1. |
ghost of rain
02:41
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through the ghost of rain
I thought I heard your fingers
tapping on my tent
are your hands closed to wind
or are they
open holding clay
evening sun coming down
melting like a coin
on top of the tree line
my heart like that sun
cooling under moonlight
steam rising where it was
my hands have lost all their feeling
but my feet still go up the hill
when you fucked up worse
than you ever have before
how do you wake up in the morning and sit still?
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2. |
dreaming angles
02:37
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the falling rain no longer
puts my face in your head
and I no longer can put your dreams into my songs
one night you were sleeping
and in your sleep you said
“something’s wrong here, something’s wrong”
I spend all my time thinking
of how to build
something out of something that had been
sleeping with a hammer
on wooden window sills
dreaming angles and support beams in our skin
my hands have lost all their feeling
but my feet still go up the hill
when you fucked up worse
than you ever have before
how do you wake up in the morning and sit still?
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3. |
honey song
01:59
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there’s no honey in my hands
sweet enough to hold
it just falls away like time
your body on my body
feels like a lightning bolt
running through my head
and down into my spine
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4. |
book song
01:12
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all the books that I should have read
lying like bloody leaves
all across my bed
going over it in my head
all the worlds I left closed
but yours closed instead
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5. |
i could be an ocean
04:06
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when it breaks
let me hide my face
in this rage
feet apart
but a mountain standing here
in this space
they said
I feel just like a bear
in this state
lashing out
but the gift in this
child of grief, never raised
if I could turn
the source back on in me
in this desert plain
I could be
an ocean so big
I could drown everything
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