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Flood Lights
02:52
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You burst a pipe
And I know that I should call
Not watch the moonlit water pour down your walls
I think something broke in me
There’s an arc
There’s an order to the tides
There’s red and orange ink bleeding from the eyes
In my face
In the pictures that you took of me
I I I know I brought it on
And it’s easy all your songs say
tell her when you go that you’re really gone
I’m not going anywhere
Ooo you’re climbing the stairs
And I probably should start crying when I see you
And I’m tryna cry but whoa it’s such a deep blue
And I wanna cry but whoa it’s such a deep blue
And I’m swaying and I’m soaking in a deep blue
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Phantom Attitude
04:08
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In the middle of my only room
I been working myself up into a pretty good mood
Ballerina-like ballerina-like ballerina-like
I’m grinning through the pain
I’m an omen my day will wreck your day
I’m so happy and I don’t know why
I was riding round your orchard when I felt it unwind
Will you read to me will you read to me will you read to me?
My vision is a blur
I’m an addict my words will mince your words
Phantom attitude
Phantom attitude
Phantom attitude
I’m working up some feelings
In the afternoon
I’m not dying easy eyes-closed death
When I’m all out of emotion I take twenty quick breaths
Oh my readership oh my readership oh my readership
Is dwindling by the day
Honey try me my ways will change your ways
Phantom attitude
Phantom attitude
Phantom attitude
I’m working up some feelings
In the afternoon
Cheer up Charlie you’re your own worst friend
Notice all these endings ending in these little godsends
Oh your attitude oh your attitude oh your attitude
Is keeping me awake
I know I know it can unravel you
Staring in that violet cup of swirling drink and ice cubes
I was living proof I was living proof I was living proof
I was living proof I was living proof I was living proof
I was living proof I was living proof I was living proof
If ever you’re the same
Come and find me my pains will ease your pains
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3. |
Night Driveway Practice
03:32
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In the warm part of my room
I been practicing my moves
Children sleep if you give em beds
Divers close their eyes at the edge
And I turn heads but I dunno why
aa ooo
I’m a big surprise
I put the cello down
And then you see
All my bad luck just seemed fair
When you said yeah I’ll cut your hair
That meant yes I will touch your neck
A few good prayers and look what you get
The blondes at my church aren’t having fun
aa ooo
I’m the only one
But I’m having fun
Most of the time
Eyes like mine you don’t need smarts
Science kids they don’t need arts
Arts don’t count if they don’t look weird
I night driveway practiced for years
And all I got was this fucking shirt
aa ooo
Hours and hours and hours were blurred
Fear me
I’m a big word
Can you come over?
Everyone I know is batshit
And I’m on a downward swing
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Don't Drive
04:59
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Don’t try to drive
Don’t try to drive tonight
Pressures dropping I was right
Heavy shiver in the air
I don’t know why I’m laughing
You know the bridges freeze first?
And then the gin in your purse
And then the swimming pool where you work
All from the crash
All from the thunder crash
That made you drop your water glass
Which made us stoop to clean it up
Which put your mouth right near mine
I’m omnipotent now
I hear your thinking and wow
It’s not all daisies and paisleys anyhow
This semiprecious lighting is the lighting from my dream
These shadows of you
Look alive
Don’t drive home tonight
Maybe I do care
If it hurts if it hurts if it hurts
If it really hurts
Sleep while you can
Sleep while you can don’t wake
Once things change they never change
It’s like drawing on your walls
Like haircuts for your girl dolls
You know the carpet will dry
And then the tear in your eye
And then the riverbed under breathing skies
This semiprecious lighting is the lighting from my dream
This feeling you hold
Is a high
Don’t drive home tonight
Maybe I do care
If it hurts if it hurts if it hurts if it really hurts
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5. |
Feeling Like a Man
03:34
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Feeling like a real man today
Hope it’s not a one time thing
Got good ideas today
I gotta patent something in my name
You know they can’t let me feel this way
They’ll get me with the bait and switch
And have me screaming babe
Say something only I know only you would say
Sometimes I feel like an innocent man with a blood glove
Love and all it’s phone calls
Couldn’t settle me down
Oh oh no you don’t
Hate it when it gets dark like that
Just as we were breaking up
But now I know it true
What I want to do do you want to do it too?
