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New Orleans
03:02
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I can't tell what I"m waiting for
Like the solution will just fall into my hands
And what the hell is living if you don't understand
That I want you with me if I can
In these days
All the weight of your words
They sink in
And the pain
Has got me runnin' in circles
It's got me thinking
Of who I am
After this haze
I'll be better, I'll be better than you
And the love that I had for you will be dead
And not a single thing will matter again
You've got what I want I can't help myself
You've got what I want I can't let you go
After this haze
I'll be better, I'm so much better than you
And the love that I had for you will be dead
And not a single thing will matter again
But right now
You've got what I want I can't help myself
You've got what I want I can't let you go
One day I'll find the one that makes this better
I won't remember
You've got what I want I can't help myself
You've got what I want I can't let you go
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Tritonic
03:41
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Dreaming of a glimpse of your love I can’t get enough
And I wont be satisfied without you
And I can never be denied when too much of the same can paralyze
Oh dear have I told you how much you mean?
Bait the colossus of clout
Stout with opulent judgment
We'll never fleece the blame of perpetual doubt
Your pitiful words I wont take them as doctrine
A tempest of blindness impairs our strides
With your pitiless truth I saw the future in your eyes
The opposition will live like swine
Just give in and ascend to prominence
Quietus of argot reciprocated time
We breed the slang that burrows
If jargon is the manifold that's requisite
Bait the colossus of clout
Stout with opulent judgment
We'll never fleece the blame of perpetual doubt
Your pitiful words I wont take them as doctrine
Well I’m amass of deficient don’t abandon me abandon me
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Mind Is A Drought
03:39
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Only a fool couldn't see the warmth
And we all, we find solace at midnight
I squandered from the terminus
But you were my nourishment
The snares of their seduction keep me tied
Away from your brilliance in the night
I am the drought, waiting
You are the wave
Coming to wash me clean
Dendriform, my limbs degrade
My mind is a drought
It is a drought and I'm waiting
Still waiting for the words to come
Waiting for the right ones
And I know, yes I know they'll show but I'm dry as a bone
I can't get enough
We are overcome
By what we crave
Overcome again
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When We Fold
03:08
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She said to me with a sheepish little grin
"you'll fold in time, you'll fold within, and become a paragon of sin when you trust your soul with swine you've got no room to wine"
How does it feel to know you ain't real at all?
You're nothing more than a dress
And I've got nothing, no nothing to say to you
Cuz it will never be...
We finally opened your pores
We never got you the cure
When we tried and tried and tried
It was never enough
Put down your cards and fold
Cuz you've got to know when to hold them
'Til the end 'til the end
I won't trust myself with them
How does it feel to know you ain't real at all?
You're nothing more than a dress
And I've got nothing, no nothing to say to you
Cuz it will never be...
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In Droves
04:29
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You pull me in with your southern charm
You fixate your eyes, I can't help but covet
Eternal midnight left traces on my skin
I grow in the sodden soil from your grin
Time wears on these relics bones
Heedless of the outcome
God only knows where I am anymore
Laid on the floor I can't stand on my own
God only knows where I am anymore
Can't keep my eyes from the deep
The devil had me, a lucid tinge of pedigree caught holding on
Cut from the throng of this convalescing ocean of denial
Who put me in this pyre? Will this make me higher?
Despot can't suppress this flood
From the alcove
God only knows where I am anymore
Laid on the floor I can't stand on my own
God only knows where I am anymore
Can't keep my eyes from the deep
Drag this lake and you'll find the remnants of all that she left
In the den of remembrance glean this sweat from your lack of Forgiveness and find that in droves we die with contingence
We're stuck inside of this prism
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Ethereal Apparition
04:20
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Our zeal congested and infected with the gauze
As flocks of shadows graze on
Your persistence in memory
I'll never be what you hide from
Oh, sing to me again
I remember when we were young and brave
Oh, I guess I...
Now I guess I fold
I give in
With words they bring me back
But we circulate then trap ourselves in discontent
How could I have spent all this time to throw it away?
Behind me is where you will stay
All of this time I spent on you so you could just walk away
We are forever lost
Oh, sing to me again
I remember when we were young and brave
Oh, I guess I...
Now I guess I fold
I give in
And I've wondered for my own sake
Have the years turned you to stone or the place you call your home?
We were young
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