1. |
Mother
00:29
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(voicemail)
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2. |
Natural Things
01:35
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we are made of glass and other natural things
you light a match and blow it out
'cause you like the smell
and you like me
when i'm not so loud
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3. |
72
01:56
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i'll tell you the truth for 72 hours
we'll see if you still stick around
biting down hard on a wooden cherry
every day i am getting better
what if every time someone new loved me
a birthmark appeared on my stark body?
a smattering of freckles on the bridge of my nose
i'm harvesting my worry 'cause it's something that just
grows and grows and grows
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4. |
Radio
01:37
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a radio commercial
reminds you of being small
and a winter spent hobbling
through a place that you're not fond of
goodbye is a swear word
wash your mouth with soap
sometimes i say dumb shit
tomorrow you'll forget i hope
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5. |
KB
01:58
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my dad watches storms like he's looking in the mirror,
like if he squints hard enough he'll become the lightning
"i can recite three myths from memory"
and at playtime i'm always the doggy
nectarines are victory food,
i bow my head as i sit in the pew
and i hope no one around me notices
i'm not talking to god, i'm just singing to you
ashamed of my words and the sounds they create
but i hope you can hear them 1500 miles away
my dad watches storms like he's looking in the mirror
and i love you, could i make it any clearer?
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6. |
Apoptosis
02:00
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found a video where i'm dancing with my father
i am four and i am out there in the open
you weren't home, but i played your piano
wrote a score in the key of doors closing
free jazz record spins on your machine,
you loved its chaos, but mine's just tiring
so i went home and i played my piano
wrote a score in the key of an ending
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7. |
Oats
02:13
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i act just like an old man
i eat my oats and
i go to bed
i smell just like a quitter
tangy and bitter
please let me rest
mom calls from the hospital
"happy birthday, now you're all grown up"
"but mom," i tell her later,
"i have been grown since i was small"
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8. |
Skate Ramp
01:32
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i keep thinking you'll apologize
if i give it some time
and i keep thinking you'll come around
if i leave you alone, if i don't make a sound
talk to me about something touchy
and we'll grant it some space, give it some room to breathe
i'm still little, but what does that mean?
sometimes pain brings us back to where we gotta be
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9. |
Small Space
02:07
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i start to sing, you tell me to stop
i can run fast, but not fast enough
shrill is my voice and strained is my spine
still wear your t-shirt all of the time
think of a kid learning how to ice skate
there's blood on the ice but he's quick on his blades
i can't go out, i just cling to the wall
robby tells me that it's okay to fall
wish you could see how well i cross the street
there's blood on the road but i'm quick on my feet
(photosynthesis: take the harsh light and turn it into energy)
(apoptosis: my cells are dark but they are a part of me)
i am no one's
i am sitting safely nobody's
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