1. |
O.K.
01:26
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dogs are forbidden, but
your sticker's o.k.
music is forbidden, but
you can still sing and
chess is forbidden, but
you can still play that game
'cause in our eyes,
miss elaiza is nice and good
we can still be friends
at the end of the day
so, i'll see ya tomorrow
maybe then you will share your lunch
or tell another ghost story
when trisha is done
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2. |
ESRT (2001)
02:38
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16 pages worth of poetry i can no longer decipher or understand:
tectonic plates grow at the same rate as my fingernails,
but i couldn't scratch a mineral and name it in my hand
all the rocks
and the hills erode, still
the rocks and hills erode
around me to become another kind
but the rock that i know now
don't know squat about the
thousands of white dwarves, clustering in the sky
o how they cluster in the sky
and i gladly opened up my
test paper to the boy who sat on my right hand side
so that he could confirm
what type of sediment would sink first to the bottom of a body of water
earth science is my
favorite science. how can you
not fall in luv? * * * rocks * * *
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3. |
bangungot
02:33
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caught in between
awake and a sleep,
my body was stuck
and from my window pulsed a warm
glowing scarlet light
heard a baby cry again
felt a dog breathe on my chest
as i prepare to pinch stubborn fingertips
swore something pulled my legs up to the other arm rest
dear former tenant, leave
me to sleep here with my wife
we mean no harm; go back
to the other side
brittle woman, floating in the air,
let me breathe again,
let my knuckles bend
and cast my voice back into my throat
i hate this shit
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4. |
stalemate
01:56
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everything reminds me of
even when i don't want to think about him
daydreaming in two different directions falls outside of my hands
not knowing seems to be in demand
in popular demand
and every train ride home that i take
gives me time to miss and think about him
and performing a routine of silence is stupid on both ends
not spilling seems to be in demand
unanimous demand
bless the bashful with a good vibe
confusion's o.k. and so's time
pay recognition to your friends
try to fight the big upset
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5. |
spud
02:12
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please don't leave the table
i'm still eating
my plate's half full, but i feel you
motion towards the sink
am i boring you?
i'm probably boring you
it's just that
your absence makes me grow
an absence of my own
you prefer to walk, but
i'm still walking
around release and, doubtful,
i am wont to think
are you ignoring me?
stop fucking ignoring me
it's just that
your absence makes me grow
an absence of my own
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6. |
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waffles is my rock
i take him for a walk
he shines in the light
he's nice; he doesn't bite
found him sitting by a morning fire
hiding in the leaves
took him home and i made him mine
i love waffles / does he love me?
waffles is my rock
i take him for a walk
he shines in the light
he's nice; he doesn't bite
i cradle him in my arms
he looks just like a baby
i feel kind of selfish
hope that the woods don't hate me
waffles is my rock
i take him for a walk
he shines in the light
he's nice; he doesn't bite
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7. |
nessa's theme
02:47
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jake beat me at chess twice, but that's o.k.
at least he taught me how to play
and andrew's gone out looking for
another roll of colored film at the drug store
harvesting jokes to echo and beat,
recognizing the details that will ebb and repeat,
i went to sleep and woke up in
a funny bed
and in the distance awaits a tall
glass of chocolate milk
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8. |
100% Take Home
04:06
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it does not make linear sense
to miss that which i haven't lived through yet
and yet, i'm still upset
the sound will hark back to a space
that collected a memory i can't trace
it's not my place to claim
how come i feel the same
way that you feel now when
your thoughts return to then?
it's simpler to solidify
a daydream at a point b in time
than to picture myself in seasons gone by
whenever i feel most alone,
tender, i continue to pine for home
even when i'm already in my bed
i lie in restlessness
home is another scented landscape in your head
and the smell will hark back to a space
that collected a memory i can't trace
it's not my place to claim
i want to feel the same
way that you feel now when
your thoughts return to then
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9. |
11/23/13 3:25 AM
00:26
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lord tinseltorf himself
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10. |
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i say good morning
"good morning"
the window is open
i feel the wind blow in
i'll get out of bed
make an egg sandwich in the kitchen
good morning
I'm staring at a computer screen
just another tv episode and make some hot tea
ill go for a walk
despite everything i can still walk
so i say good morning
saying yes in spite of everything
good morning
it's nice to have a quiet moment
to remember who i am
to reflect on the world i live in
to remember I'm still living
saying yes in spite of everything
saying yes just to have something to sing
singing good morning just to sing good morning
"good morning"
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11. |
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feeling green grass
the sun will return
the clouds will pass
and here is the blue of the sky
i wonder why i've never
taken good weather for granted
good company clear conversation
is all i've ever actually wanted
here it is i feel it now
don't ever think i'll feel let down
if i do i'll recover again
welcome the night (welcome the night)
turn left at this stop light
welcome the night (welcome the night)
it is a mundane time
welcome the night (welcome the night)
interstate-495
welcome the night (welcome the night)
made this drive too many times
welcome the night (welcome the night)
driving for us in moonlight
good weather, practical arrangements
i remember trying to stay up
so i don't let this moment pass
just in case it is the last
or at least the last time i appreciate it
where i was last year
is not the same as
where i reside right now
transitional spring is what I'm about
welcome the night (welcome the night)
i've this too many times
welcome the night (welcome the night)
warm bodies holding tight
welcome the night (welcome the night)
soft gestures and ocean eyes
welcome the night (welcome the night)
so this time feels more right
welcome the night (welcome the night)
sleep through incandescent sun rise
i am here and i am grateful
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12. |
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that bat in our apartment was real
the bats of my dreams are just dirty socks on the floor
and it will haunt me
grey creature in between ceiling beams
autumn returned the summer's gone
i feel relief though the wind is strong
the bat will follow autumn's trail
i will catch a cold and stare at the ceiling
the bat will get tangled in my hair
the wind overstays its welcome, but i just let is pass
who is the bat? where is the wind? i don't want to be cold
i'll fear the bat, feel the wind and i will catch a cold
oh october, come closer, let's see how i feel in the morning
and I'm still learning how to love what i already have
(the bat in our apartment was real
it was only a myth before the photo was revealed)
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13. |
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what i said about the wind is not true
sometimes i do welcome it
and what i said about the grass is not true
sometimes i can't get comfortable
what i said about love is not true
i've never felt completely confident
what i said about the day is not true
it's hard to let it pass you by and still feel content
the world of what i want, is not the world in which we live
i always expect so much and it's tough to live up to it
I'm either getting something done, and showing pride for it
the other option is giving up and there's no use to it
when i said i let myself down it was not true
sometimes i don't do what i set out to do
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