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they had a white face
they had black eyes
they had burns all over their bodies
they had love for my revulsion
and they kissed away my repulsion
they had a white face
and black eyes
the father came
from across the sea
to rescue, rescue
to rescue me
he said "if you spend all your heart
on something that has died
you are not alive
and that can't be your life"
love what you can
love what you can
til it dies
then let it lie
let it fly
away
he had a white face
he had black eyes
he had burn all over his body
and he was right
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call me free today
if you see it my way
time on my side
as well as my mind is
it's not with you for sure
no, not anymore
i intend to stay away for good
just a matter how I define
my state of mind
today is a good day
without your company
i have so many holes to fill
at least seven nights a week
killing time
i still feel fine, i guess
my life was a mess
when i shared it with you
i was lonely
now, i'm just alone
just a matter how I define
my state of mind
today is a good day
just a scratch on my ego
i get up in the morning
if we could plan tomorrow
i'll be keeping my mind cold
until the evening when the hours forget me
and the waiting awakes me
and the voices of madness
from my subconscious singing songs of sadness
today is a good day
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long as it's raining, you might as well stay.
sit on the carpet, sippin on chamomile, tell me your day.
i know it's hard but, at least try to explain
you woke up feeling older, disenchanted with the music you play
catastrophically older, numb to the magic of holidays.
well i'll tell you i woke up euphoric, barely retaining the unified theory of basically everything
wandered all day, with no one to tell
i'm afraid if i sleep that i might not remember it.
it'll send me back over the falls
but what with the heartbreak and healing i can't say it's anyone's fault
oh well i know you're tired, and losing your faith
one last quest to find love, prove to us all its still worth the wait
sit by bodies of water, and confide in the rain
i used to be scared, begging for answers or truths i could hold
but trust me, it's moments like this that remind me there's no need to know.
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and so it is
just like you said it would be
life goes easy on me
most of the time
and so it is
the shorter story
no love, no glory
no hero in her sky
i can't take my eyes off of you
and so it is
just like you said it should be
we'll both forget the breeze
most of the time
and so it is
the colder water
the blower's daughter
the pupil in denial
i can't take my eyes off of you
did i say that i loathe you?
did i say that i want to
leave it all behind?
i can't take my mind off of you
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so this is love
so this is what makes life divine
i'm all aglow and now i know
the key to all heaven is mine
my heart has wings and i can fly
i'll touch every star in the sky
so this is the miracle
that i've been dreaming of
so that was love
it was great it was grand
then it sucks when it ends but so what
you'll learn to be better on your own
and think about what you did wrong
take those lessons and apply them to
the next time your dumb heart sings that song
the one that makes you think
'so this is love'
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thought i saw someone brought to life.
they were warm, they came around like they were dignified
and showed me what it was to cry.
well you couldn't be the person i adored.
you don't seem to know, don't seem to care
what your heart is for.
i don't know 'em anymore.
there's nothin' where we used to lie.
conversation has run dry.
that's what's going on;
nothing's fine, i'm torn.
i'm all out of faith.
this is how i feel, i'm cold and i am shamed
lying naked on the floor.
illusion never changed
into something real.
wide awake and i can see the perfect sky is torn.
you're a little late, i'm already torn.
so i guess the fortune teller's right;
i should have seen just what was there
and not some holy light.
but you crawled beneath my veins and now
i don't care, i have no luck.
i don't miss it all that much.
there's just so many things
that i can't touch, i'm torn.
there's nothing where we used to lie
my inspiration has run dry
and that's what is goin' on
nothin's right, i'm torn
i'm all out of faith.
this is how i feel, i'm cold and i'm ashamed
bound and broken on the floor.
you're a little late, i'm already torn.
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Far Out by Lomelda
04:00
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boy, could you hear out of the silence
my humming like a silhouette,
your breathing like the horizon?
boy, could you see those angels fly
guiding our car on the interstate?
your drunk hand in mine
boy, i held the years in my hand
still looking out for you when you are around
where are you now?
now you're far, far far out
boy, how could i know if we could ever be anything else?
oh, anything but what we are
just let it be, i need the rest
cause i want it to be anything else
cause boy, you are pulling, pulling apart
pulling at my heart
boy, i held the years in my heart
still looking out for you when you are around
where are you now?
now you're far, far far far out
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there's a theory i got cookin'
about the way the body moves
geography as introspection
or a section of the truth
if every mountain is a person
and i am sitting in the car
where everything's a part of movement
we've been moving far apart
and i’m thinking about the way you hold your arms
yeah every little landscape breaks my heart
back in ‘95, mom and dad were screaming
and you were leaving out the back door of your mind
you said you're reading signs, you ask "what kind of dreaming
leads you down rabbit holes where rabbits die?"
so then we made a pact, you taught me mathematics
and it was my job just to make you laugh
to tie some strings around our hands
and every little landscape breaks apart
ten years later at the Holiday Inn breakfast
i started crying, oh man i was surprised
i called and said “i’m sick, this is it,
i inherited something i can’t deny”
you said “maybe you did, you gotta deal with it”
you will lean on me when you’re losin sleep
i’ll lean on you when i have those dreams
where every little landscape breaks apart
breaks apart
yeah some things, they come together
yeah some things don’t always get so dark
yeah some things, they come together
is there a way to fix up the ground
and make it come together
make some things never get so dark
yeah some things, they come together
is there a way to fix up the ground
to the way it was
to write Eloise in the dust
to be everything all at once
to be everything to everyone
well i don't quite want to make it work
in every doctor there's an urge to hurt
in every glass of water there's a speck of dirt
in every cobweb something lies inert
well i don't quite want to make it work
so here i am now in this dirty shirt
i’m cooking dinner in this dirty shirt
thinking "is this existence in this dirty shirt?"
yeah is this existing? i’m gonna make it work
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i will always think of you
i see your face when each day’s through
and days go past, oh so fast
but memories, they last
summer, winter, year by year by year
i’ll hear the song inside my ear
trying to restart and be smart
but thoughts of you haunt my heart
well i kinda wanna be alone now
just biding my time
keep thinkin i need something to heal me
when in the end i know i’ll be fine
spring and autumn, up and down
i keep trying to escape this town
and i just might, i’ll take flight
maybe tomorrow, not tonight
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eat rye straw. leave, withdraw.
drink ink tea, stay with me.
fame, stay shy by way of why.
wait, lie low - old ones' odd odes.
read, read on. read, read on.
breathe, be calm. you’re gone, gone on.
it's strange to see how time agrees to slow
down for owls with knees.
read, read on. read, read on.
breathe, be calm. you’re gone, gone on.
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