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The Spill
03:02
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Skip the phase, we may be white fog hazy lost in this whale bone sturdy, beached and dirty, salt carcass. Been floating to long and forgot how to sing 'bout the coast... so roll back in the water, wait out the tide and just hope.
'Cause it's hard to really see, to really know the motives behind all the evil shit in this world... I'm the only one alive I've ever really known. But what to I know?
In this ocean bloody, thick and muddy world, it's the perfect pairs that know how to hurt each other most. Keep spreading the poison to try and make the surface look right... so dive deep in the water and hope for the rain not to bite.
'Cause it's hard to really see, to really know how much light we're able to bring to this world. We are the only ones alive we've ever really known.. But what to we know?
we know that it's good.. good to be good.
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Cali Burns
03:44
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my father and his righteous flow was evident so long ago, but why does it take me to be a man to just see that? My mother is the pious queen and lord I don't know what she's seen in me, the few lies that I told she knew before a thing was said.
And oh baby there's no reason in explaining why your eyes are beautiful to me. And forest fires grow in us higher and higher as Cali burns and Utah glows under 13 feet of snow.
Now what's that shinin' n the sky? That comets flying way to high to catch and all we're looking for is a ride out of here. My friends are all my family but I miss my brother constantly but I don't talk bout it much, though i should because he'd smile
And oh baby there's no reason in explaining why your eyes are beautiful to me. And forest fires grow in us higher and higher as Cali burns and Utah glows under 13 feet of snow.. with miles of sand untouched by human hands. Oh what is to know? If seeing is believing then you've found yourself a believer.
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Charlie Mortlok Bean
02:42
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Charlie Mortlok Bean it doesn't matter what you mean. It didn't matter what you said, just as long as you said it. And maybe you're the preacher and merely seeking a believer.. it didn't matter how the song went.. just as long as it went.
And say you know that its so simply orchestrated for, the truth becomes the bore...
What do you do sometimes? It didnt matter what the lie was, it didnt matter what was said cause he didnt mean it anyway. What do you do when it's looking right at you? Staring point blank and true?
You stop and say that you know that its so simply orchestrated for, the truth becomes the bore...
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Moctezuma Song
04:40
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When I was an Indian, a Native American not knowing what ownership means, I gave up my island they now call Manhattan for twenty-six dollars in beads.
When I was a farmer a hard working farmer, I sold my soul to the land. But that devilish drought came and killed off my family, and turned all my soil to sand.
When I was a genius - a world famous genius, I figured out how to make bombs. But the government took and fully abused it and made a world full of sad moms.
When I was soldier, fighting for my country, I lost my limbs in the war. And though I stayed patriotic, I slowly went nuts and nobody loved me anymore
When I was a student, a tireless student, I’d read all the books that I can. But when I got through I was in so much debt that I never fulfilled my life plan.
When I was lover a, song writing lover, hope I didn’t waste too much time. ‘Cause that talking gets cheap, but them actions get cheaper, and never mistaken in rhyme.
When I was sailor, a fish stinking sailor, I admit my wife was the sea. But one day she got angry and before I knew it, the ocean had swallowed me.
When I was a human – a strong, lonely human, I learned that we born and die alone. And though I mastered technologies and wrote down philosophies, I forgot it all down the road, yeah I forgot it all down the road.
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