1. |
Ryan
02:35
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the lights cover the trees
and the ground is covered with leaves
and your hands are kept warm in your pocket
and your breath is seen in the air
and the wind, it blows through your hair
and the street is empty and cold
so let's walk it
i'll stay if you stay
but i'll go when you go
five strings left but i can't bring myself to tell you no
the cold is numbing my hands
i feel it in my bones
our voices are shot and honestly, i'd rather be here than home
the lights cover the trees
and the ground is scattered with leaves
and my face is buried in your shoulder
and your lips say all the things
that my brain never could say
and the night is somehow getting colder
i'll stay if you stay
but i'll go when you go
five strings left but i can't bring myself to tell you no
the cold is numbing my hands
i feel it in my bones
our voices are shot and honestly, i'd rather be here than home
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2. |
Snowing
01:01
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i had a dream you woke me up and told me
snow was falling outside
we stayed under the covers, warm and together
trying to hide from the world
because it doesn't give second chances
and nobody ever gives me second glances when i speak
i wasn't dreaming when you called and told me
one of our friends had died
i sat, crying and smoking
hoping to god that it all was just a big lie
because we don't get second chances
fuck, i hope we all get second chances at life
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3. |
Counting Grief
01:14
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this old house we see
better than most anything
i wanna give the world a try
to build a home and make a place for me
counting all the grief
take away my friends
take away my dignity
as long as i can sing a song and think about my dreams
counting all the grief
this old house in doubt
will satisfy my needs
gather all my strength
calculate in me
counting all the grief
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4. |
Repeat
02:13
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i hear the rain outside my window
i feel your lips against my neck
hands are shaking, body taking over
but i know exactly what to expect
we both know what we're doing here
and we both know where this leads
contemplating all the things we're done
and how they just repeat, repeat, repeat
i don't need to let you hurt me
it just stings so damn good
my heart is racing, i'm yours for the taking
getting rough feels exactly the way it should
we both know what we're doing here
and we both know how this ends
contemplating all the things we've done
and how i just pretend, pretend, pretend
sometimes i wonder if you ever loved me at all
seems like you enjoy watching me fall
but then the light hits your face at exactly the right time
and everything feels complete
happy for the first time in a while
but i know the past will repeat, repeat, repeat
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5. |
Brown Eyes
02:04
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your brown eyes get me every time
the smallest smile on your face
i'm wondering just how much time it will take for me
to fall out of love with you
i'm waiting in the bookstore for you
but i should just turn and leave
we'll browse through the nature section
while i wish to god your hands were at my waist
just one more taste of you
i'm going back to Washington
and leaving you behind
i'll say goodbye to California sun for the last time
i'm headed back to Seattle
when the holidays are through
hoping it won't take much time
to fall out of love with you
your brown eyes get me every time
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6. |
Weird
01:34
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i get a little too upset
and i get a little too sad
an i get a little bit too weird sometimes
but that's okay 'cause i don't feel bad
about being weird
you like to get a little drunk
and you like to get a little high
and i like to get a lot of both at the same time
you get upset, i start to cry
i'm sorry but i don't see
why you think you own me
the walk up the hill has never felt this long
the cigarettes in my lungs have never taste wrong
before tonight, before tonight
i meant it when i said that i didn't want you here
i don't think you get it but i thought i made it clear
not tonight, no not tonight
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7. |
In the Car
03:01
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this time last year, i was at a funeral
for a man i barely knew
i heard his sister scream in pain
she fell to her knees and wept in the rain
and i felt so lost that day
i had nothing left to say
so i went and sat in the car by myself
one week later, i went back again
for a man in my family
but everyone just talked about the Super Bowl party
we were having the very next day
and it made me so fucking sick
and i couldn't take any of it
so i went and hid in the car by myself
guess i really didn't think it through
i'm sorry that i didn't say goodbye to you
and i still want to grow old by your side
then maybe someday, i won't want to run and hide in the car
one day later, i was woken up
in a bed that was not my own
i saw the fear in my brother's eyes
but you weren't there and i realized
that i was so fucking dumb
and i'm still so fucking numb
and i don't know how to deal with myself
guess i really didn't think it through
i never wanna have to say goodbye to you
and i still want to grow old by your side
then maybe someday, i won't want to run and hide in the car
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8. |
This Town
01:06
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this house has nothing left
except an ashtray full of half-smoked cigarettes
and the smell of you on my sheets
is the last thing i need tonight
my friends have nothing left
except for empty bottle and college debt
the world has opened up and swallowed them whole
how long before i too lose control?
this ton has nothing left
except the memories of some years well spent
and i'm sorry that i'm running away
i'm sorry, my dear, that i couldn't stay
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