1. |
Dot to Dot
03:31
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Now look at all these people that will soon enter your dreams
They've got plans, they've got ambitions
They've got friends and families
They're not just props
And you will treat them as such
I was too careful keeping curfew
To care for all the dots that I passed by
The dots they formed a gradient
It was the gradient they formed that caught my eye
And I was sewing them like quilt squares into place
On the Cartesian plane
Until I saw my own name
I knew I was out of place
But who were they to say the same
Or to suggest not generalising?
I've got things in hand
I've got caffeine in my system
I've got no time to listen and I can't
Join the dots I've got bigger plans
I've got not time to listen
And I've got s–
All these dots and the lines they form
But I only care for mine
Thought I know it's wrong
I promise I'm trying my best to conform
Could it've saved a life?
Maybe then I'd have known
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2. |
Crossbar
02:05
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Hanging from the crossbar
Let the blood rush to my head
Security can drag me out
Pull me by the arm and yell
"Shouldn't you be home by now?"
Sir, I've got places not to be
She doesn't wanna talk to me
She thinks I'm not listening
And when I get home she's mad
And when she gets mad I'm sick
Like swallowing a fishing line
Scraping my oesophagus
And I don't wanna feel like that
Just pretend that I don't exist
Live in someone else's shoes
Clenching someone else's fists
I only saw a chamber wall
The handle wasn't there at all
And neither was the bedroom door
Night terrors had me on all fours
And when I lay there paralysed
I couldn't even cry for help
Just praying for a sedative
I murmured but I couldn't yell
And I don't know what I said
Only that I did say it
The memories are vague like that
They surface when you least expect
And when I get home she's mad
And when she gets mad I'm sick
Like swallowing a fishing line
Scraping my oesophagus
And I don't wanna feel like that
Just pretend that I don't exist
Live in someone else's shoes
Clenching someone else's fists
And when I get home she's mad
And when she gets mad I'm sick
Like swallowing a fishing line
Scraping my oesophagus
And I don't wanna feel like that
Just pretend that I don't exist
Live in someone else's shoes
Clenching someone else's fists
Hanging from the crossbar
Let the blood rush to my head
Security can drag me out
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3. |
All I Want
01:35
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In my search for my peace of mind
A few close friends and some spare time
Is all I want
It's all I want
It's all I want
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4. |
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She came at me this time I swear
You know I'd never have the game to ever come at her
Even if the feelings on my side were there
Even if the feelings on my side were there
Oh, you're a speaker, you're beseeching here for peace
But you know she could never be where you need her to be
You called her last night, but she didn't seem to care
You're sensing that the feelings on her side aren't there
She came at me this time I swear
You know I'd never have the game to ever come at her
Even if the feelings on my side were there
Even if the feelings on my side were there
Oh, you're a speaker, you're beseeching here for peace
But you know she could never be where you need her to be
You called her last night, but she didn't seem to care
You're sensing that the feelings on her side aren't there
She got angry last night, told me 'go away'
But she doesn't know my thoughts from the words I say
I can't hear with her nagging, much less think
I can't speak without thinking what to say
Well, I'm aware of the fact that some of the things she told me
Suggested some responsibility I should be holding
But I don't have time for that
Hands drenched
And body mirroring
So quick to keep the conversation moving
So quick to keep your–
Well, I don't mind
But only because she's above me
There's something in the water down there...
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5. |
Fireplace
03:17
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I love to sit and talk to your hand
It's like a second home to me
It's all I have
It's all I need
I've got friends with no idea who I am
Beyond the colourful words I speak
And through no fault of their own doing
But I don't wanna wish I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
I don't wanna with I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
How does the hive mind manage to
Sit so still
To stay so collected and calm?
Well, I don't need to fall in love
Anymore
Just a seat next to the fire to stay warm
'Cause I don't wanna wish I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
I don't wanna wish I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
I surround myself with those I love
But I still feel so alone
I just wanna come back home
I don't wanna wish I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
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6. |
So You Thought
03:14
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As for me
A piece of your puzzle I'd rather not be
But oh, to choose, I'd kill for the luxury if I could
But I'm the only shape I fit into
And you wouldn't like the alternative
How I wish sometimes I could be you
To understand what all of this is
Oh, so your thought somehow
We'd be set up by now?
