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Burn
04:24
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The sound of cicadas & static
From the baby monitor
Wake up & try to be pragmatic
But looking back it’s all a blur
Thought I wanted to inspire
Now past the point of no return
Putting out fire after fire
Should have let the whole thing burn
The sound of rain drops & an argument
From our backseat little boy
Wants windows down he’s bargaining
Let’s all scream into the void
Maybe my brain should be rewired
It’s nothing of great concern
Until we’re all singing with the choir
Should have let the whole thing burn
The sound of your heartbeat in beeps
Coming out from the machine
Reminds me of waking you from sleep
Driving you to class around nineteen
All the maintenance that we require
Habits I wish we could unlearn
All gathered around the campfire
We should let the whole thing burn
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2. |
Mental Health
03:39
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My phone is dead
I can’t call in
If I could I don’t know what excuse I’d give
My stomachs sick
Some other line
The truth is I just need to take some time
Time for me
My mental health
Please don’t confuse this as a cry for help
Need to make something
with my own hands
Maybe the paint can make me understand
The mess I made
We built a kingdom
With time and pain
It sure looks pretty
It’s falling down
Left in ruins
They’ll say “what a shame,
It sure looked pretty”
My phone is dead
I can’t call you
If I could I’d ask you for your point of view
What went right?
What went wrong?
And Find some better words for this song
Like I once was blind
But now I see
Everything’s laid out right in front of me
Let’s Watch the sunset
On the southern land
Maybe you can help me understand
The mess I made
We built a kingdom
My neurotic brain
But It sure looks pretty
It’s falling down
All my delusions
They’ll say “what a shame,
It sure looked pretty”
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