1. |
Glass Cage
03:14
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Those things you said make sense to me now
It’s the occupation of fools to stand so proud
There’s things I've done I can’t call mistakes
What would of become had we not gone our separate ways?
Lost in the crowd and I can’t speak up
You won’t hear my silence because I'm drowning in these cups
So much to gain but I lose my mind
It takes breaking and failure just to win sometimes
I’d tell you what I'm thinking but the words just won’t come out
Nothing seems as golden as when things first started out
I’d tell you what I've learned but now there’s nothing left to say
Decimals and dollars I only give to take away
From my corner my eyes meet your eyes
Put the poison in the apple my cure, my demise
Tongue tied and trapped in my glass cage
I only write what I can’t say
Lost in the crowd and I can’t speak up
You won’t hear my silence because I'm drowning in these cups
So much to lose but I gain my mind
It takes breaking and failure just to win sometimes
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2. |
Never Here
04:26
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Through tired eyes I've seen
The colour drain from me
I'm trying hard to feel
Is any of this really real?
You took me in a hopeless man, a homeless man
You took my wounds to heal
In return I whispered promises with soft kisses
I hoped I’d one day seal
But I live by the night
and you wait for the morning light to wash my curse away with your tears
I live by the ride
and you wish to be by my side but when I go you’re never here
You’re never here.
I swear you’re getting colder every day
The distance grows every time I see your face
In your arms there's a fire that still burns
A pilot light that’s like life in the ashes of this urn
I live by the night
and you wait for the morning light to wash my curse away with your tears
I live by the ride
and you wish to be by my side but when I go you’re never here
And I tried to hold on but my heart ain't that strong
And my thoughts ran so deep just to find a shallow man living underneath
You where always so positive and I was always kept in the dark
It’s stupid how I found it so hard to just sit down and talk
That year was spent and not wasted and I don’t regret a thing
If you where me what would you do?
try and patch the holes? Or let us sink?
Though I still fear the water
I've been here before
And I’ll get a warm welcome back at Davy Jones door.
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3. |
The Baron
04:31
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My friend you where never there on time
Because you walked such twisted lines
and when I asked you said “I'm fine”
The heart of the party stolen in the night
How we laughed for hours on end
Into the depths and back again
Sun or rain you never cared
When I was with you man, I never felt scared
I still can’t believe, how the warmest heart can fade so easily
How can it be? Your bars past closing but mines still serves to me
Forget all your fears, live each day with love and good company
For all of my years, the lessons I learned from you I hold so dear
These red balloons always fly away
The heat of the morning bus ran late
Fly with the crows is what they say
Shots painted the night and sealed your fate
Round for round I can’t best you
In harsh December or lazy June
Unreliable, honest and kind
Stagger through the mornings, chase the nights
I still can’t believe, how the warmest heart can fade so easily
How can it be? Your bars past closing but mines still serves to me
Forget all your fears, live each day with love and good company
For all of my years, the lessons I learned from you I hold so dear
These red balloons always fly away
The heat of the morning bus ran late
Fly with the crows is what they say
Shots painted the night and sealed your fate
Lets have a drink for The Baron
Lets have a drink for The Baron tonight.
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4. |
Sword Dance
04:29
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Lighting up in the back alleys
The last thing on your mind is smoke
All you want is to be happy
But there’s no ending to this joke
Faking laughs and forcing smiles
Sweeping pain under the bed
All your past listed and filed
The label says ‘never again’
Do you want to see this through?
A scissors edge, a kill, a view
What am I supposed to do?
The deepest black can still shine blue
So take your chalkboard out and show me what I need to know
The engines roaring but the wheel is out of my control
A scissors edge won’t clear your head, don’t paint this watercolour red
Take my hand and trust me girl, we’re already dead.
Do you think the good times parted?
Has it always been this way?
The boys who left you broken hearted
The boys who kissed you in the rain
All the hours spent in darkness
Leading moths into your flame
If I go back to where I started
I’d make the same mistakes again
And are you scared of being saved?
Do you think you’ll ever?
There's no answers to these questions
There’s no food to gather
So take your chalkboard out and show me what I need to know
The engines roaring but the wheel is out of my control
A scissors edge won’t clear your head, don’t paint this watercolour red
Take my hand and trust me girl, we’re already dead.
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5. |
Reasoning
03:33
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I'm alone on the shore tonight but the wind feels like your breath on my neck
I know I feel like a mess inside but inside I'm keeping my life in check
I wish time would slow down sometimes so I can find the path I'm on
But I'm alone on the shore tonight, the wind will come and clear my head.
And I hope I don’t find out its too late and I've missed the boat and it’s
All gone away with the wind, it used to breathe inside of me
But it’s all gone, with smoke and song
and it’s all gone with the wind
I'm never going to understand your reasoning
I'm only taking guesses at mine
Maybe our love was part of the seasons yeah
Everything blossoms before it dies
I'm alone in the cemetery hospital beds have stolen my dreams
Broke my bones of a broken promise, nothings ever as it seems
Spotlighting my wealth of knowledge but never closer to the means
A fire used to breathe inside of me, but it drowned as I fell into the sea
And I hope I don’t find out its too late and I've missed the boat and it’s
All gone away with the wind, it used to breathe inside of me
But it’s all gone, with smoke and song
and it’s all gone with the wind
I'm never going to understand your reasoning
I'm only taking guesses at mine
Maybe our love was part of the seasons yeah
Everything blossoms before it dies
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6. |
Street Lights
03:54
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From the top I only know that I’ll look down
And falling down is just a part of the game
When you pick yourself up you realise
That everything is all just the same
The tell tale signs of an ageing face
Is just the scars of whats been taken away
When you let a piece of yourself die
It’s the only way that you’ll ever change
The street lights shine just as bright as before
I need them to shine a little brighter
my eyes don’t see how they used to before
It’s no surprise I'm playing the fool
Don’t know why I'm still going
I guess I'm going cause I'm not sure
I have a box that I keep memories in
Full of ticket stubs and thoughts I can’t hold
The days that I pass with a smile
I’ll use to comfort me for when I grow old
The shadows of the man I was
Was just the man I was pretending to be
Look into my eyes when you talk to me
Am I real or am I make believe?
The street lights shine just as bright as before
I need them to shine a little brighter my eyes don’t see how they used to before
We’re all looking for someone else to blame
If we never live forever yeah and we all die
What’s the point in fighting over this game?
But we still move on
Some make there lives stories to tell
Some live under love spell
Some get lost out in the cold
Lust, addiction, hunger and gold
The men who invented the wheel
Encouraged us to go out and steal
We convict ourselves to rise or to fall
When all we have is nothing at all.
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