1. |
Grainy
04:20
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(Verse)
A thousand words
I wonder if there are more
Than back then
It looked so good
No part ever seems to age
In essence
(Pre-Chorus)
It’s so easy to say
That freezing time preserves the beauty
But nothing golden stays
Forever in sobriety
(Chorus)
Grainy, when we look with new eyes
Grainy, a nostalgic disguise
A figment of time is enough of a life
To a grainy surprise
(Verse)
From every point
Where the blonde tone of the sun
Delights us
A subtle detail
Or a two dimension ration
To make sense
(Pre-Chorus)
Does it draw itself?
As the planes collide in scope
Or does it gather dust
Til its technicolor implodes
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Seeking truth inside the lines
Though the fire behind subsides
In what we vaguely realize
(Verse)
A thousand words
I wonder if there are more now
Than back then
(Chorus)
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2. |
The Pyre
04:29
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We couldn’t stay here forever
Even if its beauty stands
A paradise arose
As scary as it seemed then
It was once our home
Deteriorated long ago
The place which terrifies
Still seems to satisfy
Wherever you are
I hope you find the moonlight
The kindness others shown us
I miss when that was rife
Loss seems sad at first
Then brings odd yet sweet comfort
If death comes in this time
Earth will always be our hide
When will we say goodbye
To the conflicting well of souls
A luck that was thriving
Before it shook us to our bones
Some things we think never change
Behind our eyes will still solvate
So, if peace does not feel close
It will find us when needed most
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3. |
Dreams
04:07
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Dreams
(Verse)
Was it a nightmare? Was it a dream?
Did I get what I want? Did I get what I need?
Was it a bird? Was it a shadow?
Did it lunge toward me? Or did it soar?
(Chorus)
People tell me that I’m crazy.
It’s the same old song and dance.
Now I feel so very lazy.
Like I'm caught up in a trance.
(Verse)
Were there stars? Were they way up high?
Should I look towards the sky? Is it getting light?
Am in the ocean chasing the tides?
Or am I in parts unknown looking for a sign?
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
But if you look into my eyes you’ll see.
You’ll find there’s no one else but me.
In my dreams.
In my dreams.
No one in my dreams.
There’s no one else but me.
(Chorus)
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4. |
Lunchtime
04:23
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(Verse)
A half an hour to spare
To quench my savory affair
Spending a twenty each night
To take me to paradise
Long enough to have alone
Short enough to grab and go
Yet the time still suffocates
The troubles it don't eradicate
I can go for a spam sandwich right now I know it's high calorie but I'll eat anything at this point...
(Chorus)
Somebody tell me when is lunchtime
Not for the places I'd run to
If cake is what they let us feast on
Why set the time to eat so obtuse
(Verse)
We used to long every day
Gathering in a peckish array
Now passed is all the flavor
A short lived peace to waver
Can't heal ourselves from the storm
Or seek refuge when forlorn
Only our anger at the ordinance
Which ruins the business making song and dance
Oh someone brought sushi or something is he do boujee for us or what?
(Chorus)
(Break)
(Chorus)
When's lunchtime...
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5. |
Rain Town
04:38
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Ziggy Grover Allendale, New Jersey
Ziggy Grover is a singer-songwriter from Allendale, New Jersey. Their music takes from all walks of life, having fallen in love with writing and performing music at a young age. Now, they hopes their stories have listeners learning and loving all over again. ... more
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