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Atrophy
01:59
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Atrophy
Ground down into a powder of doubt
The lazy grindstone grinding me to a halt
Grabbed by gravity
Bound to the couch
I'm gathering moss
I raced a snail and a sloth and I lost
I'm the sediment settling out
into the riverbed of the stream of time
Wet my toes
Into silt I sink down
In clay I'm encased
I'm plastered down into place
And if all of the world is a stage
I must be the audience
Cobwebs cover the door to my cage
Though it's never been locked
I ignore when opportunity knocks
I'm an ambition invalid
Atrophy
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Forget-Me-Not
03:48
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She's leaving
She loves me, loves me not if she leaves me
I'm crying
She scatters on the breeze like dandelion
My love-lies-bleeding around me
My heart needs healing, I need you
Say whether
You're perennial or annual, will you return?
I love you
My love-lies-bleeding around me
My heart needs healing, I need you
Remember, forget-me-not
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Be A Bird
03:08
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Stuck in gravity, I sometimes dream of being released
Flying in the air, up there with the gulls and the geese
My head's up in the clouds, they tell me to be down to earth
They think I'm a loon, I want to be a bird
Circling overhead, darting in and out of the trees
Soaring high above, looking down my eagle eye sees
Cans of human beings, jammed up in their journey to work
A cuckoo's what they tell me I am, I want to be a bird
It's not ostrich with it's head in the sand
It's not merganser with mischievous hands
It's not what puffin does that makes me cry
Tear off my hands for some wings and I'll fly
Birdbrain's what they say has become of me
But I have got the wisdom of owls
Turkey's what they say to make fun of me
But I'd proud to be such a fowl
They take all their pennies to the bank
But I prefer to take to the wing
And the best part of all, is I still get to sing
It isn't vulture devouring life
Tear off my hands for some wings and I'll fly
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Rip
02:47
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Rip my eyes from my face
All they could see is that you have made
Them good for nothing
Smothered in the spaces surrounding me as you leave
So far down I feel the gravity over me
Rip my ears from my head
Never again will I hear the sound,
sound of your name
Smothered in the spaces surrounding me as you leave
So far down I feel the gravity over me
One day under August leaves
I carved your initials deep into the maple tree
Handed you the blade to initial me
Do you remember then how you dismembered me?
Now I bleed as you leave
I'm smothered in the spaces
surrounding me as you leave
So far down I feel the gravity
And I lie buried in the darkness
Blinding me till I see
What is real is you never were in love with me
I'll rip you out of me
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Your Eyelids
03:37
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Puttying the color on
You shovel it on thick
Plastering pastel on
You know how to make it stick
It's a pity 'cause you're pretty
Don't know why you want to hide it
A veil made of chemicals
will cover up your eyelids
I don't know why they're blue
Purchasing a magazine
You see the face upon it
You say you wanna look like her
So very cosmopolitan
But you've become a victim
of the advertising pirates
Who plunder your ability
to love your real eyelids
I don't know why they're blue
Woke and you were gone
But I cannot forget your face
Because most of it is smeared
across my pillowcase
Skin so harlequin you think will
make me so delighted
But I don't like the messy
iridescence of your eyelids
I don't know why your eyelids are blue
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Lurking About Boston, Massachusetts
A band, from Boston, early '90's.
Dan Jordan, guitar and vox.
Evan Mulligan,
bass and vox.
Chris Jackson, drums and vox.
(James Gaudette, drums for the first year.)
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