1. |
Wait
04:24
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We're in sight
of the sterile aisles
of the house of the empty and overgrown.
And the dew
slips off the leaves
of the moon into the trees.
And it's not like you
to be obscene.
You think it seems funny
I hope it goes easy on you
when it chews through the clouds.
The clank when you walk the cell
and wanna be something else
and not the bitter hell;
and it's not like you
to be serene.
I can't wait.
Been trapped in here a little bit
been learning some coin tricks
and thinking 'bout moonlighting death.
Can imagine the world as it passed
in records of the past
out of my depth.
Been wanting to step
over the air and feel the rain
I can't wait.
I'm hoping to blind,
spill over, care and heal the pain.
Please don't wait.
Echoes and cages within
the walls
they don't yield to me
don't waver to anything
Begging the fabric to give
enough
to give way to seed
and bring the rain on to me.
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2. |
Arbor
02:52
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I don't know where I'm going to
hide from now on.
But the anguish is real,
and I can't go on.
We're a cloned experiment
within ourselves.
I know what you're afraid of
and it's easy to guess why.
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3. |
Sonder
03:31
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Your guilt is
going nowhere fast.
I want to
go to hell and back.
And if it's,
it's not with you,
Well that's just fine.
I'll learn to cope.
The thing we
stayed awake in fear of.
It's not as scary as it seemed at the time.
More boring. More waiting.
Your regrets,
mine too.
That sonder,
that aching pain.
It wants something to happen with you.
If it's not right
there's no fight.
It's what you want.
I can't help it.
If it's not right
I'll vanish out of sight.
It's what you want,
I can do this
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4. |
Sleeping
05:00
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It's a narrow conceit
it's a lie I want to believe
I'll twist all your words
to fit the needs of my hungry heart.
And what does it mean?
I don't think I need anything from you.
Institute for phantom pains
where the limbless pull my breath away.
How painful that must come to be.
But I am absent totally.
Broken bodies wash ashore
I can't forgive myself anymore.
It all comes back home, someday.
I wasn't going to wake up, anyway.
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5. |
Fortress
02:42
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6. |
A Child There
03:43
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It seems,
it wants,
it can't be.
It holds
itself
up to see infinity, yeah.
Well, if the guilt gets easy to keep
just wait for us, just go to sleep.
The corridors of memory seek
to dissuade me to go to sleep.
In faith,
you march
but I see.
You want
but fall
too far to infinity, yeah.
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7. |
In Darkest Schizophrenia
03:27
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8. |
Formaldehyde
02:07
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i would never find you in this sort of mood i'm in
i can feel you watching, thinking you know everything
well maybe you do, please just pretend
that i'm not as bad as you think i am.
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9. |
Slopes
03:57
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It's doubt
the single most
common feature of
my heart.
With love
and your hopes
and your beauty
it can't start.
The slopes of
the future
they summit
much further.
In hopes I
give succor,
a toast to
infinite pleasure.
The most I
can make of
this weakness
is faithless.
I want things
much better.
I don't get the chance
to be clever.
If it's not easy to be,
it's not easy to see.
The sightless slide to eternity,
the font of wisdom inside of me.
We want,
we fall over
for each other.
In spite
of others,
we want to fall down
for each other.
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10. |
Of Whim Dont Wort
04:05
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Ultraconformist Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Hi! I'm Morgan. I make songs with guitar and computer.
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