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Nesh
04:02
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Jokes on you!
I actually don’t care anymore
I actually regret this
It’s gone on for too long now
Jokes on you!
You left me for dead and took me for granted
Alone in my bed
And hope is collapsing
And time keeps on moving
Borrowed time, proving my point
But I’m still alive
It’s still cold here in Akron
Colder than back when we had a good laugh with you,
On the porch of a house with no address
Send me a signal, a nation wide symbol
Why do I love this of I feel so abysmal?
Guess the jokes on me
What a tragedy
Guess The jokes on me
Alter my posture to give you an option
Remember that song?
The one from the night that we slept in the red cavalier
2008 was the year,
Alone with you on the porch of a house with no address
Absolution is absolutely here often
After the pressure has crushed me with anger,
I've come here to thank you
I believe I know who I am
Alone with you on the porch of a house with no address
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Get Well
03:25
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We walk the same ground
I haven’t felt alive in five years
Calculating risks and avoiding my fears
I really just don’t want to go anywhere
Sometimes I don’t want to breathe the same air as you
I breathe in, deeper than I thought possible
You steal the air from my mouth
You always knew how to make it plausible
Sink a little deeper in the sand
Sweat a little harder in my hand
Feel a little air come in
And feel alive again
That was back when hope was a given
Now we’re just phoning it in
That was back then, promised the world
Then we exposed how it is
That was back when, new and exciting
Now we’re just gasping for air
Remedy for my sins
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Hindsight
01:24
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20/20
03:29
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Can’t fathom how you’ll get outta this one
Don’t mistake is for a calculated rhythm
And despite your prior convictions,
You’re still here
You’re still thriving
They’re still crying
And quite frankly, we’re tired of trying
And whatever you’re selling, we’re not buying
Take out the days off,
Not something you’d like to share
And I see you standing there
With empty hands
And I hear you over there
With empty words
With empty words
Dark eyes, blank stare
Times up!
And i don’t see any signs of progress
Times up!
And we played right into your false intellect
Times up!
And three years is too long to wait for you to die
Pack up your things, retreat to your tower
Just stay the fuck out of mine
Cant make something great again
If you’re only moving backwards in time
Can’t blame you for trying your hand
It’s a shame I’m at the point of crossing out the days
I guess I’ll stay
It’s a shame we’re dealt a joker in a full deck of spades
Can’t fathom how you got outta that one
It was all about your complicated rhythms
And despite your vocal contradictions
You’re still here
Pushing all of your treasonous ambitions once again
But I’ll see you in hell, I guess you win
I’ll see you in hell, I guess you win
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Flatline
02:34
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It’s four in the morning
The coffee is warm
And you stumble over your feet like an infant
The heat should be on soon
So sit tight, see spring bloom
Don’t let your eyes make the bad times believe you
Yeah, I cooked up a scheme
Why don’t you believe me?
Where else would I be on a Wednesday in January?
Blanket for warm nights
Blanket for cold days
Blanket to cover your tracks and receive praise
Taking my time
Taking my time
Your thoughts caked into mine
Alex is broken, but puts on a mask
Mom always said you weren’t up to the task
Twenty years later, sneaks drinks from his flask
Life ain’t too great when you’re always picked last
Taking your time
Your thoughts caked into mine
Yeah, I cooked up a scheme
Why don’t you believe me?
Where else would I be on a Wednesday in January?
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