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Intro/Runway
04:25
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Biting my fingernails
They fall down on the floor
I start to bleed
The engine fails
Picking the carrion off the bone
To fit in overhead
When you’re asleep
Your room exhales
Scratches and faded jeans
They shake and rattle, sore
Forget to breathe
And where I’m from
Circles of air around your hair
A stale and gentle calm
The engine heaves
The engine’s on
This evil seems feeble and strange
A weight that I can’t wait to exchange
But the fear inside won’t let me go
From the echos of ‘I told you so’
Some people want people to stay
But freedom needs freedom to change
So I’ll chase my home out on the road
And if I change my mind you’ll be the first to know
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2. |
Cliff Jumping
02:47
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Your heart moves in a way I can’t catch
Slipping through all the holes in my net
Turned around now and losing my breath
Rattles blue with each heave of my chest
But I can get you back
Oh I can get you back
Tried to wash all the dirt from my fists
Til you planted your roots in my wrist
Built our love on the marks that we missed
Felt the warmth in the blood on your lips
But now it’s turning black
Oh now it’s turning black
Through the walls echo words of distress
Can’t erase what we cannot forget
Bend and break but we never regret
Rush to reach you ‘fore you reach the edge
But I can see the splash
Oh I can see the splash
Oh I can see the splash
Oh I can see the splash
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3. |
August
03:16
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The heat it hangs like death and clothes
It’s on my back and in my nose
Reminds me when we used to sleep
With open eyes on top of sheets
And August rolls with roaring clouds
That come to meet me in my house
With rain that pecks upon my cheek
Then pours til I can barely speak
My shoulders hang like skin an bones
And point ahead like traffic cones
And scream with every step I take
I dream with every step I take
Of June and March and frozen trees
That shake and stir with twisted knees
The sun is high, it’s taunting me
It’s taunting me, it’s taunting me
The pavement pulses in my toes
And pulls me in the undertow
Through heavy nights and shallow sleep
To water’s edge that I can’t see
And August cuts with slanted steel
What’s cauterized but cannot heal
The blade is sharp and pokes me through
The point is just a point of view
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4. |
10 Feet Tall
04:04
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Put me on your shoulders so I can see
So high that I can’t breathe
Drop me at the party, set me free
That’s enough of you for me
That’s enough of you for me
Water feels like razors on my teeth
So sharp that I can’t speak
And stop me if you can, if you please
I have not slept in weeks
I have not slept in weeks
But I really can’t
Pick up and call
Cuz I know you hate
To think about it all
Moonlight casts shadows in the street
One place where two can meet
Racing down the sidewalk, burning feet
I swear I saw you leave
I swear I saw you leave
But I really can’t
Feel out the fall
Cuz you always seemed
10 feet tall
10 feet tall
10 feet tall
10 feet tall
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5. |
Tuesday
02:51
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What did you say
What did you say
On a Tuesday in efforts to fuck up my week
Spilling loose change
And a few things
In and out of my head and back into the street
Well I was just hoping that we could go home
Forget this whole mess til we come back around here next week
But for now we’ll just stay and keep playing these games
Forget our own names when the burn in my throat gets too sweet
What did you say
What did you say
On a Tuesday in efforts to fuck up my week
Spilling loose change
And a few things
In and out of my head and back into the street
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6. |
I Can't Change
01:55
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All the voices in my head
Hoping for a better place
But I can’t change
No I can’t change
My favorite people end up dead
The rest have all just gone away
Cuz I can’t change
No I can’t change
I’ll see you on the other side
I’ll see you on the other side
Cuz I can’t change
No I can’t change
Each day I wake up in my bed
Pulling on the same old thread
Oh ain’t it strange
Oh ain’t it strange
8 years since I could look ahead
To all the walls I thought I’d break
But they remain
Oh they remain
They said it gets easier
Oh when does it get easier
It’s still the same
It’s still the same
But I can’t change
No I can’t change
No I can’t change
I can’t change
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7. |
The Hunt
05:15
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The day’s coming
Like rolling thunder
We hate wanting
To love each other
My bag’s bursting
With words we buried
So say something
That I can carry
Cuz I’ve been living
And I’ve been sleeping wrong
Cuz you keep hunting
What I’ve been running from
I came to see you
Last September
The bed’s smaller
Than I remember
Your eyes were shaking
When you told me
“You can’t stay here
But first just hold me
Cuz I’ve been living
And I’ve been sleeping wrong
Cuz I’ve been hunting
My shadow all along”
I ran into you
Last December
You said I’m taller
Than you remember
These cold winters
Don’t sting much lately
Since I found that
Coat you gave me
But I’ve been living
And I’ve been sleeping wrong
Cuz I keep wanting
What I’ve been running from
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8. |
Look Away
01:20
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You stay
Standing in front of a train
And I can’t do a damn thing
And you say
“It’s all gonna be ok”
But I can’t look away
No I can’t look away
No I can’t look away
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9. |
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True love will find you in the end
You’ll find out just who was your friend
But don’t be sad, I know you will
But don’t give up until
True love will find you in the end
This is a promise with a catch
Only if you’re looking can it find you
Cuz true love is searching too
But how can it recognize you
Unless you step out into the light, the light
But don’t be sad I know you will
And don’t give up until
True love will find you in the end
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Carson Miller Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Sad music but sometimes fun and sometimes loud but also slow but sometimes less slow and not always sad.
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