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Empty Sheets
03:29
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I've lost my sight
I'm just blind behind wide opened eyes
Now I'm just a ghost
On the passenger seat.
Let's write a story
Of words we never meant to say
As if I ever understood what you meant to me...
Catch me!
It's a story about suffer
Tales of a former me
I kneel before lines I've never heard
Progress brought me here by chance.
Basically I'm stuck between me and the I I never got to be
Between us and the you you used to be.
This is a failure of an autobiography.
Could you find me, please?
I always came to grief as I tried to clean the mess I've left
It's this lie in believe to bring me down
the higher I climb the harder I fall.
You said you always knew
What we would turn out to be
You said you always knew
I've lost my sight
I'm just blind behind wide opened eyes
Now I'm just a ghost
On the passenger seat.
Let's write a story
Of words we never had to say
Now I finally understand what you mean to me...
Catch me!
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The Gap
04:31
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I am sitting in the same old room
listening
To the same old records
Once again I can’t handle what I’ve seen
There are children sitting next to each other
sad smiles covering up their faces
and they aren’t allowed to move for 12 hours a day
but that one guy with the gun
he’s there
to take care about safety they say
but in reality you know what he’ll do
if one steps out of line
he says
it’s okay and they have to do this
otherwise their families would starve
and die
the camera turns and I see the dust
that the bullets are blowing up
on their way into the flesh of these people
they have their arms raised up high
and hold these signs in their hands
I can’t read them but I know what they’re saying
// I will carry the truth. //
“We won’t forget all the blood and the crime that we have seen”
“It won't happen again. Nevermore will it be our fault”
But he’s wearing his suit and his broad grin overlaps the paper behind his back
It’s green and the numbers I see
Substantiate my suspicion
I stand up make the few steps to the bathroom
And as the blue smoke swirls in front of my eyes
A lonely tear drips down my face
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Nostalgia DEMO
03:31
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Life seems to be floating straight through my hands
I want to grab it but it slips through the sink
Moments they come and go
But what stays is that bitter taste of my past
That shines in brightest colours
Calling for me to come back
And so I slowly become a slave to the glance of my memories
I try to look forward
But all I can see is a reflection of my past
The step that has been waiting for so long to be made
Would leave behind the masquerade that makes me feel so goddamn safe
So I’m still stuck
Nailed onto the ground underneath my feet
I Feel unable to move
Forced to stay in my same old mind
Time is the crack that slowly breaks every safe ground
Nostalgia
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