1. |
Ready to Burn
04:55
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Lately I've been praying for some sharper teeth
and lately I've been softening my tongue
and trying to make 'lately' last longer
with steeper climbs and longer walks
I am full of sparks, I am buzzing
Though really, I am ready to burn
I'm tightly wound, but I need locking in
lock it in, lock it in
lock it in, lock it in
I am full of sparks
I'm turning a key
I'm ready to burn
lock it in
lock it in, lock it in
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2. |
The Cliff
04:19
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I taste the salt of a rising sea
and I second guess the trip
You found me in a softer breeze,
gazing on the cliff
I've tugged on rain to prove my point,
it's an easy coat to wear.
If the gates are bound to burst,
why leave anything in the air?
I know my strength, I've felt my ache,
I know chasing comfort gets you lost
If there's a tightening in my chest, a strange and bloody suspension,
well why lie about it?
I've tugged on rain to prove my point
Sometimes the facts don't feel enough
If the gates are bound to burst
Well I'd better call my bluff
Take all your time
Soon you'll never have enough
Take that half step
To call your name and call your bluff
Take all your time
Before you're trembling on the cliff
Take that half step
It's such an awful dance to miss
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3. |
Every Door
03:56
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4. |
Shed
04:32
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5. |
Better Grid
03:30
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6. |
Crosswoods
03:19
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At a crossroads in crosswoods, I was told upon the phone
That this state of living could not last, yet all my fears have come to pass
I promised to try reading more and wander a little less
Yet the papers end up on the floor, my head upon the desk
Sentiments seem so certain when a muddled mind is murky
With my toes upon the dampened green, it puts all of my thoughts at ease
Though my fears have come to pass, I'm reminded this living cannot last
When the lights switch off above the streets, and I look to illuminated east
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7. |
Tunnel's End
03:59
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I heard my ghost on a breezy highway haze
I was sleeping behind my tired father, dreaming beside my sleeping brother
I heard my ghost on a breezy highway haze
I was sleeping behind my tired father, dreaming beside my sleeping brother
We're not that far apart
He's just around the bend
I'm smaller than the start
Chasing a tunnel's end
His family forest was constantly in bloom
His mother was singing of heavy water, his father about today
His family forest was constantly in bloom
His mother was singing of heavy water, his father about today
We're not that far apart
These webs have so much silk
I'm smaller than the start
but I'm threading myself in
I'm threading myself in
We're not that far apart
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8. |
Family Forest
02:56
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Field Sleeper Columbus, Ohio
Field Sleeper is singer/songwriter Alex Paquet (they/them)
fieldsleepermusic@gmail.com
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