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sleep talkin'
04:40
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press me against your strings and i'll pretend you were my everything
but love is not as smart as you'd imagine it would be
lost in thought you won't come back you were my broken heart attack
broken backs and cigarettes you won't forget what you still regret
tie my arms and gag my mouth you thought this would just solve it how
sorry to disappoint but i was never one for jumpin' or skippin' rope
fair tales that taught us
it wasn't much to notice
just trust your stomach and wary of every moment
how real could this song ever be
i guess as real as a thing could be
we're gonna die someday
so what's the point of carryin' this weight
i woke up from a cold sweat
with my heartbreaking against my chest
i was dreaming about my own existence
as my dreams carry me back into the night
i say i wanna sleep no i don't wanna fight
you say cut the shit
i only want to dance a little bit longer
just a little bit longer
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(interlude)
06:29
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you drank me till i was empty and
you say i'm still thirsty
just skin and bones
somewhere between here and home
not sure if i was the first to cast that stone
even mom and dad left home
my heart skips a beat every time you lie to me
there are some secrets i still keep
which ones i guess we will just wait and see
this rut i still find myself in
cause i know what you been thinkin'
don't worry i don't listen to the voices you can't hear
but the voices have never been so clear
you find all the puns in my lies
my apathy it still washes over me
i can't help but wonder
that i'm still your stranger
i'm still your stranger
i'm still your stranger
i'm still your stranger
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in the pines (for bill)
05:43
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in the pines, in the pines
where the sun don't ever shine i shiver when the cold wind blew
the longest train i ever saw went down the carolina line
the engine passed half past one and the caboose passed at nine
i used to call the rails my home, but now they are the pines
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun never shines i shiver the whole night through
my love she was a pretty young thing till time took her away
the last time i saw i her face she whispered i'm afraid
then she asked for the time of day i just threw my watch away
in the pines, in the pines
where the sun never shines i shiver when the cold wind blew
i once knew a wise old man and this what he said to me
he said we already live in the world tried not to have
then he looked up at me and died yeah he died
the only thing that haunts me now is knowin' so will i
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