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I'm sorry I took so long
But I had to
I'm sorry I let it get so far
I thought I had to
I'm sorry I took so long
I'm sorry I dragged you down here
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Are the waves rising?
Is my anger not content?
With a sore evening.
And a dead housefly
Will I find a place?
Where the lake can’t see me too?
Where the sand buries
All the scorched driftwood
So I look outward
At a place across the sea
A new home for you
Far away from me
Where the snow falls down
All powdered and pristine
Before the mud showers
And the dead winter
All across the state
The sun is burning down
Hotter getting hotter till the swamplands bubble up
Ponce de Leon
Looked out across the strait
Convinced himself he saw martyrs trapped above the waves
Every time I talk
The tone is missing mark
Sinking always sinking till I cannot help but scream
There’s no going back
Too far to turn around
So silently I sit and hope someday to find an end
Is the sea rising?
Will it bury me in time?
While I count shipwrecks
And become sunsets
Can I feel your shape?
Does the light here reach you too?
Has it been too long?
Is the air tearing ?
So I plant flowers
But it doesn’t seem they’ve grown
All this dirt’s worthless
Now that I’ve left home
In a haze searching
Through grey days and sleepless nights
Waiting for something
But I don’t know what
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Counting Shipwrecks
03:17
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Wild flowers in bloom
Tell the tale of how I got here
I don’t want to stay too long
Another year, or maybe ten
I can never seem to move
The beach beneath the beach counts shipwrecks
Driftwood sinks and breathes in sea
Jealous of my swollen wood heart
I’ve completely
Forgotten the melody
For this song
I’ve forgotten it
Now it’s gone like
Fleeting sediment
Washed away by
Crashing ocean waves
The sky was blue and so were you
Like drowning suns and harvest moons
Weird storms brew around my head
I looked at my feet instead.
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I Always Have To Leave
03:58
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I can never seem to move
But I alway have to leave
When I meet you in the park
We go down the longest trail
But it's never quite enough
So I tear myself away
Ripping stitches out my side
I slowly walk back to the car
In the woods, or on the phone
Real life always drags me back
When I live so far away
Real life always drags me back
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I’m still awake
I can never sleep
I can never seem to move
Closer to my dreams
So I’m up all night instead
Until I pass out listless
The light near you
Doesn’t ever seem to reach me
I’ll never see
The same sunset you’re seeing
Looking up into the glowing
Shore above the shore, a dream for sure
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White Waves/Dark Coasts
02:17
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Shade
03:08
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Live In Florida, 2019
04:45
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Everywhere I look there’s jungle trees
An armadillo round the yard
A possum crawling in the mud
It’s hotter getting hotter somehow still
All this air must way a ton
The rain comes through and then is done.
Weird storms passing through with weirder sounds
It’s the lightning and the rain
A thunder clap that scares the dogs
This endless summer started back in march
All my longsleves out the door
An acclamation passing swift
Move in with family
Be closer to the sea
Turn this life around
Ignore the crumbling sound
The beach beneath the beach is calling me
Out beyond the wandering sea
Is this a shipwreck or a home
White waves getting higher off the bow
And when nothing’s going right
The lights are fading every night
Up all night and looking for a cure
This tension never ends
I walk around to clear my head
Dark shapes moving slowly in the fog
They’re hungry for this curse
The pale moon peaks around the clouds
One wishbone to break in two
The references I make are falling flat
They’re all a bit too on the nose
There should be subtlety, you know?
Talentless and lacking basic skills
Every syllable’s a mess
A jumbled shape of nothingness
Innovation rings with empty lines
There will never be new sounds
Please listen close and then forget
But hopefully you hear my nightly song
The echoes taking up my mind
The strange lights high above the stars
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Your New Idea
03:52
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Another day
Another night spent in your cave
Where there’s no air or windows
And no one tries to go
I sneak in late at night
I have to feed the dog
So that’s your new idea
come on you can’t believe that works
That’s your big idea
Find a new place for your cave
Leave this house behind
I guess we’ll figure the rest out
I’m walking in your shoes
And I hope I make this work
I’m just a shade
I’m a shadow far behind
I have a messy car
And I’m never there on time
I thought we’d all be here
But our family life’s a mess
Another day
Another night spent in my room
The one that once was your’s
And now is mine alone
I sing my little songs
And hope I make this work.
I know you’re looking out for yourself
You’ve been hurt before
But we miss you
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I tried to breathe
But the ocean came and said
Salt will fill your lungs instead
We found a place
To roll around in grass
We laid there and relaxed
But the rocks, awkwardly
Told us of nothing
A tension displacing
I’ve got to go
It washed over me
All the build up and the dread
And things better left unsaid
I already knew
I’d fallen once before
Under the shore above the shore
The sun still shined down
But I couldn’t see it
The sky was translucent
You’re all I saw
How do I
Take apart this lie
I’ve built into me
I cannot keep
These emotions that I’ve weaved
Into a made up future
I look up
At the shore above the shore
I need to see the real sky
The beach beneath
the beach still calls for me
I’m another shipwreck
But the waves
inbetween the waves
Just keep on moving
I look up
At the shore above the shore
Glowing in the real sky
When I look back
You’re all that I remember
Between June and September
Now winter’s come
And soon I’ll have to leave
Away from everything I need
In the snow we stand
And yeah sure I’m crying
But you’re also crying
I’ll come back soon
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Weird Storms Daytona Beach, Florida
A weird storm brews around my head
I look at my feet instead
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