1. |
23' Sailor & Lula
05:25
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We’ve been smitten
Since we were embryos
Two quarters in the payphone
And away we go
It was like fucking a moment
Vasoline on her lips
It was an act of creation
My nostrils flared
It was like fucking a moment
The smell of asphalt
It was a spell for protection
Wet with blood clot
We’ve been smitten
Since we were embryos
Two quarters in the payphone
And away we go
Away we go
It was like fucking a flame
Melting black leather
It was an act of creation
Birth of electric
It was like fucking a flame
Lapping up tree sap
It was a spell for protection
Time warped in space
It was like fucking a flame
It was like fucking a flame
We’ve been smitten
Since we were embryos
Two quarters in the payphone
And away we go
Looping towards infinity
Away we go
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2. |
Glass-Based Lifeforms
03:48
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Oh, bless our alien souls
Living as glass-based lifeforms
Pulled from the atmosphere
Element combinations
That we can barely breathe
Oh, bless our alien souls
Beautiful skin is ruined
My soft touch has been thwarted
A distance that’s been inflicted
Our space has been restricted
Oh, bless our alien souls
Oh, bless our alien souls
Living as glass-based lifeforms
protect our alien souls
Living as glass-based lifeforms
Living as glass-based lifeforms
At home in the sulfuric abscesses
Transplants subterrestrial
Forced to accept this unnatural cadence
Must we hold ourselves in abeyance
I’ll drop into any burning hole of hell
To be with you I’ll boil
Until i turn golden
Until i turn golden
I’ll drop into any burning hole of hell
To be with you
To be with you
Even if I can’t touch you
I will wait until my hands heal
I will wait forever if I have to
If I have to
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3. |
A Room That Stays Cold
04:29
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We moved through a series of genres
and unstable architectures
We could see every breath
in a room that stays cold
with two bodies in it
We could only be each other’s moon
in a room that stays cold
with two bodies in it
A situation so easy to confuse
in a room that stays cold
with two bodies in it
We fought against the night
With limerence as a theme
We fought against the night
The antagonist of every dream
But you still went walking into mine
Touched your hand to mine
Guided me into a world of light
I feel you in the sun’s radiation
I see you in the moon’s illumination
Two bodies giving off steam
Outside of this incepted dream
We fought against the night
With limerence as a theme
We fought against the night
The antagonist of every dream
And those dreams toppled quickly
Collapsing into old west etiquette
We fought against the night
With limerence as a theme
We fought against the night
The antagonist of every dream
Sometimes we have to keep our secrets from ourselves
Sometimes we have to keep our dreams from ourselves
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4. |
The Blue Silences
03:31
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I come from a long line
Of North Sea misanthropy
That is is my father’s side
The other half brings me
Cardiomegaly
From the Mediterranean Sea
My circulation broken
From my mother’s side
Let the body chasten the brain
It’s the only way to survive
All these little deaths
All these little deaths
All these little deaths
As we hold our breath
I think I’m ready to retire
Move into the hospice building
So my lungs won’t have to expire
Let a machine do the breathing
All these little deaths
As we hold our breath
All these little deaths
As we hold our breath
The blue silences are killing me
The blue silences - I don’t want to breathe
All these little deaths
As we hold our breath
All these little deaths
As we hold our breath
I made myself a private playlist
to privately devastate myself
It’s called Fucking to Fucking to Floodland
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5. |
Herzog's Muse
05:40
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The aftermath an avalanche
Residuals
Forced tourism
I’m a tourist
In the life I want to live
I’m a wannabe dilettante
A boot-kissing plebe
I’ve disabused myself
Of every muse on the shelf
I want to fuck and get fucked
Have my throat cut
Leave my blossoms sunk
And unopened
Leave my blossoms sunk
And unopened
The aftermath an avalanche
The hindsight
and experience
I have not cured myself
of this disease
I want to fuck and get fucked
Have my throat cut
Leave my blossoms sunk
And unopened
The aftermath an avalanche
Scented
But not senseless
I’m a tourist
In the life I want to live
You get me
You get to have me
You get me
You get to have me
Do you want me?
