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Holocene
03:29
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stay here with me
at the end of the Holocene
tell me why we only dream American Dreams
When our house is on fire
it's starting to feel obscene
I can't breath in
There's a change coming in the wind
I feel it blowing cold through the cracks in my mind
creeping quietly into the pleasures of my private life
I can't sell you on some reckless blind faith
but maybe we can learn to live and die with grace
I can't tell you it will be okay
but maybe we can learn to live and die with grace
I want to be free
to say and be nothing
I hear the silences fill up the space between us
and feel the solitude of this ocean of concrete and rust
what will the kids make of us?
would they say we did enough?
when we heard a whisper of thunder roll in from the shores
why did we wait for the the flood to be crashing outside our door?
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Rough Shapes
02:45
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shotgun heard deep in the country
marijuana drug bust, marijuana drug deal
not copacetic, its a bad situation
a broken radio communication rings
the sirens sing
we make rough shapes
i knew the man, the man he was me
they'll take your life so casually
it's not personal, it's just policy
we make rough shapes
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True Patriot Love
04:12
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i feel it
like a vicodin hug
it tastes like money
it smells like blood
i hear it in every register rung
it shakes like a heart ache
its a kid with a gun
true patriot love
i feel it in my heart, my bones, my skin, my teeth
i feel it in the sighs of the city streets
i feel it fill my lungs as i live and breath
i feel like it must just be the death of me
I feel it
i feel it
hold us in place
it hums like a choir of
state sanctioned saints
i hear it
between notes they sing
it feels like a loss
of some infinite thing
true patriot love
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