1. |
gnarwhal
01:35
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I've had bad times
On some good drugs
And got bad vibes
On some worse ones
I've had head lice
Crawl in my lungs
Afraid of cold hearts
And of soft hugs
I've been failing steadily
Pathetic when I dream
And been flailing wildly
Erratic when I sleep
Maybe I've read too much Proust
To put myself to proper use
Maybe this is all a ruse
But I'd like to be someone new
Maybe I could start with you
Is there something we could do?
You can break all of my bones
And as they heal, rearrange my shape
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2. |
chekov's gun
04:05
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That broken picture frame
Memories will never be the same
All my dreams are of dying
But I awake every time
In the bed I was lying
to shining garden chimes
Out the window like a widow
Most of my best friends, I won't see again
Most of my favorite ideas, I never wrote down
Scared to take a step with a friend
Reasonably expecting not to drown
And I bled out holding that slippery picture frame
I was born trying to hang myself
So I guess that life's a gift
But it keeps breathing in my ear
Asking when I'll try again
Oh shit I'm gonna break
absence made the heart grow harder
chest cavity burning heartache
I thought this time I'd be smarter
Most of my best friends, I won't see again
Most of my favorite ideas, I never wrote down
Scared to take a step with a friend
Reasonably expecting not to drown
And I bled out holding that slippery picture frame
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3. |
fistpig
01:55
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I sleep in the ground
Like everybody else
Lives in eyes of strangers left
Carried but forgotten
And filed away
With massive heft
Doubt saves
Belief kills
The lights are always on
when you're homeless
The difference between
What you want and
what is expected of you
Of course, people are weaker
Nearer the land of plenty
The desire to avoid being
lonely and hungry and cold
Doubt saves
Belief kills
The lights are always on
when you're homeless
No one knows what's wrong with him
But everyone else can see it right away
We judge ourselves by our intentions
But other's by their actions
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4. |
nü phoenix
03:21
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When I die,
I'll go straight to heaven
I sang it different
But I've learned my lesson
God struck me
And I got the message
Ever since
I wallowed in my blessing
When I die,
I'll go straight to heaven
I sang it different
But I've learned my lesson
Wish that I had stayed in touch
With the folks I claim to love
Instead I hid myself in a daze
Please don't fade away
I wanted
To share my epiphany
But you weren't
Here standing next to me
I made a wish
And leapt into a fountain
Was going well
Until they pulled me out of it
Oh god!
Here comes another
How long
Before they're going under
Wish that I had stayed in touch
With the folks I claim to love
Instead I hid myself in a daze
Please don't fade away
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5. |
ür whale cum (beaches)
02:54
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Build me a home out of Legos and glue
If you can't afford em,
Then I guess that Megablocks will do
Are we addicted to the way that our bodies move?
I wait patiently to see which seat you'll choose
Sully my name
Sullen because my name
Isn't my name
It's subject to change
The first one built a house out of loose sticks
The second built another out of Jenga bricks
Are we united by a need to exist?
I wait to see if you are just a cruel trick
Sully my name
Sullen because my name
Isn't my name
It's subject to change
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6. |
memory palace
03:24
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When I lost object everything
Swore I'd never lead life again
Hoarded high in my memory palace
Drinking blood from an old bone chalice
When time to moved to a current date,
Gave up trying to recreate
The things we saw and what I've done
Choking out from where I've begun
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7. |
karate technology
02:27
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Don't be alarmed if I disappear inside myself
It's a thing my body does
When it's discontent
When I reminisce
If I start to sweat...
Start throwing fits...
Very well might implode
Truly may implode
But I usually rebuild
If I bleed from my pits
And from underneath my fingernails,
And slinky, silver arms dangle
From my nose,
And I'm wailing....
Very well might implode
Truly may implode
But I usually rebuild
Yeah, I usually rebuild
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8. |
hedgehog's dilemma
02:35
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I'm going to work my life out
Well, I hope that works for you
If not, we can stay the same
Scared of everything new
If I had a million feet,
I could walk countless steps
I've packed so many thoughts
Never helps me to forget
Leave your worries for awhile
They'll still be there when you get back
Your memories aren't invited
As long as you hold these bodies
Everything tastes so sweet
After not eating
Never took pictures
Who's to blame?
Like two wrappers under the garbage bags
that were mine
I knew it but forgot
Passing it over, time after time
Leave your worries for awhile
They'll still be there when you get back
Your memories aren't invited
As long as you hold these bodies
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9. |
amber lamps
03:04
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Living life like a widow
Never died not yet born
Talking like a survivor
But no scars to adorn
I feel pretty safe
Can't ever get warm
Surrounded by niceness
Every edge is still worn
Drinking makes me extroverted
Sounding out my thoughts
You're so different when you're drinking
So quiet when you're not
If tears left scars,
Cheeks like riverbeds
From space or afar
Gouged on skin instead
Mouth full of broken glass
No more oral fixation
Tall walls can watch me but
Not the whole duration
Drinking makes me extroverted
Sounding out my thoughts
You're so different when you're drinking
So quiet when you're not
The face that launched a thousand ships
Genuinely disingenuous
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10. |
baseketball
01:33
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My favorite Pavement album?
It's Watery Domestic
The children will listen
If we give em our blessing
Seven filtered thoughts come out lying
But why do liars break for stop signs?
I'll see you in the morning
If we don't die in our sleep
God could never sculpt you the same
Preventive measures
Who to call if you're flooded?
What to look for when buying a house?
You remind me of a poem I can't remember
But if you'd have me,
You'd be mine but mostly you at the same time
This song makes me want to say I love you
Freeze me with virgin nerves
Tired of romance over the phone lines
Sentinel roads
I'll see you in the morning
If we don't die in our sleep
With you lying next to me
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