Sometimes I feel like a stack of two kids in a trench coat
Guessing where I’m going
I’m just gonna sway here
And feel good bad
Feeling like a pet dog today
Choking on his chain chain chain
You’ve every right to cry
I’m crying too see my angry reddish eyes?
You know I mean well mean well what do I mean
Well all can be took two ways
Everybody knows that
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No Sign Is a Good Sign
03:05
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Where am I going and why
Oh my whole life to the day has been me waiting on some sign
I went to the mall to ask two real astronauts
But they didn’t know
Then your grandfather died
And I saw this alien angel eye
Out my window
But they would not stop the bus
And I’m worried I faked it
I’m worried I faked it
I’m bringing liquor home lady
I just stood writing songs at the counter and they paid me
You’re touching my shoulders
It makes me shiver like I’m scratching a brick
When the time finally came
And I mostly felt the same
You said no sign
Is a real good sign sometimes
And I know that you hate it
I’m worried I faked it
Yeah I know that you don’t blink insanely
Well I do
And I’m blinking very fast as I climb up onto the roof
And I’m holding onto the chimney
And I’m listening really hard
And it’s good and weird
I’m delicate here on the side of the rolling earth
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Heroine
03:19
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Calling from a fun bar
It’s me I heard you’re living with some school friends now
I’m in the never-ending
I wake up and I wake up again
What a room-hushing heart-crushing myth of a heroine
Heroine
Gonna clean my room up
Stiff drink and here I go
I’m wading memory deep in ticket stubs
I think you’re still who I love
Some of us should stay here
But me and lady maybe we should look for clues
And later on the terrace
I learn I’m just a chill in the wind
For a room-hushing heart-crushing ear-rushing heroine
You know how when you’re folding your clothes
You’ll feel like everybody you went to school with
Wants to watch you twist your ankle in the semis?
Stick it and grimace Kerri you’re a big girl
Almond eyes
Teary nothings
My love is such an honest love
You’re up and asking if I just cleaned my room
Baby that’s all I do
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The Sameness
04:00
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Pretty sure I’m not awake
This beach is just girlfriends
I’m running I’m running
I’m not waking up
I thought that the blood rush sound
Was you driving home
Funny yeah I guess it was
Touching your necklace
The sameness the sameness
Is freaking me out
I thought that I made you up
But now you’re inside my car
Sticking your toes in the air vents
Pretty sure I’m not awake
This highway is ribbons
I’m glitching I’m glitching
I’m slipping I’m out
I’m deep in the clothes rack now
Where no one can hear my sounds
I feel like a fold in the fabric
The intercom’s on
And they’re saying my name
They’re saying my mothers name
And I know the name
And the knowing is a little pearl
There’s no love in New York state
And we’re driving at reckless rates
And I’m watching my lips turn blue
In the mirror view
In the mirror view
Momma dreams really do come true
Momma dreams really do come true
Momma dreams really do come true
Momma dreams really do
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Did you ever wanna know why
I would sleep so long?
It’s where I got this cold wet feeling on my palms
That you’re feeling now
Do you feel it now?
We gotta stay warm and dry somehow
Did you ever wanna know why
I would talk so slow?
It’s where I got this weird way of taking off my clothes
That you’re seeing now
Do you see it now?
We gotta stay warm and dry somehow
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10. |
You Little Liar
04:47
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Ain’t my puppeteering improving
I been improving
I’m living down among the details now and oh how nice
To be that size
A little night life
Two silver earrings on one’s countertop and hey
You’re right on the fine line
It was a midnight
And I was carefully deflating the balloons and closing
The windows
And you came in slow
And you collapsed and started saying how you’d heard
Palm trees had been dying
And you were lying
And I was nodding I was really all enrapt
My senses overlap
I think we’re being watched from the cul de sac
I’ll go out — I’ll tell them what is what
I’ll rage and I’ll rage till I’ve raged just enough
Don’t talk I am sitting on my porch swing
I am the porch king
I am the phantom of the ski lodge I am so caught up
In the details
I’m on a detail
I’m in the middle of a weekend on a sidewalk
Under an airplane
In front of your place
I’m in your little room I’m telling you how black holes
Are multiplying
And I am lying
And you are listening with the patience of a saint
I’ll scare myself awake
I’ll smash a liquor glass in the fireplace
It’s me I am never getting tired
I’ll rage just enough just for you little liar
Little liar
Little liar
In snowshoes I am in snowshoes I have no news
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