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The Kite
03:20
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We are sick
Of the silence of our brothers
And the dreams of our mothers
That never got to see the light of day
So let's take anything that we can
Have ourselves a grand weekend
Oh, we can leave it all behind
But now alone
I've got to see my problems through
It's kind of hard without you
Oh don't you see
When it all tries to bring me down
There's a sudden wind that wraps me
And ties me straight down to the ground
Like a kite hangs from its string
Please don't let go
And so you stare
Right through the shame that I have built
The fire I feed with my guilt
Because somehow you know
The pain I bare
The sound of dead air in the room
The years that I have consumed
To keep you from seeing
When it all tries to bring me down
There's a sudden wind that wraps me
And ties me straight down to the ground
Like a kite hangs from its string
Please don't let go
And so I've tried to find another way
To deal with the outcomes of my fate
That's always been the hardest part for me
And dealing with the tides that change
Oh fuck my face and fuck my name
That is not what I want you to see
To see
To see
And it all tries to bring me down
There's a sudden wind that wraps me
And ties me straight down to the ground
Like a kite hangs from its string
Please don't let go
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2. |
Swing
04:01
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When all you got are weekends
But they're blended and fuzzy
And the only sound that speaks to you
Is the buzz of your TV
You can make some calls
And buy some new clothes
But eventually
The very things that keep you sane
Are the things that make you leave
And it's so sad to see you go
But it's about that time of year
Maybe someone somewhere else can save you
Oh when I forgot about the fact that
My whole life is laced with doubt
That is something I could never live without
Oh and ooh it's all about the things that
You can't talk about with me
Cuz you're scared of who I could be
Yeah yeah yeah
We can sit and talk forever
If you think that's what you need
But from the sound of it
And my experience
That won't solve a thing
Oh yeah it's time we made a move
Oh yeah it's time we finally see
The very things you stand to lose
Are the things that we don't need
Oh when I forgot about the fact that
My whole life is laced with doubt
That is something I could never live without
Oh and ooh it's all about the things
That you can't talk about with me
Cuz you're scared of who I could be
Yeah yeah yeah
I forgot about the fact that
My whole life is laced with doubt
That is something I could never live without
Oh and ooh it's all about the things
That you can't talk about with me
Cuz you're scared of who I could be
Woah woah
Woah woah
Woah woah
Woah woah
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3. |
Drifting
03:25
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If I drift into a daydream
I can melt away the real things
That I try so hard to find
And my hands
They are useless
While I fumble through the ashes
Where I find
That there's nothing left behind
And so there's nothing left for you to tear down
When you say that I can't make it
When you say that I can't make it
Well I'll sing when there's nothing left to say
And we know that when it comes to that day
It will work itself out anyway
And so I'll say that I won't let you down
And you just might say the same
And we sit barely breathing
As if I need a reason to come down
From where I want to be
There's no focus or direction
When a feeling hits with a mission
To turn you out
So I won't forget what you said to me
"Keep your head and someday you will see
That it will work out eventually"
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4. |
I Have No Reason
03:54
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so i've been writing down everything i see
scribble in the hope of something to achieve
and it's not that i see so much, or that i'm so smart that
i pick up the things that you cant read
and if you say that i'm inspired
then you would be a liar cause
i'm driven by my apathy with the things laid out in front of me
and its hopeless when I get this way
and inspiration has no other way for me
.. ..
the fact that i can’t pick the words when i, sit down to try,
defines my life
so i’ll just keep trying to relieve, you of your sympathies, and i'm so sorry
.. ..
so you say i'm hot and bothered and your right I cant recover
but its not what you think
i cant help but write down all my thoughts, its been that way since i heard that
song so long ago and
if you say that i'm inspired then
you would be a liar cause
its just jumbled memories that i regurgitate with such ease
and its hopeless when I get this way
and my pen wont scratch the paper the way I like
.. ..
it’s the therapy that we all need except my diary is for all to read
and if its not for you that’s fine by me, just let me be, no apologies
and if you listen you’ll hear the sounds of growing up
its restless and confusing but with a little luck
i will take the songs that I hear and pin them on this spinning wheel
of the tape that rolling in my mind, so fragile in a broken line
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