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Lion
05:08
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darling, I see you smiling
through the steam on the shower door
but now darling, I hear you crying
the faucet's too quiet to drown it
but baby you are a lion
you're frightening and violent
and if death is as scared as I am
then he'll leave us alone for the moment
this house we've built feels broken
the cedar shingles have rotted
the paint-less walls have all molded
and our house of cards has folded
but honey you are my lion
you're frightening and violent
I'm so deathly afraid beneath my pale skin
and I want your smile how it had been
and I want your eyes like I knew them
because my heart is filled with conflict
and I love you yet feel homesick
hope he leaves us alone for the moment
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2. |
Army
04:26
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I'll start an army I've got some guns
hidden 'neath the floorboards
with three righteous sons
who've never seen peace in this land
and sleep soundly on pillows of bags made of sand
a traitor's heart freckled with pieces of lead
been living it sallow and mostly dead
peacekeepers fighting and a U.N decree
life's so expensive and dying is free
there's nothing that stands for me in this world
so I've got to fight this war
but just how the sun follows the moon
around we spin on this floating balloon
well I'll start a camp in the monument square
we'll put all our heads up in the air for a prayer
but the police are coming
just look at that wall
they've got tear gas and rubber bullets
what's the truth?
it's hard to say, just keep your head down kid
and walk away
because there's nothing that stands for us in this world
so we've got to fight this war
and just how the sun follows the moon
around we spin on this floating balloon
I'll start a revolution the media can feast
because my name is trending
he'll shoot out his tweets
cause someone is hiding way up high
in a hundred floor high-rise up in the sky
well sir take a penny and drop it to earth
give us something for all that we're worth
before I take an elevator up to that room
shoot out the ceiling and up over the moon
and just how the sun will follow us too
around we spin on this floating balloon
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3. |
Slip
03:58
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I've got a teeshirt
of a place I once visited
but never really saw
the newspaper shows
a place I don't know
in the grip of some awful claw
my cellphone cracked
when I dropped in on the steps
I lost that picture of you
in your slip one afternoon
I can't remember what you smell like
there's a place that I go
sometimes when I'm dreaming
I can't remember when I wake
but I know that I liked it
laying by your side
your hair so curly and tickling my face
and unless something changes
most of our routine days are lost to the ether
like nothing worth a memory
has ever befallen me
it's so hard to find something to cling to
so I lost 20 pounds
in the weeks shortly after
you grabbed your belongings while I was working
you packed your car not going to far
to your friend's house in town
with all but our bedsheets
but remember when I first kissed you
or was it actually you who first kissed me
because years have a habit of slipping away
but all I can say is that I want to relive that
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4. |
Playing Dead
05:30
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every human-being here
is in their archetypal form
let's put on a mask
so we can party through the storm
I'll keep believing
that this evening
will keep us from the past
we both know this cast
this act to the last
so direct me to the stage
bright as the curtain pulls and sways
we could cut a play
where the heartiest of hearts won't run away
where they're both content to stay
in their chests the whole way
it's a long way east my friend
don't forget your map
you can prove them right
when they say the west's a trap
I'll keep pleading
if you need me to soften the demise
say our goodbyes
till ornery it dies
or you could be the lead
and I'll be the one behind the scenes
we could cut a play
where the heartiest of hearts
won't run way
where they're both content to stay
in their chests the whole way
I see your silhouette
the sunset over the sea
my fickle fragile mind, my whole anatomy
is grieving the fleeting nature of our hearts
the subtle start of tearing apart
but the stage lights feel warm
like the sun on the boulevard
we could cut a play
where the heartiest of hearts won't run away
where they're both content to stay
in their chests the whole way
the future keeps a photograph
tucked between her breasts
the past wants life to move too fast
and solemn simple truth
I am always one to dread
let's not play dead, never play dead
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5. |
4th of July
04:40
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I fell in love with a tree
I scratched its bark as it said unto me
stand beneath my leaves
their broad enough to keep the rain off of thee
I fell in love with the sea
I dipped my naked toes into the depths of the green
with rocks under my knees
I scooped my hands into a bundle of seaweed
Molly girl, Molly mine
will we feel this way the rest of tonight
Molly my love, Molly mine
will we feel this way the rest of our lives
I fell in love with your eyes
stripped beneath your cloths and skin
saw what's inside
your broken collarbone
a pack full of cigarettes just being alone
flowers blooming in the sky
the lingering smoke from the 4th of July
just an empty field now
empty solo cups, emptiness with ups and downs
Molly girl, Molly mine
will we feel this way the rest of tonight
Molly my love, Molly mine
will we feel this way the rest of our lives
your skin smells like
freshly cut grass
the dew is soaking through my shirt to my back
your skin smells like
freshly cut grass
the dew has soaked through my shirt to my back
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6. |
Sandwich Islands
05:14
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we came on a ship
sailed from the east
to hunt great beasts beneath the seas
and I write you how it hurts
to feel undone
my heart flutters with the sails
and I yearn for something new
for what I discern
is to unlearn all I've learned
Mary says I'm blind
and of another time
he's right, my fight has all but died
when I dreamt of a bird
soaring above the sea
in it's guts were human-beings
when the island I found
it all cluttered with stars
killing the places that were dark
if all that I've seen
truly follows me
would you believe?
