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Mercenary
03:23
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You tried to run
you tried to hide
stay out of sight and mind
You were a lowly pauper’s son to us
when you call the kettle black
and take it back
No restitution could erase
the past that you stole
catch the thief
He’s just the mercenary I’d like to meet
So good to see you, where should we begin?
I heard you calling
and we’ll never be the same
I’m sure you get this one all the time
An empty heart inside a chest
You only get what you’ve been sold down river
it’s all you told me
Say, you there
I’d spare a penny for your thoughts on
all this rain and bloody hell
Sharpen your axes
Turn your lanterns homeward
you commit the crime
and do no time
No restitution could erase
the past that you stole
Catch the thief
He’s just the mercenary I’d like to meet
Say you there
I’d spare a penny for your thoughts on all this rain and bloody hell
We’re all content to hold out hope
but where are we supposed to go
We’re all content to hold out hope
but where do we go?
(I’m not talking bout a Beatles song
Written a hundred years before I was born)
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2. |
The Sea Is My Brother
03:24
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Save your sad condolences
I’m not coming home yet
Wrap me in a blanket
Sail me off to the sunset
I hear the ocean in my brother
he’s not here to enjoy this
The time we spent in open water is cast ashore
That seems to be the consensus
Weak and hypothermic
I can still feel the trade winds
Drift me down the currents
of one million marksmen
I miss the moon and all its glory
Like a deterioration
A memory so far away now
It’s one with the horizon
(Time will turn this tide)
I won’t give up
(Time will turn this tide)
It won’t be like it was before
(Time will turn this tide)
I won’t lose hope
Say it’s because you want me to
You and I were voyagers with no destination
Doomed to run this ship aground
in a perfect stasis
I know it’s you
A constellation in dim light
with no way home
you show the way and I’ll still hide
Hell, I’m glad I did it
There’s gonna be a change...
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3. |
Arms Race
03:30
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You breathe with an apparatus strapped around your chest
And it tells you when to wake and go to sleep
You see through tunnel vision lenses on your open eyes
so you only see what you want to see
It blacks out every burden at every turn
and it makes life happy and grey
and that smile is here to stay
Stop lighting all the fuses that find their way back to you
(Think for yourself)
Stop yearning for the past when it wants nothing to do with you
(Think for yourself)
And you don’t know how to be
if the carpet isn’t laid out to show the way
(you toe the line never saying anything)
start asking better questions
like why are we so easily led astray
and how do we break away
And I don’t wanna regress to a sick sad state
Back when I used to insist on hating everything
The urge and need to belong is your own imagination’s funeral
Remove the wool from over your eyes
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4. |
Bathed In The Blood
04:07
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a sullen masquerade
Amends you never made
You’re only skin and teeth
To take the war to bed
have mercy on the dead
and spare you the sight of me
but it sounds the same to me
Once around in your second coming
Words alone are indoctrinating
You were ripened for the picking
a glisten from your eye
shattered worlds across the interstate
(oh no)
You were appalled and found it sickening
what they did to you
I never wanted it to end like this
(oh no)
What did you have to prove
with the phases of the moon
where no shadow will be safe again?
It’s the essence of the world
the mark of masculinity
feigning illness for the medicine
on your day of rest
Bathed in the blood
they left you undone
they bathed in the blood of your purifying
and left you undone
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5. |
Rejected From The Pyre
03:08
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I was holding my breath
Was anybody even there?
A contagion to be let loose in the air
Heavier than air
Cortisol giving way to fast breaks
that more nimble feet could make
Unwrapped and distantly
devised on the spot
Unplanned and unruly
Ring the bell and dig me up
and I am not afraid
to die an iocane death
It’s worth its weight in gold
but it’s less than shit to me
And I am not afraid
to die an iocane death
like we do
A simple to the point stitch that sutures
Close a fresh wound
that’s bleeding to be free
Oh how little I was wanted
If at all in the first place
but we are still immune to this poison
we are still alive by the sound
but we are still in love with the torment
we are still alive by the sound
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6. |
Asleep In The Deep End
04:19
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Call it the sun, call it oblivion
Call it a lust for gold
I needed something warm to
Ignite this cold in my bones
We were two ships passing in the night
Without a restful soul
Summers always burn into ash
before they go
An ultraviolet light
put me to bed tonight
I just hope the ocean has no memory
I fell asleep in the deep end
All alone dreaming again
Why does the summer have to end
By the moonlit water’s edge
I fell in love with a cigarette
I started drinking alone again
I don’t want the summer sun to end
summer sun to end
to set again
where do you go when everything’s a wreck
when you’ve lost control
I found a comfort in all the lies I told myself
I think this bottle’s been my only friend
My only true console
Put on a face
but I don’t hide this very well
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7. |
Shutters
04:14
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Turn out the lights before you go
I’m boarding all the windows up
In this long abandoned home
(Nobody lives here anymore)
I’m shutting off the water and the heat
Removing all the pictures from their frames
and closing all the shutters now
Just then you reached inside
my mind and took me by surprise
your last goodbye grew wings
when you were just holding on too
when you were just holding on
brother,
are you still drowning in crimson and blue?
I should have been there
If I had known what to do
I was distant and complacent
I was running from the fact that
you were lonely and considered me a friend
you left a portrait vague and tied
to the wrist of your silhouette
it walks miles down the hall
your warm weather breaks the tension up
when you colonize my broken bones
when I won’t acknowledge all
the numbers on the doors
and I won’t ask you to lift or carry my coffin
not for this colossal wreck
and what have these dreams wrought
if they don’t serve to bring you back
Don’t inter my tomb in this emergency room
where you took your time
You were canvas in a frame
and I was painting you back in
to where you used to be
(I could have met you)
by that creek bed
In the water
where you swore you saw yourself
Dear brother,
are you still drowning in crimson and blue?
I should have been there
If I had known what to do
I was distant and complacent
I was wishing this would all just go away
I was running from the fact that
you were lonely and considered me a friend
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Andross Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Tim - vox/guitar
Chris - guitar/vox
Drew - bass
Tom - drums
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