Oh, how I'd love something
To show for all this time
Have you ever seen
Something so perfectly where it should be?
A shape so cylindrical it's beyond belief
Moving just as it should
There's something so deliberate in that rhythm
There's something so clinical and clean
Don't act like it's infallible, it isn't
There's something so Satanic in your speech
Oh, so your thought somehow
We'd be set up by now?
Oh, how I'd love something
To show for all this time
Oh, so your thought somehow
We'd be set up by now?
Oh, how I'd love something
To show for all this time
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7. |
He's an Eccentric
01:00
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In an era of romanticised esoterica
Smoothing over intricacy
Everybody wants an eccentric
No one wants to deal with eccentricity
You're lying to yourself
You're lying to yourself
You're lying to yourself
You're lying to yourself
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8. |
Lying to Yourself
04:29
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Tired of consciousness and into bed
I'm uninspired, un-faultless, uninterested
Amid the quiet dark, thoughts become interbred
The esoterica and the colours in my head
There's something hiding in the leaves of these Liquid Ambers
Always there but never bothering to offer help
But I know it's nothing of benefit to my mental health
So I lie to myself
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9. |
Raffles (Interlude)
01:01
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10. |
Varsity Nedlands
04:13
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Mum called, frog inside her throat
Articulating on the phone
Something horrible, I'm sure
I only heard the dial tones
I could see it in my head
Curse my imagination
Wished it had been me instead
Who had tripped along the edge
I sat sobbing in the car
Listening to my own song
So presumptuous of me
To think I could know anything
Hogging all my attention
Something that I've always done
Couldn't see beyond my faults
That someone else might need it more
I've no idea where I should start
Sanctimonious at heart
Had the words all written out
But couldn't bring myself to talk
"Hope that everything's alright
Will you trust in me some time?
Yeah, I know you need your space
But when you're ready give me some sign"
Are you doing much tonight?
I heard the news and I can't sleep
I need a friend by my side
I need comedic relief
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11. |
Spectator Sport
02:16
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Watching my thoughts become my actions
A vicious cycle littered with exits and warning signs
A cute vignette, but all it meant
Was that my head's split into factions and borderlines
Watching my thoughts become my actions
A vicious cycle littered with exits and warning signs
A cute vignette, but all it meant
Was that my head's split into factions and borderlines
Watching my thoughts become my actions
A vicious cycle littered with exits and warning signs
A cute vignette, but all it meant
Was that my head's split into factions and borderlines
Watching my thoughts become my actions
A vicious cycle littered with exits and warning signs
A cute vignette, but all it meant
Was that my head's split into factions and borderlines
Who'd you have been, had you cared?
A list of possibilities swept under the rug
But the floorboards are clean
And so is your mattress
So soundly you sleep
While you're conscience stays active, I'm
Watching my thoughts become my actions
A vicious cycle littered with exits and warning signs
A cute vignette, but all it meant
Was that my head's split into factions and borderlines
Watching my thoughts become my actions
A vicious cycle littered with exits and warning signs
A cute vignette, but all it meant
Was that my head's split into factions and borderlines
Watching my thoughts
Watching my thoughts
Watching my thoughts
Watching my thoughts
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12. |
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13. |
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Light from my window
Venetian shadows on my face
A canary-type yellow
And it's singing my praise
There's a fly on my ceiling
Where the plaster is raised
I never used to see it, but I'm seeing it today
The sun beam‘s honey I eat for breakfast
Wear the dew drops as a pretty necklace
Don‘t you see that shadows are coloured?
Periwinkle shade on my covers
Little crevices
Lovely blemishes
Scents on my pillow
Light through my window
Light through my window
Shadows on my face
Canary-type yellow
My praise
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14. |
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I love to sit and talk to your hand
It's like a second home to me
It's all I have
It's all I need
I've got friends with no idea who I am
Beyond the colourful words I speak
And through no fault of their own doing
But I don't wanna wish I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
I don't wanna with I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
How does the hive mind manage to
Sit so still
To stay so collected and calm?
Well, I don't need to fall in love
Anymore
Just a seat next to the fire to stay warm
'Cause I don't wanna wish I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
I don't wanna wish I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
I surround myself with those I love
But I still feel so alone
I just wanna come back home
I don't wanna wish I was them anymore
I just wanna have you close
I just wanna have you close
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