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1. |
The Fruit
04:20
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Will I ride the rails one last time?
Will I try and fail time after time?
Will I fly these sails one last time?
Can I trust the wind, its seductive whisper?
Step after step
I'm trying to find
Breath after breath
Something that's mine
Up til this point
Wine after wine
Fool's gold, mirage, daydreams and I
Fate sticks his nose into my biz
Unprovoked
Bad timing, his
But nonetheless my eyes are wide and longing
I pull into view apples, shiny apples
If I peel the skin, there's no turning back
The taste of the fruit can't be forgotten
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2. |
Farewell Waltz
05:05
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Flutter down to the gutter
To where the base and I reside
Half the time
Just stoking embers in that fire
Stutter, I've had peanut butter
On the roof of my mouth since I was five
The idle life
Talking in numbers and I'm tired
In the doldrums, in the tundra
Where the base and I reside
Analyze and face the music
Oh, I'll try
To till the fields of
Dreams, and tour the spaces
Where I'll spend my life
And the comforts that I will long to imbibe
You are a garden, you foster life
And get your hands dirty
You don't pollute your body
Maybe that's 'cause it won't let you
I want to give birth to music
To live a fruitful and noble life
Not letting time pass me by
Leaving me confused and stationary
Fragmented truly
Should I let into the gods
Pulling the strings
Safely
We've come a long way, baby
We've been whiddling away
Our layers, naysayers
And starting into the day
The waves they're rolling me over
The riptide's pulling me away
The shore is sure drifting further
Swimming is not my forte
Arms are flailing
Friends are bailing
And that might be the right move
A needle that dropped forever
Searching for the right groove
Rustling leaves
And ruffling feathers
Traversing the storm
Exploring the weather
This calcified stone:
I'm thinking of skipping
Or chucking into the brush
And hightailing it out
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3. |
Even Cartographers
02:44
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Bottomless coffee pot on a Saturday morning
The radio on and the toast is toasting
The sun starts shining in
In through the window
Onto my outstretched paper
My attention goes
Onto unsolved mysteries
Never before seen
Only imagined
Even at that, barely
Grasping in the dark for a light switch
Knocking things down onto the floor
Even cartographers can't map out their futures
Even fortune tellers have blind spots in their crystal balls
Even cartographers can't map out their futures
With any degree of certainty
Racecar driver who can't see through the fog
Revving the engine like a riled up guard dog
Looking for a clearing
An untrafficked stretch of road
That will speak to me
A confident uncomplicated code
Even cartographers can't map out their futures
Even fortune tellers have blind spots in their crystal balls
Even cartographers can't map out their futures
With any degree of certainty
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4. |
Secrets Untold Stuck
03:02
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I know you don't get answers to the questions never asked
You can't clean years that you've left all stained with regret
What can cut through the noise of the digital signals
That we're sending out?
With touch, plucking away the tensions, the aches
The psychic decay, the shedded waste
Oh to be new again, oh to be new again
I know you don't get answers to the questions never asked
You can't clean years that you've left all stained with regret
The stress that stagnates calcifies and then embeds
Deep into the secrets untold stuck inside your chest
The wisdom of motion
The instincts of water
Revealing it all
Letters unfolding
Fire, the gift that keeps on giving:
Off smoke, heat, a new beginning
I know you don't get answers to the questions never asked
You can't clean years that you've left all stained with regret
The stress that stagnates calcifies and then embeds
Deep into the secrets untold stuck inside your chest
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5. |
Tripping Over
03:43
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Soaking in the residual
Feeling every ghost-note
Will my chest ex- or implode?
Will I walk that line forever?
Tripping over my feet to meet you
Nervous flutter
Conscience clutter
Guilty, cheating dream
Saturate
Or cut our vivid colour glow
Nothing can blind these hungry eyes, no
Is our nature sad?
Or just unjust?
Do I think too much?
Sneaking in the peripheral
Slits in the fabric
Glimpses of you
Will my best fail to control my tongue?
You're trespassing in my galaxy
Philandering apologies
As waterfalls gently erode the cliff
I've been sculpted into this
Tripping over my feet to meet you
Nervous flutter
Conscience clutter
Guilty, cheating dream
Saturate
Or cut our vivid colour glow
Nothing can blind these hungry eyes, no
Is our nature sad?
Or just unjust?
Do I think too much?
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6. |
Landlocked
03:18
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Landlocked
And singing about the sea
Are we in the same boat?
'Cause this one is rocky
I feel sea sickness settling in
I want to wear all my scars
Ugly in the mourning mirror
Crooked as I look
Spine, broken like a book's
If you keep on dragging your feet
You'll be unable to leave
Left with scabs and scars
Heartbroken on the dock
Lungs inundated, ours
Shipwrecked upon the rocks
Dropped anchor on the floor
Barnicled, eroding more
And more in the mourning mirror
Landlocked
And singing about the sea
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