1. |
You Don't Know Me
03:48
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I dream
and my heart aches
I'm afraid to tell what I know
What wills
my eyes, take
a look at yourself as I go...
I tried...
I tried...
I tried...
I tried...
I bled
On your doorstep
and begged you to clean my mess
Still I long
for a distance
And leave out all the rest...
I tried...
I tried...
I tried...
I tried...
You don't listen
You don't listen
You don't listen
You don't know me
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2. |
Collecting Dust
05:05
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When the darkness sings its sorrow
and the cold gets into bed
and the night comes lurking through the window
and at best it feels undead
and the solemn men stand on the side walk
handing out pamphlets for
forsaking all who deny them
the right to love
and it burns like a ghost
in the silent halls of this house
and wails like an ode
to a star-crossed lover leaving home
and the wound is still fresh open
and the blood still pools in my skin
if love is meant to be perfect
then how could I let this in?
and though time is nothing but a construct
how it hurts just the same
though distance is only a number
it's one with no one to blame
and it stings like an old
love lost to a rival
and it breaks like a bone
can we turn back time on our own?
and it fades, and it fades and it fades
and it fades, and it fades and it fades
and it fades, and it follows, and it follows and it fades
and it fades, and it follows, and it follows
and it fades, and it follows, and it follows and it fades
and it fades, and it follows, and it follows
So how does it feel to be on your own?
While I'm here collecting dust.
Like a photograph of the moon in 1963
it's like I just forgot the use of me
So how does it feel to be on your own?
While I'm out here losing touch
and every day and week by week
I'm out here collecting dust.
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3. |
Weight of Time
06:01
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Long ago
when we were young
and I was home
I recall
a bear on my bed
kept me safe or did his best
Once when I
was broken and beaten
I held him close and felt my cares run away
In a time
so simple
we never noticed that well dried up
and I quit my day job
selling toys outside the mall
and followed
my dream of overthinking you
and I spilled out my heart
to any stranger
who would give me a second
or a pocket of change
I would stand on the corner
whore my thoughts to anybody
who thought that they were worth
any more than just their money
It feels like I'm
losing myself
To the weight of time
after all these nights
spent sifting the rubble
can I really say I made it mine?
I sit here now
writing away all my wounds
as if I had learned
the pen was a leech, and I the physician
I tried
to pocket every moment
and keep it in this old busted watch
But I guess I knew
that life would never be so kind
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4. |
Young With You (Cover)
03:14
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She wastes all her time, running from me
Oh, to catch her soul and wear it on my sleeve
Will you play nice and wait for me
to catch up? To catch up?
It sound like water rushing past my ear
As she flees this darkness to meet me next year
she moves with my heartbeat in that silent sound
I hold my breath but she's nowhere to be found
and time will not let me hide
Time will not let me hide
I see her not in my dreams but out my window
As the cars rush by she's the sound of the wailing
and all of the men in their suits and silk ties
take her for granted as they curse and tell their lies
and time will not let me hide
Time will not let me hide
She's the husk of a friend that I'd once known
Telling me to take it slow
She's the calm in the ocean and the pain in my heart
Telling me you don't have to know
and time will not let me hide
Time will not let me hide
and time will not let me hide
Time will not let me hide
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Holden Milne Abbotsford, British Columbia
Just an aging punk with too many feelings and a lot of sad songs.
Also in Nic Fit: nicfitvan.bandcamp.com/album/steganography
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