1. |
Judge
05:33
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just to be right i lied for
twenty-something years, maybe more
menacing rivals with no recourse
and in your eyes the time was
never not just right for fighting wars
man, did we life good? yeah we did, sure
and the
pretty pose you're making now
as this gallows draws its crowd
brings back all i love about you
about you
you trimmed your rose garden
cut the rose heads off and then
left the thorns there, sharp as whips
cold blood, smoldering judge
holding the righteous needle
it's gonna reach us now, for real
old laws, frozen and thawed
don't give a fuck what we know
they're going to bring our pride to heel
and as long as our big love
is enough to hold us up
well then, darling, we can just
live inside it
and if you start wondering
just how big our big love is
you remember it's what set this world on fire
just like a giant rag doll
just like a giant rag doll
just like a giant rag doll, but your haircut's wrong
and your wristwatch cost too much
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2. |
Little Circles
05:27
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little circles you walk in
when you're nervous
always lead you to sit
i was
trying to write them in the perfect way
but really
i just like them about you
the million things i've seen that make me think of you everyday
vermilion and green like some platonic earthen glade
aren't they just like secrets
nothing keeps in place?
or are they my adhesive?
making sure i hold my shape
for you
for you
if the whole world was watching you
through your phone's lens
what would you say to them?
how would
any part of your person help the feeling
this will all come to doom?
they will say for certain it's been such a bedeviled age
buy some thicker curtains and refurnish their estates
how the cynic sees it
just as it's been made?
or does he miss everything?
all the little, gorgeous shapes
she makes
she makes
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3. |
Diodes
05:32
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what if i'm alright?
no one raised me on the bible
but my family is kind
i know they intend no wrong
yet of late i find
there's some clipping in the diodes
of my phasing mind
as my confidence corrodes
if i never leave your side
maybe neither of us can die
lucky guessers, we run lights
red, green, yellow
if i never leave your side
maybe neither of us can die
lucky guessers, we run lights
red, green, yellow
dummy, how's your head?
tell me, how's your heart
is it still beating?
i remember once i heard it
felt so urgent
running down the darkened, carpet spiral stair
and i can't see shit
i can feel my feet slip
and all i think is "is this it?"
over and over again
just like us all
i feel my feet slip
and all i think is...
over and over again
just like us all
the mind repeats as
the body ends
just like us all
just like us all
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4. |
Doldrums
05:31
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lately i've made no one hope
they'd be by my side, on the firing line
maybe i waste all i withhold, but
i ain't feeling like
quite the revealing type
awful, awful, lonely, loveless, hostile
ways you might
think of my days and nights
ah-ha
why don't i know?
ready, set, survival
it plagues me like
i'm just made to never get it right
take me off that wide, flat ocean
the doldrums have me now
days keep going by
will i even notice when
the only wind to chance me
is blowing in my eyes
this time you want to wait for more
but i see
nothing to wait for
kids in a ton of pain
i'm having feeling
fits in the mirror
this time you want to wait for more
but i see
nothing to wait for
kids in a ton of pain
i'm having feeling
fits in the mirror
take me off that wide, flat ocean
the doldrums have me now
days keep going by
will i even notice when
the only wind to chance me
is blowing in my eyes
awful, lonely, loveless, hostile
to say nothing of what a body knows
awful, lonely, loveless, hostile
to say nothing born out of false hope
awful, lonely, loveless, hostile
to say nothing over and over
over and over
over and over
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5. |
Doldrums 2
05:23
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Sara Sue Asheville, North Carolina
Dan Allen: vocals, guitar, synths, mellotron
Matt Tobia: guitar
Holden Curran: bass
Thomas Fisher: drums
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