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terror
04:58
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this will one day change....everything
i've given my word, but i've come to learn that words can change
this will hold mistake over my head like so much dread
that i've grown accustomed to before....
i will work alone
i have nothing to offer
in my promise to disappear
we will wait our turn, my friend
for anything
i've come to terms with eating worms from your hands
so i will target everything
the last thing you'll hear is me
i will sleep alone
i have nothing to offer
in my promise to disappear
i will be alone
i have nothing to offer
but my promise....
come out and shake hands with the man who will fix everything
come out and shake hands with the man who will kiss everything
come out and shake hands with the man who will kill everything
come on out and break bread with the devil
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time worn down and heels dug in again with no friend
as you stir, we are learning to pretend everything is better in the end
settle in the way it isn't working
as obvious as change, you are not listening
you should be listening when they say
come back home to feed us again
we have been starving since your left
our blood grows thin and we have begun to eat from among our dead
subtle in the way it isn't working
obvious as change, you were not listening
you should be listening when they say come back home
holes fill in our homes again
settle in the way it isn't working, but i am working anyway
obvious as rain, you were not listening
you should be listening when they say come back home....
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after my surgery
04:05
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how come you've been this way after oh so long?
and how much time will you take to drown this off?
how much a course will you fake 'fore it comes apart?
and how much time will i waste on.....
oh my god
this is hard
how much line will i waste watching you fall?
how outstretched can my arms break upon......
oh my god this is farther than i thought
all my calm has gone away
oh my heart has torn apart everything
oh my god
this is hard
how gone must you be?
how wrong were we?
oh my god this is farther than i thought
and it's hard
all my calm is gone away
oh my heart has torn apart everything
oh my god
this is hard....
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4. |
thisismakingmesick
04:06
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we heard alarm
we become strong
but sorting out is much simpler than....
now we are gone away
we are charity
by far
we've learned poverty
of things
we push this rock
we have/have not
and learning is just strung round our necks anyways
we take no stock in anything
we are charity on wing
by far
we've learned poverty of things
us all
and your handouts come our way
as sure as rain
we shuffle and scrape
the same
we are left alone
by lighter tones
we are led into the ground, as always
we can't find our way out....
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cut out your paper crown and wear it around
doesn't make you better than this town
wield your scepter now and bring it down
doesn't make you better than this clown
cause we are the last ones out
we are the only fight left in town
you'll still be standing 'round
and i would gladly tear this down, this house
if it made you understand what this is about
cause we are the last ones out
and we are the only fight left in town
when the violence dies down
you're still standing out
cause we are the last ones out
and we are the only fight left in town
when the violence dies down
you'll still be standing
out numbered....
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6. |
groundswell
04:45
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our dime store hero is overwhelmed and beaten
head hung, he goes home
our dime store hooker is underfed and bleeding
head down, she takes another to the bone
we are here, under hell, pushing upwards
causing swells
and it's clear, we can tell the bad from the worse
and it's not well and it's not the same
from your mouth, it's not my name
it's underestimated lie
she touches cotton to suspend her belief
doesn't get much cleaner
he watches violence to dispel his grief
it hasn't worked, it isn't working
we are here, under hell, digging upwards
causing swells
and it's clear, we can tell the bad from the worse
and it's not well and it's not the same
from your lips, it's not my name
it's underestimated lie
green grocer you did me well
sent me off to hell
i am here, under hell, digging upwards
forcing groundswells
and as near as i can tell
i am the worst
i am not well
i am not the same
in your mouth, it's not my name
it's underestimated lie....
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7. |
carpenter came
04:00
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this terrible thing is finally leaving
and i am set down and nearly freezing to death
this over-exposure is just what i need
and this terrible thing keeps me in pieces again
what will we learn?
when all we're struggling for
is to avoid this nail
this nation of millions of unhappy minion
are holding me back, unforgiven
they lower me down, the earth is healing
but this terrible thing, it keeps on killing and killing and killing
so what have we learned?
when all we're struggling for
is to avoid this nail
your kind are unkind to mine
what have i learned?
nothing
trying to avoid this nail
that you hold over my head....
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8. |
s c i b
04:20
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sudden the way we have come
sullen your face but not for long
we find our way and take this wrong
put it in it's place and move on
and we're home or nearly there
we're waking in change
and it feels deeper and deeper
we're home again
quiet the rage from our sun
softer the curse on our tongues
and everyone everywhere shouts
we've begun, we've begun
to quiet the rage we've done
we're home or nearly there
we're waking in change
and it feels deeper and deeper
we're home again
we're waking in change
while others stay
and it's deeper and deeper
and somehow our faith remains....
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