1. |
A 9/11 Every Day
03:22
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A 9/11 everyday
Can't go outside
If I could I'd stray
I would lay me down in yonder churchyard green
And let the grass grow over me
When they take me away
It's gonna feel alright
It's gonna be OK
I won't care about these silly little dreams
Time wasted on my schemes
And it no longer feels alright
When I cannot see your light
You do the best you can
But it doesn't matter
You break your back and then
All you get is brasser
Save me
Save me
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2. |
I'm Covered In It Now
03:08
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A piece of a piece of a piece
It breaks off and washes away from my feet
It catches a whorl
And then it's gone
The faults that are lining my back
The cracks are appearing and tightening the slack
I'm learning to cope
With being lonely
I'm covered in it now
Changes, I'll never change for you
You know what's on my mind
Falling, I'm falling deeper this time
A wave of a wave of a wave
I'm tumbling I'm yawing away from my grave
There's no light to see
As it approaches
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3. |
Better Days
03:13
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Taking it all down
I never lost the crown
I could not be nothing
No I'll always be
A gangster
Living like a gangster
Going on the run
Tear the heart from grace
Never losing face
I will not be put down
I will always be
A gangster
Blazing like a gangster
Going on the run
Through gun smoke haze
I've seen men die
But I'm holding on to hope for better days
Though the hell I'll raise
I'll steal, I'll lie
But I'm holding on to hope for better days
Dicing with the gun
Losing what I've won
I'll be going all in
I will always be
A gangster
Rolling like a gangster
Going on the run
I could not be nothing no I'll never be
I could not, I could not, I could not
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4. |
The White Morph
03:22
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When you left I was watching TV
The white morph was on and he was whispering to me
Well my friend what you gonna do now?
With a sink full of dishes and a cut on your brow
Take me back to the old house that I know
I'll sleep peacefully and with no bad dreams to show
It's three days later and the dishwasher's cold
I'm sitting on the sofa while my world is sold
The TV is on and the static has rolled
I'm losing my mind as the white morph foretold
Give me something
Sun shine on my day
Give me something
So that she'll stay
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5. |
Potential Consequences
02:49
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Potential consequences
they don't faze me
I'm squeaky clean
I'm like a detergent tree
And if you want it
They'll take it away
All they do is bug you
They just ruin your day
They try to turn you into
something your not
They wrap you up into
A Gordian knot
And if you fight it
They'll break you in two
And put you back together
With their bourgeoisie super glue
All they do is bring you down
Robots gyring till you drown
Taking this is far too much
I prefer a human touch
Potential consequences
I've had my share
Like Judy Garland
And Fred Astaire
They didn't falter
They tore it apart
And put it back together
With the sum of their heart
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6. |
I Was A Child Model
03:34
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Deckard, I'm a replicant
I was a child model, relent
Let me live on
I've only know off-world
I've seen things you wouldn't believe
Lost in time, like tears in rain
More human than human
But it hurts to burn so brightly
It's not easy to meet your maker
Deckard, you see them in your dreams
Unicorns and paper memories
What it is to be a slave
It's too bad she won't live
But then again who of us does
So close, now retire
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7. |
Go Between
02:33
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You fight I watch
Nothing ever changes much
We can't escape
Trapped by all the games you play
I'm the go between
I'm the go between
And I am small and living in
the cracks
Of your love
Late night slammed doors
Screaming murder at the walls
Black eyed makeup
Bathroom tears and then throw up
I'm the go between
I'm the go between
And I am small and living in
the cracks
Of your love
Bright lights dark thoughts
House is full of uniforms
Long drive strange room
Guess I'll not be leaving soon
I'm the go between
I'm the go between
And I am small and I lived in
The cracks
Of you love
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8. |
Miss Lovely Eyes
03:35
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I'm lost in Miss Lovely Eyes
I'm lost her pale blue eyes
Then she's gone into the
Crowds as they surge
And my cries go unheard
There's a beacon beating
In time to my heart
As the gendarme depart
And I'm walking the streets
Of Paris tonight
Trying to capture a sight
Of a memory aching and
Pulling me down
Till I can't hold my ground
Reach out your hand
And I'll stretch to brush your fingers
Twirl on your toes
As you're swept into the darkness
Well that's the gamble
But I know I will ramble
Till I find my Miss Lovely Eyes
Well that's the gamble
But I know I will ramble
Till I find my Miss Lovely Eyes
Till I see those pale blue eyes
Here I go again
Rushing down the boulevards
Hoping for a Quantum Leap
To drop me at your feet
There's a street
Down which the water flows
I thought I saw you walking there
I'll wait here till you show
And I'll find my Miss Lovely Eyes
I will see those pale blue eyes
Here I go again
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9. |
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You tell me
We're not finished here
But I see you checking out
With every single tear
I'd rather drink with the Devil
Than waste another year
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10. |
Three Quarters
04:03
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We are three
You are four
You're a whole
We're a core of pain and bitterness
Cold dry hands
Clean white floors
Nothing moves
Blood and gauze can't fill this emptiness
If a monster calls
Tell him not today
Three stories he has told
The fourth can waste away
He doesn't care for hurt
He's born of leaf and dirt
Holding on
Desperate touch
Speak the truth
Will you judge? I want this over
3 of 4
One last kiss
Not enough
I'm not giving up so easily
If a monster calls
I won't turn away
Three stories he has told
The fourth is mine to say
He doesn't care for hurt
He's born of leaf and dirt
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11. |
Behind A Mask
03:30
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As I slip into the dark
And the waters wrap my heart
I must breathe behind a mask
Oh my artificial lung
You will keep me on this rung
As I swim behind a mask
I can't
Breathe
I cannot I just can't
Breathe
I can't
Breathe
I can't
Breathe
It will steal my final breath
If you cannot pump back death
I am helpless behind a mask
I am dragged towards the light
As my lungs they lose the fight
And you rip away my mask
I can
Breathe
I can
Breathe
I can
Breathe
I can
Breathe
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12. |
Head First
03:31
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Summer comes I'm restless
There's nothing here for me
You would stay here forever
And I would rot away you'd see
Aeroplanes are flying
Heading out towards the west
My heart is soaring
And I know it's for the best
I'm going head first
Going head first
Going all the way
Left alone in the city
No-one cares to know your name
Confidence and pity
All wrapped up they look the same
Back home streets are burning
Making slums of all I knew
Dreams creep with a yearning
What has become of you
I'm going head first
Going head first
Going home to you
Quiet falls by the graveside
But the wolf is at the door
Hope springs eternal
But I just can't fight no more
Just can't fight no more
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