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Colder Conversation
03:12
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don't tell me something you don't even believe yourself,
we'll dance around the tension seeping through our skin
into the room where we both stand and smile,
as you think you stare into me, but you stare into an outer shell
that i've built up to save me from the world
and i wont feel at home
until i'm back,
hiding behind trees and cars
and hoping you wont see me i'll attack
the awkward lack of skills in conversation i've picked up
from shutting in,
in sorting out my life i'll push away the people that helped me begin
searching for a crack to stick my fingers into,
like i reach into your life even i know that you don't want me to,
therapy means different things to a different many people
so i'll lock myself in silence in a room with no windows for escape
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G13
03:59
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you walk through structures that construct hate,
as i tumble down the stairs.
the beams just wither until they break,
my broken bones just cant compare.
but i dwell on problems i cant change,
they keep me locked to my bed.
i know you don't like to talk much,
at least with me like you said.
debrief your thoughts over red wine,
and find a reason that works,
for you to justify actions
towards all the people you've hurt.
and maybe i wont ever move on,
what keeps us hurtling forwards?
if i'm content with being stagnant,
is that movement after all?
well i know what it takes to fight through
and carry weight in this world.
and i've carried love for you through countries,
and i've found a place i don't feel small
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A Poem for No One
02:10
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cut through nameless faces, found you there
foreboding or delusion i don't care.
but when i pretend to have a future
with the things and people i have come to love,
my distant lonely eyes convert what's there
into something i can't understand.
that's why i have to leave and on my own,
i'll chase what's left of my identity.
but don't distract me, my thoughts entrap me
in this bubble of superiority, they're killing me
or maybe i have engineered this fate
while worlds collide, outside it's bright,
tonight might be the night i just give up on you
don't misconstrue the things i say
like "i do not have hate"
set your sights on what you haven't seen
if you find you're worn out from your dreams.
how many times can i replay this thought?
of you, though it isn't much it's all i've got
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