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Ground
04:40
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day breaks in the cemetery.
just beneath the earth, my body stirs.
a torch left to burn out,
a shovel lying on the ground…
how did i end up here? there must have been a terrible mistake.
it’s far before my time – or maybe my time has come,
cause i can see my name scratched into the stone.
wipe the soil from my eyes, and the dirt from my back. whichever way it goes, i’m ready.
scrape the soil from my teeth, and the dirt from my neck. whichever way it goes, i’m ready.
my hands stuck under the ground.
my feet stuck under the ground.
not buried, but not unearthed – so push me in, or pull me out.
sun cuts through the dirt.
worms and beetles wake.
a premature monument:
a shallow grave, or no grave at all.
how did i end up here? there must have been a terrible mistake.
it’s far before my time – or maybe my time has come,
cause i can see my name scratched into the stone.
wipe the soil from my eyes, and the dirt from my back. whichever way it goes, i’m ready.
scrape the soil from my teeth, and the dirt from my neck. whichever way it goes, i’m ready.
my hands stuck under the ground.
my feet stuck under the ground.
not buried, but not unearthed – so push me in, or pull me out.
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In Sleep
04:13
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this feeling: it comes and it goes,
no warning at all.
last night in my sleep, i could see everything
as it was then, without looking away.
don't stop when i wake up.
don't pull me out of this place.
last night in my sleep, i could see everything
as it was then, without looking away.
(it comes, and it goes, and it comes, and it goes, and…)
torn out. torn out.
and in the morning, i tried to write it down.
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Burn
05:22
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i want to burn it down all the way, and stand in the ashes, grinning.
tear it down all the way, and stand in the wreckage, laughing.
you don’t know how bad i want to burn it down,
and stare up into the flames licking at the rafters.
as the walls crumble down, i can start to see out
through the smoke and the tears.
i guess i’ve gotten away from how i used to be…
but the fire will take me back:
its pure, perfect heat will finally set me free.
i want to burn it down all the way, and stand in the ashes, grinning.
tear it down all the way, and stand in the wreckage, laughing.
i can't explain just why i want to tear it down,
and stand spinning with my arms out in the rubble.
stupid smile on my face,
dust and tears filling up my eyes…
i guess i’ve gotten away…
(broken bodies to the embers dirt and fire drifting upward)
burn it down. wipe it out. tear it down to the ground.
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4. |
Coming Away
05:35
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well i guess i should say something to you.
in light of what’s been going on, i can’t keep quiet anymore.
well i guess i should say something to you.
too hard to keep on holding back, though this isn’t what you wanted.
but it's not getting into it that's the hard part–
it's coming away, for me. it's coming away.
it's coming away, for me. it's coming away.
(if you could be the reason, nothing else but you as the reason…)
follow this to its logical conclusion:
it seems we’ve reached an end, so far from our intentions.
but it's not getting into it that's the hard part–
it's coming away, for me. it's coming away.
it's coming away, for me. it's coming away.
(if you could be the reason, nothing else but you as the reason…)
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Light
04:10
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black holes where the light goes round and round:
my thoughts stay in one place, turning...
the words have come to my mind many times,
but they've never made it out.
black holes where the light goes round and round:
weightless, lost to the outside, receding into the emptiness, unfound.
the words have come to my mind many times,
but they've never made it out.
the speed that light goes.
the speed that light goes, round and round.
the speed that light goes.
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