1. |
Waveforms
02:22
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go up and come down
in the strike of a crisis rely on
voices grown up around
are steady in their echoing
happy being nothing
warm summer
mosquito humming
twilight behind
out the door
go alone
waveforms
the eyes are heavy
the ears all red and the head sweaty
the paper is soggy and red and the fighting is unrelenting
to escape hell and approach the night
to the vision of love in the candlelight
to be called to the woods by fireflies
and answer to their beckoning
to the art of forgetting
feral, wild, yellow dandelion
hold it, exhale
pray to rise
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2. |
Strange Beings
02:54
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it can be so hard
when you don't belong
pull yourself apart
like a problem to solve
but you are a glimmer in the dark
an always guiding star
wrap me in twin talk
incidents on your skin
scars from when you were a kid
and i love you
i see who you used to be
resemblance to family
the part of your past that always haunted you
and i would hold your hand
if i knew you then
stretching towards the door
blurry bad dream
kids lit their signals
then we were strange beings
and it made no sense until i met
my new best friends
a place to lay my head
incidents on your skin
scars from when you were a kid
and i love you
i see who you used to be
resemblance to family
the part of your past that always haunted you
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3. |
Moment
03:38
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last night i
was caught up in myself
i saw shadow impressions
of a woman wronged
and turned back the covering
and a man came undone
with a deep blue stare and his heart exposed
i buried my head into the ground
and turned into stone
here for a moment
i hate when i seem to ruin it
i hate when i hurt someone i love
someone i promised to protect
permanent
i don't want it to be permanent
but that's just how it seems it is
when you hurt someone,
that scar will always live on their skin
i isolate myself
like a spider that's anxiously spinning her thread
and i've woven a dark fabric in my head
and it captures everything
that tries to pass
you flutter through the sky
or so you attempt
and i'm so sorry you were tangled in my web
and now i'm just a monster that's in a woman's skin
i'm betraying everyone that let's me in
here for a moment
i hate when i seem to ruin it
i hate when i hurt someone i love
someone i promised to protect
permanent
i don't want it to be permanent
but that's just how it seems it is
when you hurt someone,
that scar will always live on their skin
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4. |
Broken Limbs
03:20
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the clouds are parting
and i am starting to see
clearly for once
clearly as a blue sky
why would you even
think to say something like that
the car horn woke me from the
fantasy i had
it shattered the glass
it hurt when the limb i went out on broke
like the trust i let grow at the hand of my hope
in hindsight, i was too good to you
and, blindsided, i have to swallow this truth
and it's hard to stomach it
i'm the projector
and you were the screen
and your words sank like teeth
they shred everything
cause you're the wolf
and you're not the sheep
it hurt when the limb i went out on broke
like the trust i let grow at the hand of my hope
in hindsight, i was too good to you
and, blindsided, i have to swallow this truth
and it's hard to stomach it
it's hard to stomach it
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5. |
Beast
02:59
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he walks the crooked path down the hillside
his face is glowing red as the sun sets on his eyes
with no cares
he's got a right to be out there
the steps i take alone are carried out in haste
as i approach the others, i try to hide my face
behind my back
a beast is hungry for my flesh
it follows me where i go
my sisters and i carry knives
though i still feel exposed
and i wanna go untethered
not to depend on his protection
a leaf blowing his way western
it's natural
it's left unquestioned
across the river i'd cut
up the hills i'd march
to find a bed of warm grass
where i can watch the stars
the glitter holes poked in a canvas indigo
it follows me where i go
we carry our stories in tow
and i know how i was frozen
and i wanna go untethered
not to depend on his protection
a leaf blowing his way western
it's natural
it's left unquestioned
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6. |
Hold Still
03:10
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the lines
the ink
they soak
they bleed
no holds
for my feet
i'm faded
dissociated
mythical mercy
i promise protection
you give me belonging
a family affection
thicker than blood
we're beating the same
cause i feel at home when you say my name
we're in an ocean that's pulling our bodies
and you're something i could hold on to
my heart used to sink
and colors use to sing
but the fire lost her heat
and lately i don't feel anything
and i want some dirt to sink into
to grow from and grow into
thicker than blood
we're beating the same
cause i feel at home when you say my name
we're in an ocean that's pulling our bodies
and you're something i could hold on to
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7. |
Every Day is the Same
03:00
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barely awake
tasting blood for days
pulling all the curtains in
and soaking in the shame
on the floor
a pile in the corner
shadow of my daughter
i don't know her anymore
dusk sets in, i slip away
i made all these habits
i can mend the split myself
a fever to sweat out
when she wants you to wake up
hard fall
down here for so long
i'll walk into the light
i've gotta climb
and you can't come and get me
i'll wash it out myself
and say it all out loud
fire in my mouth
and it burns when it cleans
i saw faith in a gleam
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8. |
Sleepy Dog Kisses
02:45
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sleepy dog kisses and
the ember glow
under old crochet blankets
your body's so warm
i wanna hold you
i can see my breath
it shakes the dream
and wind's blowing into the cavity
the hollow tree
i carry the memory
you laying next to me
hanging on goodbye
until next time
as warm as a hug
in the kitchen the light
pours in through the window
and traces your smile
the worry behind
knowing pushing against everything
and pulling each moment so it's so heavy
to see you alone is the coldest feeling
i carry the memory
you laying next to me
hanging on goodbye
until next time
cracking and parting where you're standing
casting a shadow that's biting my skin
i leave and it feels like we're going through the motions
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9. |
For Sure
03:21
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beer and smoke
will you take me home?
warm hands in the cold
the big dipper and the quiet sound
two bodies treading a small town
he held my head when he said it and
something inside of me won't let it
i wanted to know the reasons that it's true
anyway it's proven by you
i don't know
always been slow going
though i've tried to let go
learn more of trusting
stepping into something strange
burning candles in twin flame
and dancing firecracker refrain
i wanted to know the reasons that it's true
anyway it's proven by you, you
do you know?
do you know for sure?
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10. |
Hope
03:10
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my face framed by your fingers
your face framed by the sky
the diner lights reflected
in the glistening broken bottles that lie
on the pavement
in the cracks are trash
and flowers growing nearby
sometimes i think my hold is so weak
and it wasn't meant to keep
but you sow belief
and on nights like this
i want to believe it
when that auburn fire kissed my wrists
i would walk towards my intention
thrown aside by the paralyzing
thoughts and whispering bitter bind
it's fiction, i hope
i hope it's a lie
the horses i chose would never cross the line
and i poured everything into nothing
future, you take the edge off the word
with your light beaming
the possibilities
better things could be
and on nights like this
i want to believe it
when that auburn fire kissed my wrists
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