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Oatmeal for Cowards
02:40
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The world doesn't feel round
When we’re buried we just fall
Infinitely down
Then I wake up on a sphere again
To make the same bowl of oatmeal
Ensuring that I'm still sane
Post-traumatic stress meal
I’m ready for an average day
I long for artificial lighting
A quiet room without a clock
Symmetrical and mundane
But planet earth keeps dancing
Planet earth keeps dancing
When it's finally quiet
The highlight reel projects
Against my eyelids
I wake up as the credits end
I need some more oatmeal
Before the day begins
Post-traumatic stress meal
I’m ready for an average day
Pretend to feel mundane
But planet earth keeps dancing
Planet earth keeps dancing
Then I wake up tripping out the door
The contract in my hand unfurled
OooooOoooooooh
And when I hear those heavy horns
I hope my stomach doesn't curl
OooooOoooooooh
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2. |
Melt
04:02
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The further back behind my eyes
the less and less I recognize
I wade and stumble through the pastel waters
to a train that takes me
further back along its tracks
the less and less I
recollecting bending down the knoll each muscle
making its break for the tunnel
hesitating gaze evading straight ahead
my fatal mistake
mistake!
My body melts into the floor as I leave my human form
Voices once in unison now break apart
in perfect harmony
"Finally, I'm alone.
Not held back by pesky skin and bones"
I tell myself while sifting through
what's left of me like some depressing
zoo, unkept and not well-funded
maybe I'll admit some fault
I guess, but what's the use at this point
dropped out of the continuum
feeling something close to cold
I'm feeling something close to cold
I'm running in place slipping on a frozen lake
not one step out of place
Voices once in unison now break apart
in perfect harmony
I don't know what it means
So perfect, polished, clean!
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3. |
Its All a Bust
03:47
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"Stop, this is a shot in the dark"
So what, have we ever seen the light?
"Stop, you need to finally grow up"
Oh please, we can still be eaten in one bite
Growing up is just a false pride
Pay for your future in a box
Oh god... I can't afford the shipping price
I wonder if it's all a heist
I wonder if it's all a heist
I wonder if I had it right
Before I entered junior high
When my greatest concern were those gosh darn lines
Who can a kid trust
When all these old men say, "it's all a bust"
I just love you more than the rest
Mama, that's the reason why I'm here
Without a sustainable career
I just don't hold that very dear
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Floor Sleeper
02:04
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30 minutes, or so, of time
Trying to shape this floor to my spine
Just I and the voices to analyze
'til the mollifying silence of sleep arrives
But I can hear them making bets
I still wake up in an anxious sweat
Crane my neck out to see ahead
Of a long line waiting for a comfy bed
A comfy bed, an easy death
Is all you want to go down well-dressed?
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