1. |
||||
|
Light up like an atom bomb when you rip the stick off of this flare
And I'm gonna let it burn cause the fun don't start till we get scared
Your breath is burning bright and these concrete seats are fit for kings
When we see the stars they shine, we've no acquired taste for better things
Its a big wide world, its a noose around your throat
We're all clever boys and girls, buttoned up ready to go
There's nobody else around and the dead don't talk
Its a strange wood that I walk
Call three times, now here she comes in that dress that wasn't made to fit
Bloody Mary sticks around when she should go haunt the other kid
Not to say the love ain't good, its a verse from which I can't refrain
There's no sense in playing cool, just a little push to go insane
It's a big wide world, choking on our silver spoons
But we're all clever boys and girls, or so our aunties always swoon
There's nobody else around and the dead don't talk
Its a strange wood that I walk
Headlights hit and headstones glare
They're smoking in the frosty air
You can look but just don't stare
|
||||
2. |
Hands and Knees
04:23
|
|||
|
I used to search the world around, looking for things I never found
Like missing socks and sets of keys, love always ran away from me
Every night I'd go to bed, regrets running through my head
Some bite my neck, some hold me close, hard to say quite which hurts the most
But oh these tired eyes, I would pluck them from my head
If a pair of some other design would lend me greater perspective
The flowers that bloomed yesterday have withered and gone
But I was on my hands and knees for you, when I ain't even said grace before
Falling in and out of dreams for you, I'm not the king of my conscience you're not the queen of yours
Stunned in disbelief of you, a heart shot through out in the rain
Were you a valid source of grief or were you
Just a pretty way to go insane?
Steady at the wheel of course, the Captain threw me overboard
And if indeed it's sink or swim, this'll be my drowning hymn
Bluebell dreams of foxglove girls, past mistakes a string of pearls
Each shines brighter than the last, a bitter pill a judgement passed
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
Hey father who art now in heaven I've been living a little loose
its doing me wrong
And the leaves on the trees and the shaking in my knees
cast shadows on the bedroom walls
Well the talk's all cheap and the dogs bite deep
its just shades of missing you
And this cracks in my skin where your lifeline's been
trace your face in grays and blues
And I'm sorry cause I've done all I can sir, to find answers, to the cancers
That lie inside of my head and your bones, your bones, please call home
Cause oh oh oh you left me hanging on the telephone
(You left me) hanging on the phone, hanging on the phone, hanging on the telephone
Dearly beloved, we're gathered together birds of a feather
C'mon tell me, just what I've done wrong
Cause these days are like sand wasting through my hands
But the nights never felt this long
And I've been hurdling for the alter since I first learned
To kiss and lose
Now I've got a love with a name but he keeps on changing
It every year or two
Now I'm lost and I don't know where I came from, I need a bottle
or some breadcrumbs
To help me find my way back to my home, my home, please call home
Cause oh oh oh you left me hanging on the telephone
Hey sister, rub another blister on the family tapestry
Can't hurt anymore
Cause its a threadbare thought that I might be shot
Of that pain walking out that door
I was fool enough to try and patch things up,
Fix any hole if I had enough gauze
But now I'm the barrel and the stock, going off half cocked
any time I find half a cause
|
||||
4. |
Would You Know Love?
02:40
|
|||
|
Would you know love if he sat down before you?
A phantom of words from a masterpiece you never read, my friend
What would you do if he jumped up and kissed you?
Do you think you'd implode like a car crash, just crumple and bend, my friend
Is the shifting in your paradigm
like the twisting of the columbine?
The thorn that too often defines the rose
Would you know love if it took you out dancing?
