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Sam Burns - Meteoric
04:19
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Tracing a path
In concentric circles
Following you down
Through summers unlasting, mortal
Living for those fleeting days,
Just a halcyon haze
Destructive in creation, no destination
Bicycles torched in the blaze
Was this all such a surprise?
Our Meteoric rise
Has had its time, had it time
Now it comes crashing through the roof
Bearing down on everything that we built anew
Burning bridges like we knew it would do
We won't make it through
Was this all gone by sunrise?
Our adolescent lies
Have had their time, had their time
Now it comes crashing through the roof
Bearing down on everything that we built anew
Burning bridges like we knew it would do
We won't make it through
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This isn't a party, no one invited you
My depressing Leonard Cohen iTunes playlist will have to do
Cause Solo cups and drinking games I think I'll take a pass
My weekend sucked and this is how I'm going to make it last
I'm getting drunk on a Monday
I'm drinking all by myself
I'm getting drunk on a Monday
Cause at this point, might as well
And if you asked me if I gave a shit I really couldn't say
Cause I'm getting drunk on a Monday
Kick back in my EasyChair and binge watch Game of Thrones
Make myself a grilled cheese sandwich and eat it
IN THE DARK ALONE
And sweat pants go with anything it's not like I'll be seen
I'm lying face down on the floor and I never want to leave
I'm getting drunk on a Monday
I'm drinking all by myself
I'm getting drunk on a Monday
Cause at this point, might as well
And if you asked me if I gave a shit I really couldn't say
Cause I'm getting drunk on a Monday
Got a bid ol' bottle of Jack
I'm drinking straight from the tap
Don't need any mix
I can see the water under my fridge
I'm getting drunk on a Monday
I'm drinking all by myself
I'm getting drunk on a Monday
Cause at this point, might as well
And if you asked me if I gave a shit I really couldn't say
Cause I'm getting drunk on a Monday
Cause I'm getting drunk on a Monday
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Its well past midnight when she comes walking through the door
He waited hours, finally passed out on the bedroom floor
Sara tiptoed lightly round the room
Steven woke up, got in bed, passed out til well past noon
He never sees her anymore
Things don't feel quite like they did before
Sara brings the groceries in through the front door
He doesn't notice her, he's seen her face 10 times or more
Steven's busy watching law and order
Impatiently waiting for the commercial to be over
He's waiting for it to resume
She retreats back to their room
Sara keeps herself awake
Thinking that all good things can break
Scrolling through the last 3 years of life
Steven thinks of all the places he's been
Just living on whiskey and routine
Feels like leaving all his dreams behind
They feel like this for months at a time
If this is love then they've lost their mind
They lie in bed in silence side by side
Contemplate all the things they've tried
Til Sara says its time for her to leave
Sara packs a suitcase and leaves home
Steve and Sara are alone
Without so much as one goodbye
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Sam Burns - Coward
02:40
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Coward...
You sicken me, how could this be?
You've succumbed, how did it come to this?
You've succumbed, how did it come to this?
Coward, you're a coward.
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There's a light in my room and it won't let me sleep
I could easily blow it our or I could
Just go sleep somewhere else
But the warmth that it cast is a warmth
I don't think I have ever felt
It's prettier than anything I've ever seen
And it dances with me when I speak
And I don't know how long it's been since I've slept
Dreaming is the last thing on my mind
This couch that I've found myself on
Is smaller than it looks
There's almost no covers to speak of
But I've made this bed now I must lie down
It's gotten so late that it's got to be early
The birds must be singing by now
Tell them to sing as loud as they please
Because I don't plan on getting sleep
I don't know how long I've been awake
Dreaming is the last thing on my mind
There's a light in my room
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I fell asleep in the back of my car
Drive overnight to get back, chasing the stars
Looking back at the places I've been
I'm moving on, without a trace, or so it seems
You might think that it's a shame
To pick up my life and start again
If this is goodbye then why pretend
That all good things come to an end
The endless prairie passes by, almost unseen
Too many things on my mind, no time to dream
Can i regain what I lost, or have I changed
Did I pay too steep a cost, to stay the same
You might think that it's a shame
To pick up my life and start again
Put all my dreams up on a shelf
They're within reach for someone else
You might think that it's a shame
To pick up my life and start again
So fucking tired of being alone
Whatevers left I'll call it home
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