1. |
Breathing is Weird
04:19
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Fish, they say, "Breathing is weird
Why would you live somewhere but here
Underneath these waves
Hermit crabs may go outside
But they're never far from inside
So hooked on spaying
Our spawn the herons won't carry away"
That's why I don't look at faces
That's why I never go places
That's why I never leave
Screens, they say, "Spend all of your life
One righteous click the trigger by which
You'll erase your pain
Muzzles shoot your memory
Much farther than the stars we see
Your name cascades
In infamy forevermore you're framed"
That's why I don't look at faces
That's why I never go places
That's why I never leave
Friends, they say, "Come out of your room
You're twenty years out of the womb
Pull back your thick shades
Lamp posts, bulbs and windowlights
Long to embrace discovered hides
Don't drench your flame
In gasoline and quickly burn away"
But
I'd rather fade into obscurity
Than burn out in a sizzling scream
Of gunpowder and debris
Yes I want to become part of my landscape
Weeping willow cherry tree
Maybe in two thousand years some kids will take an axe to me
And no one will remember my name
And nobody will ever find my grave
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2. |
Devil Dance
03:03
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Hey, Mr. Cool Tuxedo,
yeah the way that you dig down deeper in the coals
with your hands so steady's getting old.
We've had enough already,
and the glow of your eyes unsettles
and the cold in your smile gets better
when you know that your hand is winning.
Why cheat when the cards are well hidden?
Yeah, yeah, you don't cheat.
It's still not fair
Woah, no, you better let me go.
I'm not a private show.
And I'll set this house on fire,
cause how's it fair that you're the only one with a lighter
but the smoke gets in my lungs?
And I can't forget,
the words you whispered
when everybody said that you had only kissed her.
You said, it's better said than done,
that I'm the lucky one.
I'm the lucky one.
Burn all the bridges, broken,
and turn, cause there's no use choking
on the words sugar sweet and cheep
like the girls (who look too good to eat)
And I'm gone, cause there's no use staying.
Write a song,
cause there's no use praying to the gods
who look down from above
and all along you swore it was for love.
Love, grow up. That's enough
Cause I tried, oh I tried.
Where to confide,
when your hands are tied?
And I'll set this house on fire,
cause how's it fair that you're the only one with a lighter
but the smoke gets in my lungs?
And I can't forget,
the words you whispered
when everybody said that you had only kissed her.
You said, it's better said than done,
that I'm the lucky one.
I'm the lucky one.
Woah, the dice are loaded.
You, you call it chance.
I ain't no sinner,
but I've seen the devil dance.
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3. |
Falling
04:57
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I know that you're out there somewhere
waiting for me to come back home.
I know your bed is warm,
but I'd rather sleep alone.
I know I ran away from you.
I know I never said goodbye.
Feels like I never told the truth to you
though I never told a lie.
I got your drugs in my system
and your love was a high,
but you said nothing about the comedown.
Your kiss was a chemical;
nothing short of what they sell,
and I am falling.
You said you'd never hurt me
but now I've got you stuck in my bones.
And there was no one to alert me
when you wouldn't pick up the phone.
But I never actually called you.
It was only in my dreams.
I know I ran away from you.
It's not as easy as it seems.
I got your drugs in my system
and your love was a high,
but you said nothing about the comedown.
Your kiss was a chemical;
nothing short of what they sell,
and I am falling.
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4. |
Bacchus' Son
05:11
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Shoo wop wop
Shoo wop wop
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
I had no sense of time or direction
I was Bacchus' son
I was blurry fun
Was handed a flask, and it smashed my perception
Now the sky looks down on us with broken glasses
I courted the clouds and they counseled rejection
That a mist would come
That my flesh would run
Adopted their vapor avoiding discretion
No I never cried once
No I never cried once
Ooh walls tell me your secrets
You're just points in space
So ordered and polite
I could be perfectly still and your family
Would kiss me on the cheek
Say that I'm one of them
Tell me I'm one of them
Washed up my face and I checked my prescription
For a regime change
But I still remained
Tore out my eyes in a fit of conniption
Now the sky and I are not so different
Shoo wop wop
Shoo wop wop
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
My ambiguous pillow
Taking my voice and my shape
Could you be more than a lingering tenderness
Beyond this pale erratic state of bliss
Until you have lost all distinction
Your body has not felt true joy
Down with the borders and boundaries of selfhood
Who cares if you're caught between man and boy
Ooh walls tell me your secrets
You're just points in space
So ordered and polite
I could be perfectly still and your family
Would kiss me on the cheek
Say that I'm one of them
Tell me I'm one of them
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5. |
Heartburn
01:38
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Saw you at the show last night,
and I caught you eye,
and I lost my sight.
If you say that you love me
then I'll say goodbye
like I say there's a God above me,
But I know it's a lie.
Even my brothers don't know
that I love them so
so it's time to say goodbye.
Felt you in my heart as I slept
so I called it heartburn;
burned all the letters I kept.
You could say your sorry.
I could say:
"Forget about the times you called me!
It's better off this way!"
I don't know how to speak anymore.
You left me on the floor dancing alone.