Would you stumble around in the dark, knock things over again,
my friend
Stumbling over your feet cause your face was his muse,
you'd see only the man who scuffed up your shoes,
try waltzing a mile in his, see the road ain't so smooth
So it's four in the morning, we bowl for a spare
As I'm sitting here pulling these pins from your hair
Fixing promises broken and words never spoken
As the sun's coming up, and the birds fill the air
But the chirping in your garden hedge
Is the same thing sets your teeth on edge,
I'm not sitting here holding your hand cause your fingers are cold
|
||||
5. |
Love and Weaker Drugs
04:09
|
|||
|
I was dreaming of a woman, yeah that woman she was perfect
I'd have no problems trying to find her
Just as far as I could see
So I went running to the mountains, I went running to the ocean
I went running just everywhere hoping she was waiting for me
But I never got wise and I never got saved,
Just sand in my eyes and a kick to the face
People say never look back learn to let shit go
Cause they're too damn scared of what the rearview knows
But oh I know I can't complain too much, I'm a little out of touch
And I'm sure that I'll be fine, I've been off love and weaker drugs
for quite some time
They're blowing trumpets ending dogs out, cause everybody wants to find her
She got a thousand different faces, and a million different names
But I've been baying at the wrong blood, and I've been drinking from the wrong cup
Finally figured out I'm blowing smoke in mirrors only got myself to blame
|
||||
6. |
||||
|
There's the nest of a bird
In the tree where I stand
As I wait for the bus in the morning
to come round the bend
It's 7:03
I confess that I'm barely alive
But this week's bound to end sometime soon
And I think I'll survive
There's a man driving fast
The guilt of a thief on his face
But no one stops to bother him
Or ask his designs
And the only pursuit
Is the one in his head
This self-proclaimed thief has been stealing
A life's worth of time
There's a girl in a pool
Wears a life vest wherever she goes
After taking a dive
She's been wary of life's undertows
Held down without air
Or any way to emote
So this bright orange lifebuoy heart
Is what keeps her afloat
|
||||
7. |
Get Better Soon
03:17
|
|||
|
Take her for a ride
Let her down real slow
Are we satisfied?
No wonder I'm alone
Cause I'm a bastard for saying the things that I said
doing things that I've done
There's the taste of my blood in my mouth where I choked
on my lips and my tongue
With the words that I said better off being dead
in a hole in the ground
Dirty thoughts to myself I'd be rotted to hell but it's better than where I'm at now
These hands can't be mine
Cause I've seen what they've done
And I feel dead inside
For just a little fun
So I stand in the shower I'm trying to scour
this smell off my skin
It's the birds and bees its a bad synesthesia
there's no way to win
It's the year of the kid says he likes getting bit
And then stares at his toes
Handle hard to the right I'm still here out of spite wondering how hot this water will go
Everything is perfect and everything is fine, everything is gonna get better soon
Everything is perfect and everything is fine, everything is gonna get better soon
Everything is perfect and everything is fine, everything is gonna get better soon
Everything had better get a whole lot better soon
|
||||
8. |
Time
02:56
|
|||
|
Sister, you're moving on
Past the old town,
over water where your body drowned
The sky is torn apart,
It's lightning inside our hearts
As mind and body seem to drift apart
But the sun comes up and I start worrying,
That my time's almost gone
Sun comes up and I start worrying
But I'm not beaten down
Cause oh, time's out to get you
Oh, don't let it win
Oh, time's bound to get you
In the end
There's a draw in the game
It's coming down like I've never seen it rain
Even the heavens seem to mourn your name
And we've gathered down here below
Holding brothers and sisters close
Throwing flowers in the alpenglow
|
||||
Miles Chandler Boston, Massachusetts
Songs n things
If you like Miles Chandler, you may also like:
Nevermine (EP)
by caroline lazar
Delicate, minimal, spacious folk with a shadowy edge from a young Miami singer-songwriter.
go to album
Subsonic Eye combines math rock, dream pop, and guitar sounds borrowed from post-rock for songs that whirl and flurry, but never quite settle.
go to album
There You Ain't
by Grave Saddles
Twangy grunge? Dinosaur Jr. except make it Emmylou Harris? It's real on the new EP from California band Grave Saddles.
go to album
The Chicago duo's third album unites their respective math rock and dream pop sounds.
go to album
Melodic post-grunge that eschews all of the negative connotations of that phrase and embraces all the positives: huge hooks, huge-r riffs.
go to album
A Better Place From Here
by Principium
Gentle, dreamy indie rock from a Texas 5-piece.
go to album
Their name is misleading: Nebraska group Uh Oh deliver delightfully raucous, guitar-driven rock & roll with rootsy hooks for days.
go to album
