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Transitions
04:02
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Look at the clock and knowing it’s the wrong time
but not setting it back, what good will come of that?
all that’s on my mind are leftovers in my fridge
am I practicing for real life or is this it?
And all this time of feeling left behind
do I take the left or do I head right?
This crossroad’s been haunting me in my mind
(am I running out of time?)
This sinking feeling that I get
won’t compare to those regrets
with no hands to hold, I will run on my own
and with all I have
that doesn’t change the fact
I need some solid ground so I don’t fall back
Look at the clock and knowing it’s the wrong time
but not setting it back, what good will come of that?
and on my mind are the leftovers in the fridge
am I practicing for real life or is this it?
the paths I choose today lead to tomorrow
it’s hard to stay happy when the passion fades
if I don’t follow through I may just fall apart
with nothing left to do, I need a fresh start (I need a fresh start)
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Every Dog Has His Day
03:35
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You walk the walk, you talk the talk
you even act the part but even the blind can see right through you
this time around find higher ground and brace yourself for battle
you bit off more than you could ever chew
the time is now, you fucking clown
picked a bad time to go downtown
swallow your pride and take the fall
Yes, I just want to be there when you go down
as your structure collapses and control decays,
the cries and the screams are a wonderful sound
as you run for cover, you fall to the ground
and you look at my face (you got nobody now)
I just want to be there so I can shout, "You're going down!"
You have your cake and eat it too, too bad I know what's in it
I hope you choke on every fucking piece you eat
You think I'm unaware, but that just goes to show you
I'm more perceptive than you'll ever be
And every night you'll see your face in the mirror
and you'll think twice next time she comes running over
Yes, I just want to be there when you go down
as your structure collapses and control decays,
the cries and the screams are a wonderful sound
as you run for cover, you fall to the ground
and you look at my face (you got nobody now)
I just want to be there so I can shout, "You're going down!"
Shake my hand, smile to my face
I'll do the same but we'll both know it's just a sinister charade
Every dog will have his day and you had yours long ago
so don't expect my sympathy
Yes, I just want to be there when you go down (WHEN YOU GO DOWN)
as your structure collapses and control decays,
the cries and the screams are a wonderful sound
as you run for cover, you fall to the ground
and you look at my face (you got nobody now)
I just want to be there, yes I just want to be there
I just want to be there so I can shout, "You're going down!"
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Reese Without Her Spoon
03:54
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The sheep are dead
they stopped coming days ago
and I’m left to wonder what it’s like out there
tonight in New Jersey
And I can’t break free
the thought of all of this is getting the best of me
SO KEEP YOUR SHOES TIED
FOR THE THINGS THAT KEEP US ALIVE
I’M NOT RUNNING AWAY, I’M RUNNING TO YOU
And you’re so fragile
a butterfly caught in a storm
you cannot blame yourself
for what he did to you and them
Sink into me
the heavy breathing will subside and we’ll be alright (this time)
SO KEEP YOUR SHOES TIED
FOR THE THINGS THAT KEEP US ALIVE
I’M NOT RUNNING AWAY, I’M RUNNING TO YOU
I know you know me
I know I know you
I know you’re lonely
I’m lonely too
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Clouds
02:12
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“I need to get away”
at least that’s what you say
You’re far too young to feel this way
I’ve fallen victim to your lips
and scars I adore
so let the dust settle
all I got are these black eyes
and they’re bleeding most the time
blame it on the sleep that you don’t give me (but hey that’s just fine)
This heart is dancing in my throat
and there’s nothing more to do
but anchor down and breathe
I’m falling apart at 6 in the morning
I’ve had time to figure out what you’re all about
and I’ll come clean with all these dirty thoughts
and wearing jungle cloths, defacing my entire house
Reside in clouds with you in mind
Don’t want to let you down tonight
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On Margins Of Old Books
04:13
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Scenes flashing into fading views…
Sometimes nothing is the best news
all that’s left is nothing but this sentiment
of cutting ties and losing touch
And I can hold my liquor
like a fishnet that holds water
I’m taking giant steps in circles
The lack of wind won’t help my sailboat drifting
so tired of being tired but I’m not sinking
THIS TOWN IS DEAD
BUT I’M NOT READY TO DIE JUST YET
BURNING EYES LIGHT UP THE NIGHT (BURNING EYES OUR FAVORITE GUIDES)
LIKE DRUNKEN FIREFLIES IN FLIGHT
The lights are on but no one’s home
and the sidewalk’s been abandoned
this lack of change scares me to death
this place is fucking poison
Winter overstayed last season and
colder my bones have never before been
THIS TOWN IS DEAD
BUT I’M NOT READY TO DIE JUST YET
BROKEN HEARTS WILL MEND IN TIME (TEARING EYES HAVE FAILED TO CRY)
SLEEP IT OFF TO REIGNITE
Tonight I walked these friendly streets
and came to realize everything
I’ve got this fire inside me
Your words cut deeper than you know
when we just needed time to grow
THIS TOWN IS DEAD
BUT I’M NOT READY TO DIE JUST YET
HOPEFUL SOULS, YET SHALLOW MINDS (SEND ME WINGS SO I CAN FLY)
I’LL KICK MYSELF IF I DON’T TRY
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