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Some Film Noir
04:55
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I'll stop starting fights with walls
I've been losing them after all
All this time without you underneath my skin
Some people never change but still I'm not quite the same
A little bit of me stayed back there with you
This place feels dark like some film noir I
Sit and think while she drinks herself to sleep
Pick up speed, breathe in, feel the breeze I
slip away while she drinks herself to sleep
I'd rather fade away it beats burning out
A shotgun to the mouth won't be true for me
So I'll save you a seat for this bittersweet symphony
I play my heart out while I think of life with you
This place feels dark like some film noir I
Sit and think while she drinks herself to sleep
Pick up speed, breathe in, feel the breeze I
Slip away while she drinks herself to sleep
Strolling down the streets of neon and nicotine
I nurse my whiskey while your vodka brings you peace
So dive in with cold feet and
Remember just to breathe
I take the long way home and
Picture life with you
This place feels dark like some film noir I
Sit and think while she drinks herself to sleep
Pick up speed, breathe in, feel the breeze I
Slip away while she drinks herself to sleep
This place feels dark like some film noir I
Sit and think while she drinks herself to sleep
Pick up speed, breathe in, feel the breeze I
Slip away while she drinks herself to sleep
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2. |
Intersecting Lines
02:39
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I wanted you to know that I wrote you a love song
Instead of writing down your flaws and moving on
I'm sorry it ended this way
Like intersecting lines going their own ways
Never thought I'd be the one to let you go
But loving you means to step back and watch you grow
The only way as far as I know
I'll pick up my bags and head West for the coast
Hand me that bottle
I'm just caving in and
I don't give really care what state I'm in
I'm tired of living this way
Paycheck to paycheck and day by day
So it's left foot and right foot as far as I'm able
While I pick up the pieces and call myself stable
Quietly playing this guitar out in darkened fields with light from the Stars
And out of the darkness
There came rolling thunder as I sit on my porch in this coastal summer
Wishing you were by my side
Just so I could sing this to you now
Hand me that bottle
I'm just caving in and
I don't give really care what state I'm in
I'm tired of living this way
Paycheck to paycheck and day by day
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Ignore the pain and take the plunge
I'm falling in but it's half the fun you
Run away into a setting sun but
I'll be here when it comes undone
You say you spare me from Insanity but
When I look into your eyes
I see a mix of anxiousness and love for me
So I'll be here while you're running free
Do me one more little favor please
Give me a warning before you abandon me
I'll be sure to see you in my dreams to
Hold on hope that one day we can be
I know I'm hoping for a fantasy
But for now it is what keeps me happy
I'll write a thousand words for you
In a year or two
Stretched to six
Ill be sick of putting to stone stories and myths
Strained from your lips
Brace for the fire and tighten your grip
It's too late to quit
Hate myself to leave you grieving
Thoughts of a life so measly
Have me wanting things that leave me fiending
Not unlike the way she left me
Animals ravage completely what we may not find worth keeping
Never wanting what we're needing
With our hearts constantly bleeding
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Birchwood Rd.
04:09
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I run fast but I fall short of breath as I escaped this lifeless town
Pray to God that the devil decides to get back to me
I sold my soul for a bit of time in front of you
On your TV
Just so you know what you meant to me
Grey Skies the trees on fire
Colors of my burning pyre
Spread my ashes in the streams of
Blue skied North Carolina
Bet my life I'm gonna die here
Living on discarded dreams
From the shores to the mountaintops I run to the evergreens
Following the trails of burning leaves
No longer working these dead-end jobs
Just to make sure my ends meet
While I ply my heart out all for free in the street
Grey Skies the trees on fire
Colors of my burning pyre
Spread my ashes in the streams of
Blue skied North Carolina
Bet my life I'm gonna die here
Living on discarded dreams
So I sit in my room and I write these songs
To try and make you proud that we spent time in a glass house shattering
The trees break the sun shines through
I can see a mile or two
Where will I go what will I do
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5. |
Deep Breaths
02:13
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Last chance to escape this town
It's a 5:30 train that's southward bound
Grab my bags and head for the tracks
It's no second chances no turning back
All I need is some space to breathe
And a little bit of time to think of things
Call it cold what can I say
I still hope to see you again one day
Cold lips bring blue blood and I choke
Can't take a deep breath in your smoke
Burning all the words that we wrote
Another love song died in my throat
Pack my pipe up imma fill it with my sorrows
Take a real deep breath
And scale the depths of my own hollows
Questioning my sanity
I'm just trying to get a grip on reality
Hope my talents can see me to brighter days
And if not I'm going out like
Kurt Cobain
Jackson Pollock
All over the walls
Never mind the bollocks
Going out with applause.
Cold lips bring blue blood and I choke
Can't take a deep breath in your smoke
Burning all the words that we wrote
Another love song fades
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6. |
Final Note
03:56
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Clinch my Fist
Face in the breeze counting down trying to breathe
Captain drowning in the sea
Never know if she loved me
Grit my teeth and fall back to square one
I close my eyes and face the sun
I'll work my fingers to the bone
Until they play their final note
Fruit of knowledge in the tree
Hanging from the yellow leaves
Questioning what I'm to be
Falling fast but feeling free
Grit my teeth and fall back to square one
I close my eyes and face the sun
I'll work my fingers to the bone
Until I play my final note
Staring into eyes so green
Takes me back to that roaring sea
Dare to brave her siren screams
Never know if she loved me
Grit my teeth and fall back to square one
I close my eyes and face the sun
I'll work my fingers to the bone
Until they play their final note.
