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the last postcard you sent, i didn't read it
not because i didn't want to, i had just left town
and now i'm back and we're the last few left
swear we're happy but we're sad still, and i can't tell if i'm keeping pace with it
this geography i blame everyday keep my curses hiding
it's a process that seeps through itself
i just can't run away
i got a partner, she's amazing and i'm still screaming
at the sun, oh why oh why oh why oh why oh why
and i've lost too many friends to count to their lifestyles or the weather, and i can't tell if
i'm catching up with them
i'm not afraid of dying just afraid of getting sick
i've seen the changes in photographs
and i won't believe it
i'm not afraid of living, just afraid of being left behind and we shouldn't ever be scared of it
‘cuz i'm not afraid of dying, just afraid of losing you
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late nights and sketchy parties keep the mind occupied
of what you haven't consumed
old books and sad libraries offered more support than i could,
but it's not the end of your empowerment
in your skin
i know you hope i know what you did last night
did you open up your stomach, make you feel alive
in your skin
‘cause i want another body
even though the one i have i know works well
i can't complain
it's so much easier admitting i'll stay
in these footsteps of imagery
idealized nothing singing softly to the sky: who am i?
you've taken my brother, another life, another
selfless being selfish as it seems to take your pride
in yourself to be who you want to be
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i wanted to feel. preserving myself for those nights we spent on those church steps by your parents' house
you wanted to taste steel. not conventionally, that's why we drugged our brains out
that way's too easy, they say
that way's too easy, they wait
then eric bought a gun, not a literal one but something just as dangerous and fun. we lived our electronic lives,
i guess they just sided against us that time
that way's too easy, they say
that way's too easy, they wait
for my friend to come home
it was no accident, i wanted to believe it
your mind just played a dirty trick on you
there's power in decisions, i know that's true
i'll always promise i'm proud of you
ride those airwaves, i'm glad you're happy now,
my friend
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do you still hate me?
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