1. |
Anthem Pt 1
05:00
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Don't wash away the sins of hours spreading from the day into night
Just tear them off, one by one and celebrate the loss that you made
The spoken word that dribbles out the corners of your mouth fall aside
And no one else is listening to anything you scream sing or say
This hourglass is filling up with pieces of your sand grain by grain
There's so much more to how you choose to spend each single one before it falls
On this briefcase is all that you need to believe
I can't find you a way to get out of this game
This is old, this is something that's told
Many miles away across oceans today
In the cargo we laid trying hard not to say
What we know would result in a fucking parade
Chasing dreams, run away, before I lose our place
This is all we've become and that's ok with me
What is this light I cannot see
It's washing out the bitter taste
When will I find a better way
Than waiting out this last parade
Waking up wishing for the day to bring you what you don't need
Is it all that you think, it's all in how you choose to recall
Take each step written in the sand, another mark that you have
There's so much else, find each trail of effort that you want to recall
On this bookshelf is all that you need to go on
I can't hide from this truth I can't blind it away
This is old, this is something that's told
Many miles away but we don't have to stay
In the shadows and crawling on all fours
Use the strength that you found for this fucking parade
Chasing dreams, run away, before I lose your place
This is all we've become, and that's ok with me
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2. |
Oddysey
04:57
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My time is coming stretching fingers, curling fists
And reaching out as far as coasts will leave us with this ashy sand
My own advice is finding failure from the start
I wish I screamed a thousand times because we'll never reach the end
My knees are shaking like the first time and I'm over asking
For what is fair and right and nothing's lasting
The fire's raging high I'm closing both my eyes
I never knew about it and I'm far past caring
This story is the last thing that I can ever put down again
Looking behind your shoulder doesn't help the start
The ink that's left inside your pen can't write the story yesterday
Wishing for pennies we can throw into the pot
Can only get you to the starting line the rest is up to you
My knees are shaking like the first time and I'm over asking
For what is fair and right and nothing's lasting
The fire's raging high I'm closing both my eyes
I never knew about it and I'm far past caring
This story can't get worse, all I can do is read it till the end
My knees are shaking like the first time and I'm over asking
For what is fair and right and nothing's lasting
The fire's raging high I'm closing both my eyes
I never knew about it and I'm far past caring
This story can't get worse, all I can do is read it till the end
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3. |
Incarnate
05:21
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I'll take each precious second to pretend this water isn't
Spilling out among the fields I sowed
I should be paying all my attention to the grains of salt I thew
In front of oceans blue I'll take it on
This challenge drawn across the second time
I'll take it on
This challenge drawn across this bloody line
Now it's all about finding ways to say
That it covers holding out your hands I know
I know I've made mistakes
I'm holding every single heartbeat
That I stole from you
It's all been true I wish it wasn't
All you thought that this would be
I've broken wings before you
Learned to fly a second try
At life is all we need
I find myself in front of mirrors taking stock
Of what I left last night in the dark of night
My dreams are filling up of this life I leave my self
Into the future hoping for a brighter night
I"ll pass it on
This time I'll mean the things I said I'd do
I'll pass it on
This time I'll make my wishes become true
Now it's all about finding ways to say
That it covers holding out your hands I know
I know I've made mistakes
I'm holding every single heartbeat
That I stole from you
It's all been true I wish it wasn't
All you thought that this would be
I've broken wings before you
Learned to fly a second try
At life is all we need
BEST BREAKDOWN IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD
I know I've made mistakes
I'm holding every single heartbeat
That I stole from you
It's all been true I wish it wasn't
All you thought that this would be
I've broken wings before you
Learned to fly a second try
At life is all we need
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4. |
Waterboarding
05:54
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I hold my eyes open so I see every breath
My head is dulled so my dreams are black and white, these colors run
Together making waves of sounds that I don't understand
My body's breathing underwater...and I can't raise my hand
For air this precious gift I wasted long before you came inside
What's left, this shell is hardened and my heart is crying out for
Something real I feel myself start to lose control of everything
I thought that I could walk away but everyone around me
Stops and stares at shows, admission only guilt
Of what we pretend that we could be, I'm sorry
It's hard to hear, it's even hard to say
I need a room without a view to keep my demons away
This is what you want, and this is what I need
This time I'll hold my head up high and make these seconds count
Like yesterday
I'll bleed before these lights are low, I'll take this pill I've place
Under my plate, holding court inside this living room
My judge and jury doing justice, throwing me away without
This lock is burning holes my pockets haven't had a chance to sow
Believe what I know that I can be, I won't leave this lying down
My faith is stronger than the lowest anyone around me
Stops and stares at shows, admission only guilt
Of what we pretend that we could be, I'm sorry
It's hard to hear, it's even hard to say
I need a room without a view to keep my demons away
This is what you want, and this is what I need
This time I'll hold my head up high and make these seconds count
Like yesterday
I stop these old flailing pieces, wasting all my days
The windows blurring into backgrounds so I'll let you
It's hard to hear, it's even hard to say
I need a room without a view to keep my demons away
This is what you want, and this is what I need
This time I'll hold my head up high and make these seconds count
Like yesterday
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5. |
Horizons
04:35
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6. |
Anthem Pt 2
04:31
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7. |
JCB
05:07
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8. |
Early Angel
04:34
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It starts with one touch over shoulder strained neck
And I can't see past the forest towers
Keeping out the coming storms...the clouds are rolling anyway
Watching me from heights I crane back my neck but I'll
Never understand
Why you took it upon yourself to steal yourself from the air we breathe
Leaving us behind
The walls are glass faced, leaving windows to your eyes
But I can't understand the context, how did we get here at all
They're begging, but I'm asking for days
An hour, minute, second more
I'll take the time off what I have left...why is this so fucking hard
I'm not asking, now I'm begging
Watching me from heights I crane back my neck but I'll
Never understand
Why you took it upon yourself to steal yourself from the air we breathe
Leaving us behind
It's over now
This is harder than it should have to be
I can't bring myself to prepare for it
Watching me from heights I crane back my neck but I'll
Never understand
Why you took it upon yourself to steal yourself from the air we breathe
Leaving us behind
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9. |
Snowmaggeddon
04:01
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10. |
Mutter (Demo No Vox)
06:22
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