Do want to fuck me?
Do you want to
Do you want to
Pour petrol on my flowers?
They’re in full bloom
They’re in full bloom
I want to fuck and get fucked
Have my throat cut
Leave my blossoms sunk
And unopened
I want to fuck and get fucked
Have my throat cut
Leave my blossoms sunk
And unopened
I want to fuck and get fucked
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6. |
The Pull Into Doom
04:22
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I keep waiting for
That technicolor moment
But there’s a hanged man
Swinging from a prop tree
And I can’t unsee it
I keep waiting for
That technicolor moment
But there’s a hanged man
Swinging from a prop tree
And I can’t unsee it
I can’t unsee it
I can’t unsee it
And now it’s on to the dying season
Full of the deaths we try to reject
When we gave each other one song
To survive the separation
To survive the separation
To survive the separation
The pull into doom
The pull into doom
Is all that’s left
The pull into doom
The pull into doom
Is all that’s left
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How can an absence be so heavy
When there’s nothing in my lungs
These are the deaths we try to reject
The dying season taking full effect
Deflated
defeated
Deflated
defeated
How can an absence be so heavy
When erasure threads this hole
These are the deaths we try to resist
Bind my ankles and my wrists
Deflated
defeated
Grounded as a shadow
The night brings no relief
Deflated
defeated
Grounded as a shadow
The night brings no relief
How can an absence be so heavy
When there’s nothing in my lungs
There’s nothing
There’s nothing
There’s nothing in my lungs
Deflated
defeated
Grounded as a shadow
The night brings no relief
Deflated
defeated
When the dreams so are so heavy
The night brings no relief
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8. |
The Dreams Get Heavy
04:35
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Off weekends turn into blighted weeks
The bottle is replaced with increased frequency
Nights of heavy dreaming, demon seeding
Fingers mashed into the machinery
The machinery
The moon is barely a sliver
One of a million little splinters
A spike, a spike, I have splintered
I have splintered
Stop taking my passion
Stop cutting my life
Stop taking my passion
Stop cutting my lifeline
Cutting my lifeline
The dreams get heavy
They stick to me
Seized by panic and dread
I wake up dead
Flattened by the suffocating shadow
I wake up dead
I wake up dead
Stop taking my passion
Stop cutting my life
Stop taking my passion
Stop cutting my lifeline
Cutting my lifeline
My lifeline
Flattened by this suffocating shadow
Forced into my throat
I wake up dead
My passion has been drained
I wake up dead
Stop taking my passion
Stop cutting my life
Stop draining my passion
Stop cutting my lifeline
It feels like a loss
It feels like I lost
It feels like a loss
It feels like I lost
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9. |
The Dead Ringers Test
05:11
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We deserve to be humans
We deserve to be humans
We deserve to be humans
We deserve to be humans
The body gets heavy
The body gets heavy
The body gets heavy
The body gets heavy
It is punishment enough
To carry this body
It is punishment enough
It is punishment enough
It is punishment enough
It is punishment enough
It would make it so easy
If someone could just inhabit me
I try to resist
I try to resist me
I try to resist
I try to resist me
I try to resist
I try to resist me
I try to resist
I try to resist me
But I don’t remember
Any other way
I don’t remember
Any other way
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When the inevitable
Feels cinematic and tragic
I gave you my heart, an emerald
You put purple fire in an amethyst
Lysosomes lethargic
Cell walls - circles or brick?
The safety, the pain erasure
Your touch voids the toxins
Is it so wrong to be an addict
To the thing that takes your pain away?
Is it so wrong to be an addict
To want this person always to stay?
Stay
Stay
Or does It just shift the pain?
Does it paint in the stains?
Stay
Stay
Is it so wrong to be an addict
To the thing that takes your pain away?
Is it so wrong to be an addict
To want this person always to stay?
I’m a small lonely piece
Do you notice when I’m sadder than you?
I’m a small lonely piece
It scares me how much I love you
Does it scare you?
Does it scare you too?
Your sweet dreams
Give a release
To lift the burden
So I can sleep
Stay
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