I sit on the bow
the night watch
and see a stilt pass the mast
and somewhere afar
a fire, a beach
a feast, the smoke scents the air
I drift off to sleep
with my head on my knees
and see a big colony
of towering trees
all dropping their leaves
and me sitting by
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7. |
Hafiz
05:08
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I'll pack my bag for the day
with all the things I want
and none of the things I need
and put them in a sack that I'll keep with me
because I might be
more wine than blood
I'm just some lines in the sand
some thought
I'll be a teacher, a friend, a lover
I'll be the warmth of a mother
and I'll pack my head full of poems
antidotes and spells
none of which I need
but I need some magic to dream the dreams that I want to dream
there's mescaline in the cactus by your bed
and plants steeping, steaming
beeswax melting onto the table
red mouths breathing, singing
and in your journal you'll write with a pen name
while I'm dead sleeping, dreaming, sleeping, dreaming and dead
I'll see through your eyes one day
I'll feel your heartstrings all torn and frayed
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8. |
New Language
03:05
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my body was curled
around yours like a fern
as you breathed into slumber
and the summer rain and thunder
so riotous and loud
it kept us hiding under covers
from the leaky roof above us
and the flooded basement floor
but my heart has learned
all the swears in its new language
I keep trying to wash it out
in the shadows of my self doubts
and I see it in your frame
all that sisterly abandon
you've got it pouring from your veins
like our gutters filled with raindrops
so bring in the rosemary
it's gonna frost hard tonight
I see it in the light and how it's dropping 'neath the treetops
and I've always had a sense
of when to stay and when to stay put
and I'm sorry for the bumps on this potholed unpaved highway
but my heart has learned
all the swears in its new language
I keep trying to wash it out
in the shadows of my self doubts
and I see it in your frame
all that daughterly abandon
you've got it stopped up in your veins
like our sidewalks deep in snowbanks
and there's nothing but the sound
of the shaking antique windows
blowing in the wind
of our unmoved into bedroom
it's been a hundred million years
on the edge of something crucial
and I wish I had you there
on this lone event horizon
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9. |
Lanolin
03:55
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there's nothing to see in here
said the girl to her mirror
a painting with no details
a vessel for sleeping pills
so go to sleep
my pretty little fling
and dream of nothing
and wake for no one
did you pull the blinds, and lock your doors?
her skin smells like lanolin
and so her sheets smell like it too
skin white and chamomile
and eyes light as June
he's digging through your trash
past the scraps of his dignity
in the ally of your apartment alone
well I promised I'd walk you home
so go to sleep
my pretty little fling
and dream of nothing
and wake for no one
did you pull the blinds and lock your doors?
her skin smells like lanolin
and so her sheets smell like it too
skin white and chamomile
and eyes light as June
well the past is a reverie
things were always harder than they seemed
her skin smells like lanolin
and so her sheets smell like it too
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10. |
Poppy Milk
03:13
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we were young for a fortnight of common bed
nomenclature of tongue-tied twisted dread
and we came for a feeling of reprieve
from the heat
forty acres of farmland in the hills
far away from the capital
and it rains down what we don't know
from their drones
a Soviet name carved into stone
landmines dug in as seeds are sown
we can speak in whispers
beneath the firs
poppy milk turned black as my sister's hair
our plots burned during our evening prayers
we will learn the names of their guns
with our sons
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11. |
Paper Thin
07:06
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we don't get much sun in our apartment
when it's snowing
and the branches of the trees
scratch our windowpanes in harmony
with the blowing of the wind
as it passes down the alley
past the corner store and gas station
where there's always someone drunk and ranting
the present isn't all it's made out to be
when your life is full of ashes
and your bank account is empty
there's something about the way
you look at me
when I'm falling fast asleep
that I know it through my eyelids though their closed and drifting
you think I'm haunted
that a ghost moans and follows me
my skin bleeds out I'm porous
like volcanic stone I'm wasted
by the ocean as it washes over
my feet I look out on the beach
and see a world that treasures greed and fear and loneliness
our words so paper thin
little creations
we can't really lift up
the veil all around them
our lives so paper thin
crooked skeletons
that greedily drink up
the good all around them
would you follow me?
we'll be a team running from the din
and though we'll die alone we'll rebuild from our bones
and if you felt like living
we'll stay as children who
wear their hair long and walk
barefoot around the gardens
and why not,
reminded of truth,
we give up on the nothing before it swallows all our youth?
but these walls are paper thin
we found out when
our fists went right through them
and the sound of neighbors
slid beneath the doors
and up through the floorboards
her skin was paper thin
and her damaged little lungs
were searching for a breath
then searching for the next
a lonely element
deep within our heads
and deep within our chests
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Sea For Miles is a Portland, Maine, based experimental folk rock project.
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