Now I wait every moment for another call on the phone
another call on the phone
another call
Even my brothers don't know
that I love them so,
but it's never time to say goodbye
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6. |
Lullaby
06:21
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All surrounded he's alone
Even when the sun shines in his home
Yes he's taken many wives
But he's still a baby in the darkness of the night
You're not safe in your bed
Even when the sheets are flying
Whatever she asked of you
Hurt more than solitude
Which you know never hurt no one who wasn't already guilty
He once knew her in the mud
Before lambs clamored up to him with their sacrificial blood
Now she's ignored by his side
Because nonchalance has not a seeing eye
You're not safe in your bed
Even when the sheets are flying
Whatever she asked of you
Hurt more than solitude
Which you know never hurt no one who wasn't already guilty
She said you have immersed yourselves in lovers everywhere
So why'd you have to go and take another
I could not recall if he or I replied
But the syllables were spat in spurts of spite:
Oh goodness, let conscience ride me raw until I die
Stop my heartbeat, collapse my body, if I ever told a lie
And I don't want to sleep alone
But I don't want you in my home
It's just something that I feel in my bones
Don't ask me how I know
And I don't want to hold your hand
And I don't want to understand
And I can't bear to see your face
And you will never
You will never
You will never
You're not safe in your bed
Even when the sheets are flying
Whatever she asked of you
Hurt more than solitude
Which you know never hurt no one who wasn't already guilty
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7. |
Map of Stars
03:35
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The sun she hangs her heavy head.
The water purple sky of red.
My hands are empty but I can't let go.
That look your eyes my chest caves in
the never weres and could have beens
they'll tear you up I swear they'll eat you whole
Don't you ask how I've been
cause I'm not saying it's your fault,
but it's like a fifth of gin and poison in your heart.
Don't you ask how I am
when you're fingertips away
because you don't give a damn.
Is that all you have to say?
I look at you and we both know
we're fools to stay we're fools to go.
It's golden now the lights on the trees.
You take a step to bridge the gap
just please don't cry and please don't laugh.
I don't suppose it help if I said please
Don't you ask how I've been
cause I'm not saying it's your fault,
but it's like a fifth of gin and poison in your heart.
Don't you ask how I am
when you're fingertips away
because you don't give a damn.
Is that all you have to say?
You grab me pull me hold me close.
This isn't fair. I can't let go.
I trace your lips the sunset burning red.
You Twine your fingers in my hair.
My lungs are screaming where's the air.
Do you still remember when you said
That I can't get lost and I won't go far.
Because you are just a map of stars.
You trace Orion on my skin.
Can you believe the shape we're in?
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8. |
Rise Up Brothers
05:50
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Did she wake up beside you
Or is that just her smell
Does she linger can you tell
Can you reach outstretched and find her in your grasp
Could this moment ever last
Rise up brothers
Rise up sisters
Lift your groggy heads
We are clinging
To each other's shells
In a world half dead
Do you remember the night
Out on the grass
We whispered words and dreaded the dawn
For a minute we had stopped the running hands
Then the next they all had gone
Rise up brothers
Rise up sisters
Lift your groggy heads
We are clinging
To each other's shells
In a world half dead
Stay in the sky
My silvery confessor
Why do you bear the chariot's yoke
He takes you and her away together
Leaving me down in the cold
Rise up brothers
Rise up sisters
Lift your groggy heads
We are clinging
To each other's shells
In a world half dead
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9. |
Dear Friday Night
03:20
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Can't believe you said those things to her in your head;
wait for Monday to clear away the air from your bed;
you promised Sunday you'd fall in love with her instead,
but that was not your only promise.
You said a million times before,
"I wanted nothing more than you and I
and a blanket and the floor."
Hello Friday, you're not the girl that I knew before.
You promised that if you'd left you'd leave a note on the door.
I never thought that you'd end up being such a bore/boor.
But you're not that perfect lover
I dreamt up all those years ago
Now I want is you to know
that you're on my mind as I enter the covers
that have never felt so cold.
I wanted nothing more than you to hold.
But you had to go
Dear Friday night,
This is a break-up song.
I made Saturday wait too long for me
to great her at the door
with a melody
and a box of chocolates and an apology.
Dear Friday night,
you left me alone,
and I can't say that I am sorry for
all the times
you called me on the phone.
I didn't answer cause you never apologized.
Dear Friday night,
I first met you
in the discomfort of my own bed,
and Saturday morning my limbs,
my limbs seemed made of led.
Dear Friday night,
I first met you
when you were flowing through my veins,
and Saturday morning I grew up
in my own memories' stains.
Dear Friday night,
I first met you
when the smoke got in my lungs,
and Saturday morning I found out
the devil may dance, but he speaks in tongues
But I'll keep coming back to you
weekend and week out,
let you write love songs on my liver
for every chorus that I shout,
and I'll sketch my Sundays on my skin,
but Friday, I'll keep letting you in.
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10. |
Hollow
04:47
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So what if your heart's just a cavity in your chest
and no one could be the man who loves you best
I never saw your beach house blossom in the snow
no seeds that were planted could grow
So what if your youth's not the prelude to a life
you started opening flowers in the shadows of closing night
the curtain cleaves you in two
Everything grows on what used to be
fields will lie fallow and so must we
the river is shallower than it seems to be
Everything grows on what used to be
fields will lie fallow and so must we
the river is shallower than it seems to be
So what if you can't be the libertine you invent
your kisses are worn out trinkets on the napes of their necks
your sentences in the pendant, in patent they hung
cons tricked in the breadth and width of the flowing of blood
your lying begot admission
So what if your gut's just a hollow in your skin
enfeebled by the thirsty spirits you let in
year's sliver, they drink the week
there is no meant to be
So what if your heart's
So what if your heart's just
So what if your heart's just a cavity
So what if your heart's just
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Rantipole Annandale On Hudson, New York
Rant´i`pole (rănt´ĭ`pōl) n. 1. A wild, romping young person. ; a. 1.Wild; roving; rakish.
5-piece Hudson-Valley based Indie-rock band.
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