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Jericho
03:09
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I'm learning how to tear my walls down, Jericho, let them fall
Part the Red Sea for me, because I never see the stars here anymore
I never see the stars here anymore
I never see the stars anymore
Every atom in our blood is like a universe deep inside
Every bridge between the stars reflects in the fragments of our eyes
Every atom in our blood is like a universe deep inside
Every bridge between the stars reflects in the fragments of our eyes
I'm trying my best now, still dreaming, still holding on
I'm trying my best now
Believe me, believe me
Everything there ever was, just space and time and spin and charge
Everything there's ever been, a piece of who we are
Everything there ever was, just space and time and spin and charge
While a sleeping God dreams the greatest dream there ever was
Everything there ever was, just space and time and spin and charge
Everything there's ever been, a piece of who we are
I'm trying my best now, still dreaming, still holding on
I'm trying my best now
But barely, but barely
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Ashford
03:27
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You're buried 'neath an Ashford tree-- Won't you build your nest inside of me?
Though your body's gone, your memory lives with me.
Let my blood be the current that your heart, your heart runs free.
When I'm gone, I don't need to remain.
All that's left of me, just a current in a wire in your brain.
When I'm gone, let my ghost run free.
Let your synapse fire off what's left of me.
But if you should leave well before me, I will reconstruct you inside of me. When I'm gone, let my ghost run free, There's no need at all, at all, for my memory.
When I'm gone, I don't need to remain.
All that's left of me, just a current in a wire in your brain.
When I'm gone, let my ghost run free. Let your synapse fire off what's left of me.
When I'm gone, set my ashes free.
Scatter them over the Ozarks, and some into the sea.
Or bury me 'neath that Ashford tree, let the roots tangle up what's left of me.
When I'm gone, you can hold my memory, but leave me far off.
There's no need left for me.
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Forgettable
03:02
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Amber hair and sea green eyes. Cast in starlight, coruscating through the blinds that summer night. A siren's song cast in ivory skin, so radiant, when she laughed it was blinding. And i was just a shadow on the wall, so faint, drowned out by fluorescent lights and haze. You were the center of attention. No one would forget your smile. All the other boys they held your attention, and i was just another average face in your crowd. You were the center of attention. Everyone listened when you spoke. I tried so hard for your attention, but i was forgettable at most. I saw winter in your eyes, and summer came and went with the tides and the rains from the shoreline. You sent shivers down my spine, the feeling just before lightning strikes and shakes silence so empty. You'll forget my face and you'll forget me, but I hope I'm worth much more than you can see. But you saw nothing in my eyes, and the mountains rumbled into the night, with the cracks in the fault lines. So was I just a prop to you? I guess that's just fine)
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Asphalt
03:24
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You catch your cab from the latest nameless dive bar that you've found yourself at. You're hiding all your growing pains, but I swear-- I bet they look a lot like mine. Like reflections of the same moon seen from the wine-dark foam of different tide pools. Or echoes of the same gunshot heard from the outskirts of different gravel parking lots. I bet that messed up whoever it was meant for. But you were the only girl that I ever loved, that I ever loved. And maybe one day that will change, but not tonight. But you're just drunk. You won't remember the things you said to me when you are sober. If you ever even meant them at all. But you were the only girl that I ever loved, that I ever loved. The distance between us-- the highways and median lines send us to sleep with Americana landmines. The distance between us, the interstates and great divides leave us broken and battered with Americana broadsides. It's 800 miles from here to home, how do I not feel alone?
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Jessie tells me that I talk in my sleep. That there are bodies piling up knee deep, and nowhere to bury them but the stars swirling before me. I carry each one in their memory-- the last man drawing lots at the dead sea over the din of the Roman war machines. Do you think that we go quietly? Do we hear the funeral still trapped in our bodies? Or is it as quiet as the Dead Sea?
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Birmingham
03:24
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The thunderstorms shake the mountains
hang over the Vulcan
and flood through our raincoats frayed and worn
It'll be a long night again
and I watch the rain sweep the interstate
with its torrential downpours
when we awake
we'll find a world swept clean by floods and tidal waves
and the fears of the night before will seem so small
with the dying of the day
And the blue moon's as high as the red clay skyline
seen from campus on these birmingham backroads
so let's catch a cab before we end up with emptier wallets
and more broken bones
You know they say 3 men all died beneath the Newton hanging tree
with that crushing weight, how the boughs don't bend is way beyond me
the trench they dug for their feet
beneath those branches
it'll never fill.
And I know how that feels, we've all got voids left in us that we just can't heal
You'll find their remains deep in the forest
Sleeping and Dreaming in a hastily marked grave
The only stones left unturned after all 3 tornadoes last May
So build them a funeral pyre
and let the skies bleed ashen gray
And let the winds that ushered us in
take us all away someday
This I pray, This I pray.
The moon over scull creek reminds me of the shine in your eyes
bathed in my headlights as I dropped you off that night
and I asked you to wait, leaned in to kiss you
and I swear I fell in love as the sounds of the cicadas rise
Back when everything was simple, when everything made sense
and all we had was ourselves and our happiness
But summer bled into fall
and I felt the flames start to die
I tried frantically to fan them to keep them alive
and winter came on stronger, the kindling gave in
with the bonfire just a smolder of what it had been
I dug through the embers, reached through the ashes
made castles from the dust
so desperate to make everything fit back to where it was
because love is what you build, and never what you burn
I will love you even though
the wires in my brain are frayed
I will love you even though
an empty heart is a hollow place
I will love you even though, you only get me at my worst
and with rock bottom as my foundation
I'll love you even if it hurts
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Out of Egypt
02:19
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Oh it's lonesome in this place when all my words are at arm's length. Out of Egypt, keep the faith when I don't know how to relate. Oh it's lonesome in this place when all my words are at arm's length. Cross the Jordan, keep the faith when I don't know how to relate. The truth that aging has brought me: all my friends are scattered to the wind. Like seeds in the soil, take up root, never come back home again. The truth that aging has brought me, all Your love is scattered to the wind. Like seeds in the soil, take up root, until You come back home again. Maybe I couldn't save her, but I could give Your love to everybody else. Lend me the strength of Your shoulder when I can't carry this cross myself.
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I'm learning how to tear my walls down-- Jericho, let them fall. Part the Red Sea for me, because I never see the stars here anymore. I never see the stars here anymore. I'm trying my best now-- still dreaming, still holding on. I'm trying my best now. Believe me. Every atom in our blood is like a universe deep inside. Every bridge between the stars reflects in the fragments of our eyes. I'm trying my best now-- still dreaming, still holding on. I'm trying my best now. But barely.
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Ashford (Early Version)
03:38
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You're buried 'neath an Ashford tree-- Won't you build your nest inside of me?
Though your body's gone, your memory lives with me.
Let my blood be the current that your heart, your heart runs free.
When I'm gone, I don't need to remain.
All that's left of me, just a current in a wire in your brain.
When I'm gone, let my ghost run free.
Let your synapse fire off what's left of me.
But if you should leave well before me, I will reconstruct you inside of me. When I'm gone, let my ghost run free, There's no need at all, at all, for my memory.
When I'm gone, I don't need to remain.
All that's left of me, just a current in a wire in your brain.
When I'm gone, let my ghost run free. Let your synapse fire off what's left of me.
When I'm gone, set my ashes free.
Scatter them over the Ozarks, and some into the sea.
Or bury me 'neath that Ashford tree, let the roots tangle up what's left of me.
When I'm gone, you can hold my memory, but leave me far off.
There's no need left for me.
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