1. |
Blue Moon
04:42
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Blue Moon,
Meet me soon.
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2. |
I Used to Know You
04:07
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I used to know you
Paper white thighs
And hand me down
Lullabies.
You runner
Burdened by confined space
Does it bother you?
To carry this weight,
Of a time.
When it was too strong,
In the summertime.
You are my broken down memory.
Asked you to slow down,
Cause dinner is ready soon,
But your hunger is
Too big for this meal.
So you’ll swallow
The rest of the sky,
Till there’s nothing left,
But your lullaby.
I used to know you
Paper white thighs
And the way you live
Comfort and lies.
You runner
Burdened by confined space,
Could have warned me,
You hated this place.
I was so followed
Down long avenues,
That one day,
I’d end up like you.
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3. |
Water Under the Bridge
05:38
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Chew me out
I’d rather sit there soaking in your mouth.
Don’t ask how,
We wear forgiveness like a broken crown.
And I,
I noticed you’re so comfortable.
But your mother doesn’t know you.
And I never should’ve told you.
That if you,
You are you.
That if you,
You are you;
I’m water under the bridge,
Water under the bridge.
Darker shades
Of understanding
Easier this way?
Nuanced hate
Of never knowing how my memory fades.
And I,
Saw you melting into her.
But she probably doesn’t know you,
And I hope you didn’t show her.
That if you,
You are you.
That if you,
You are you,
She’s water under the bridge.
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4. |
Tiniest Bird
03:10
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Tiniest bird,
I’m not sure what to say.
When you fell from the sky
And broken glass
Struck me on the way.
Cause my hands are bound
And yours are too,
But we keep reaching for one another
My poison monsoon.
If we ever meet
On the county city line,
Could we fall to liminality
With things to leave behind?
I’m learning to forgive
And I hope that I’ll forget,
That night that stays between us
Falling somewhere
like regret.
It’s sitting there now
That hum in my chest.
I’ll try not to wait,
But promises kept,
Are better off left falling to dark.
God I was bluffing,
About a feeling
That I had stomached
Long before.
Tiniest bird,
I’m not sure what to say;
That the right time and the right you
Is infinities away.
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5. |
Nightmare Machines
05:20
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New Years of 2019
I had you in my dreams.
Papermache was my brain
As I walked through the clay.
The middle east cleans
All the nightmare machines,
The figure eights drawn on my temple
When I was nineteen.
And I’ll never know
Who you were
Feet on the dash,
Telling me stars
Were the imprint of rain
Falling on glass.
I sent you my love
On a fingerprint thumb.
Anonymous trust
Fell the world
From up above.
Fell asleep once
With your name on my teeth.
Woke the next morning,
Swear to god,
I couldn’t breathe.
And I’ll never trust
The local radio
For your poor excuse
For love letters sent
Long ago.
Hold on
To pieces blowing through a funnel.
Crumble, It’s easier never knowing.
And I’m still hedging,
Bets on stars and guessing.
Just to hold on to nothing at all.
Hold on
I’m sleeping now in the winter.
New growth, a tougher pill to swallow.
And she is just the water, under the bridge to follow,
Just an old road full of ice and snow.
La da di da da
La da di da da
La da di da da
La da di da da
La da di da da
La da di da da
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6. |
Hello
01:06
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7. |
Goodbye
02:41
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Guess it would be better with a nose break,
Or maybe just a nosebleed.
Better than this chest pain,
Someone might believe me.
Cause all I hear is brain noise,
Think I need some head room.
Even tried headspace,
Can’t unsee your bedroom.
And the guy you used to carpool,
Home with for Christmas,
Said you were the sweetest,
God as his witness.
But to me it feels like sleeping,
And never really knowing,
If you were dreaming at all.
There’s a vacancy,
In between your eyelids
When they close on me,
Fingers round my windpipe.
So I can’t say no,
“No, I wasn’t dreaming at all.”
“No, I wasn’t dreaming at all.”
Kindergarten teacher,
When she drove to see you,
Did she feel my absence?
Did she ever notice?
I’ll ask if you stopped drinking,
Guess “it’s not a problem”
Why’d you try to kiss me?
Crying on my birthday.
And the book that I gave you
about airplanes and dying,
Made you feel so heavy,
But you broke me that night.
So why do I feel guilty
For burning down the city,
If you felt nothing at all?
There’s a vacancy,
In between your eyelids
When they close on me,
Fingers round my windpipe.
So I can’t say no,
“No I wasn’t dreaming at all”.
“No I wasn’t dreaming at all”.
There’s an angel now
Standing at the doorstep
You were just pretending!
I will say it so
“No you didn’t hurt me at all!”
“No, you didn’t hurt me at all!”
“No you didn’t hurt me.”
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8. |
In Between
01:50
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There’s an angel now.
There’s an angel now.
There’s an angel now.
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9. |
Mexico
07:44
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Hollowed out he knew her;
outlined, chalk line figure,
Two souls at a highway toll.
She can hear your secrets,
Running round like demons,
Fall right through you just like smoke.
Hollywood envisioned,
Not alive but living
Sun that drags you out of bed at night.
When all of it has to go,
Permanence has a spot in hell.
You probably should’ve known
She wanted to ask you back to Mexico,
Mexico.
Isolation lingers
When morning silence shivers,
Sleeping on the other side of the world.
Never see the absence
But always feel the vastness
Of the open wound before it splits.
And you could leave tomorrow
With the car you borrow,
But it’s too late now
And traffic has hit the roads.
One day we’ll leave the snow
Maybe we’ll find the Milky Way.
No one will have to know,
That we went to Mexico.
I wish I wasn’t younger then
Nothing hurts like yesterday.
A relit cigarette won’t taste the same,
But I hate the way we’re strangers.
I wish I wasn’t younger then
Nothing hurts like yesterday.
A relit cigarette won’t taste the same,
But I hate the way we’re strangers.
I wish I wasn’t younger then
Nothing hurts like yesterday.
A relit cigarette won’t taste the same,
But I hate the way we’re strangers.
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10. |
Water Under the Bridge
05:38
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Chew me out
I’d rather sit there soaking in your mouth.
Don’t ask how,
We wear forgiveness like a broken crown.
And I,
I noticed you’re so comfortable.
But your mother doesn’t know you.
And I never should’ve told you.
That if you,
You are you.
That if you,
You are you;
I’m water under the bridge,
Water under the bridge.
Darker shades
Of understanding
Easier this way?
Nuanced hate
Of never knowing how my memory fades.
And I,
Saw you melting into her.
But she probably doesn’t know you,
And I hope you didn’t show her.
That if you,
You are you.
That if you,
You are you,
She’s water under the bridge.
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