Grit my teeth and fall back to square one
I close my eyes and face the sun
I'll work my fingers to the bone
Until I play my final note
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Like edges stained and frayed
Time leave scars in ways that Don't stray from the brain
At least that's what it seems
Receiving memories from the air I breathe
A distant phantom of your hair when you would pass by me
Free to answer my call to the wild
Free to lie in my own downward spiral
Three years spent nocturnal, alone
I'm coming down at the end of the road
If You could only see what I do differently
I grew my hair out looked inside and when I lucid dream
I tell you all these things where we met by the sea
Then I say goodbye and I slip into the riptide
Free to answer my call to the wild
Free to lie in my own downward spiral
Three years spent nocturnal, alone
This is me coming down at the end of the road
Free to answer my call to the wild
Free to lie in my own downward spiral
Three years spent nocturnal, alone
I'm coming up short on sources of hope
Swat away at a bug in the code
It's all coming down at the end of the road
Try to break free from my call to the wild so
I can stand From my own downward spiral
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8. |
Six A.M
04:40
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Six a.m. I rub my eyes
Look up at the blood red sky and
I get the urge to fly so
I hit the gas and start to Drive
Form a melody
From the highways rhythm under me
Then write some poetry
About my life and how things used to be
I wish I didn't have to cope
With your phantoms and your lingering ghost
Your flame burned everything at once and
I lost you in the lingering smoke
I drove to the Sea
Straight to where I think that you might be
Then I said a prayer in peace
Buried my idea of what could be
So for now I breathe
Face the sun and
Feel it's warmth on me
I know one day I'll see
The rest of the big world that's around me
I wish I didn't have to cope
With your phantoms and your lingering ghost
Your flame burned everything at once and
I lost you in the lingering smoke
Will I ever know
What it means to be and
Where I'll go hopeless with no Paramore
Worried my dreams will wash up on barren shores
So for now I sit with my guitar, paper, pen, and pic
Trying to make sense of it
Where I stand I feel I do not fit
I wish I didn't have to cope with your
Phantoms and your lingering ghost
I wish you never had to cope with
My ideas from a paranoid host
Our flame burned everything at once and
I couldn't seem to carry us both
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9. |
Running Wild
03:17
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Give me one last kiss
Now that I'm your Judas
I only feel at home when
I'm pressed against those two lips
Hit the ground running but
I have no need for cruelness
Always had a feeling but
I never thought I'd do this
I'm not really a dancer
I'd rather make the music
In open field with spotted veins
Lying with the tulips
Drifting off
I'm floating with spaceships
If you were here it'd be worth all the bullshit
My dreams are running wild
I think I'm going to lose it
Circus act with acrobats
Flying until a loose slip
I'm running in my dreams but
I don't know from what
I part my lips to scream
There's no air in my lungs
They're building sick machines
To fill the holes I dug
My dreams are running wild
And I'm not having fun
My dreams are running wild
I think I'm going to lose it
Circus acts with acrobats
Flying until a loose slip
I want to feel real in
A world made out of plastic
A rocket man with empty hands and
Paper soaked in magic
A man without his muse is like
A painter with no palette
But for now I find myself
Singing all about It
My dreams are running wild
I think I'm going to lose it
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10. |
Fabric
06:32
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As golden light fills up
The corner of your minds eye
Am I there?
Take Away the prism
Watch all of the colors fade to gray
Wash away the paint to see
What all the brush strokes have to say
Read between the lines
A thousand words that could be redefined
The human word search
The soul's sudoku
My minds a puzzle
Is it fun
After you dive headfirst ask yourself
What have I done
Feeling like I'm breathing underwater
Filling up my lungs
This is fabric it breaks
Black holes pool and tesselate
Yet you carry on like ants of great importance in the sun
The human word search
The soul's sudoku
My mind's a puzzle
Is it fun
Take Away the prism
Watch all of the colors fade to gray
Wash away the paint to see
What all the brush strokes have to say
Read between the lines
A thousand words that could be redefined
Nightmares are a gift
Because you are so grateful to awake
When you dream yourself
Awash in milk and honey am I there?
As golden light fills up the corner
Of your minds eyes own events
Cradle all your demons
Protect them with any frantic myths
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11. |
Paper Dolls
02:32
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Cover my bare walls with
Your silhouette on paper dolls
As all the voices sing along
To this song in my head
And I
Know I've written too many songs of you
But even as years pass the time
You're somehow on my mind so
I close my eyes
As the wind rolls by
Hum myself a little tune
That reminds me of you
As sunlight's creeping through
Your window into view
I hit the road and I travel far
To play my brand of blues
And when a thousand miles or two
Have passed in my rear view
I lay my head on a pillow and
Still hear the rain on your tin roof So
I close my eyes
Picture waves rolling by
Think back to that summer with you
And write a lullaby
When the skies are gray and
The trees leaves are all aflame
I pray your emerald eyes are seeing better days
Before I turn the page and
Just let those memory fade
I sit down with a four track
Hit record
And let it play
I close my eyes
Turn my tube amp on
I'll just keep on writing songs as
You keep on moving on
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12. |
Sunday Driver
03:34
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It's a familiar paradigm
Racing colors
Slowing time
Thoughts of morphing cosmic twine are
Creeping through this head of mine
Take a walk
Go outside
See what maybe we can find
Chills go up my crooked spine but
Still the peak is quite a climb
Perception's doors are open wide
Consciousness starts to slide
Half a day
My brain is fried
Staring at the ceiling tiles
Take a walk
Go outside
See what maybe we can find
Chills go up my crooked spine
But still the peak is quite a climb
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