
there's a longstanding fear, i'll see someone i know but whose face
i dont remember
they'll be mad i'll just be confused
so right now, i am standing in the foyer
and if anyone else should appear
i'll have to move
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5. |
Two Buildings
03:35
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i've been living in the same 2 buildings
i only ever wear the same 2 dresses outside
all i wanna do is crack up the pavement but i can never find my steel shoes
its always to lose
my geography is so finite when i get to feeling like i can't even go outside
need to remind myself of relevant pictures
so when i get to sleeping, i dont repeat the bad dreams
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6. |
Keep Bleeding
02:14
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do you see this room the same way i do?
did you touch the the marks, the burning idols?
i hate feeling far away not enough to cut the space between
when you come home i put my head on your lap
you brush my hair i hold your legs
we make an even match
i take your tiredness and hold it in my palms
you unspool my veins smooth out the nots
and you never stop singing that song
i keep bleeding love
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