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I blink and you're green
my mind is obscene sometimes
I swallow you're gone
I wish I could blink and we would be one.
I blink and you're blue
My dreams take me to you sometimes.
I awaken you're gone
I wish you could be beside me right now
I choke down my teeth and a t.v. set
I laugh, twirl my hair, and rub my neck
I swallow, you talk about sunshine
I sit and pray you don't notice my nerves
Sometimes my own insides betray me;
Sometimes I feel close to my own god.
I blink and you're mud
I donate blood hoping it'll flow inside you
I faint, have a dream I'm a vampire
Come close to finding you sometimes
I choke on my juice
Try to get some strength and regain composure
I look up you're there
I turn away from you just like always
Think I might have a disease
At least I'll always live free inside my dreams.
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Astronaut
03:05
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I'm not there, but I guess I never was
going through my days with a hazy head full of fuzz
Week from last todays before today or yesterdays
salty sweet teeth and old oceans splashing in my head
I'm not there but I guess I'm doing fine
little late reminders popping through my mind
Cans of can't concentrate choking up my fun,
pleasant pasts and better days just blur and bubble up.
I guess I'm doing fine,
don't pay me too much mind,
when you see some lonely bullshit bunch
of people that I'll walk behind.
The perfect image of the guy who has it all,
and stands real tall and sounds real smart and looks real smart
and says some nasty things.
I guess I'm doing fine.
Guess I'm doing fine.
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3. |
The Rust Song
01:59
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I've never seen the moon so bright as tonight.
And I've never felt snow whiter than this.
Come with me to the back of the garden
we'll sit by the fountain and drink in the breeze.
I've never felt water as cold as tonight's
And I've never seen my breath so clearly as now.
Let's dive to the spot on the seafloor
where the light from the sky won't hit us anymore.
We'll swim through six layers of ashes
and wind up with matches that won't work at all.
Hold hands, so clammy and calloused,
we'll be amazed to get back to the shore.
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Alvaro
02:09
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I saw a firefly spitting at the sun and i'd like to say goodbye to you.
Picture yourself inside of a car, inside of your heart, and you will start to realize that you are nothing. It's alright.
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I dream of nothing but the yellow of your face
anymore,
dandelion, steal my heart.
I think of nothing but remember how to pluck you,
from the ground,
dandelion, break my heart.
The winter can be bitter
when the frost freezes through the ground
and your roots shrivel up & you cannot make a sound.
But I'll do my best to shade you,
and I'll try so hard to save you,
that I'll pray at my bedside like the Lord's been found.
When the spring time comes,
spread your seedlings on the jetstream,
by the pricking of my thumbs,
something wicked this way's coming,
and the bumblebees are buzzing,
and my mind returns to you,
dandelion, steal my heart.
When the dream time comes,
you can see your self before yourself,
We'll find John Frum
he can give us what we're fighting for
the airports we've been striving towards,
with haystacks and our cardboard cars,
and I'll go back to you,
tell no lies or you'll break my heart.
I wish for rain, I hope for warmth, I pray for you,
all the time,
dandelion, bend my mind.
Your head's dried out, I cry for you
If I could, would die for you,
we'll stay right here and watch the sun arrive.
When the dream time comes,
you can see your self before yourself,
We'll find John Frum
he can give us what we're fighting for
the airports we've been striving towards,
with haystacks and our cardboard cars,
and I'll go back to you,
tell no lies or you'll break my heart.
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This Milk is too Milky
02:27
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So chew the moss from the sloth's low-hanging belly,
and tell me if the taste reminds you of me.
And I'll drink the water from the gutter on our high-school,
and tell you if the taste reminds me of you.
And everything I want to hear
is everything you're scared to say.
I'll call every payphone where you walk;
you'll pick up someday.
And everything I've ever seen
is just a prelude to this scene.
I hope you understand,
I hope I'm crystal clear.
And everything I want to say
is like another song you wrote
and every breath that I spit out
is just another of your coughs.
And everything I've ever seen
is just a prelude to this scene.
I hope you understand,
I hope I'm crystal clear.
When I was living in a yurt,
I built a sweat-lodge,
and every pore I had spit tears and dreams and salt.
My caravan moved slowly
all across the arctic.
You were my secret-keeper;
you were my Moby-Dick.
My eyes were open...
and I swore that I heard birdsong in the middle of the tundra.
If you hadn't been there for me,
I don't know what I'd've done.
Are children ever happy with the people they become?
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Opened up with some holes in his chest
Pete shocked all of his family.
They didn't expect to see him dead
despite the mortuary.
How could he end up like this?
He was always full of life.
No friends, good job, no girlfriend,
offed with a kitchen knife.
Oh, Virginia,
you've broken my heart.
I'm coming to see you long before the winter starts.
You tell me everything I want to hear
when I get there
and for now I'll pass the time without you here.
Don't forget her warning to him;
stay back, don't get any closer.
She would not let him in,
stay back don't get any closer.
He hummed a silent hymn,
you're okay, come closer.
He felt inside he'd win,
okay, come closer.
She feigned interest and gazed at the stucco
like a mountain range on his ceiling.
Thank God you're nothing like her
this ship is more than feeling.
I'm sending out a telegram to tell
our time apart to burn in hell,
if the messenger's shot, then that's alright,
so long as you'll be with me tonight.
Be with me tonight.
There's something in the air this spring,
and never have I felt something,
so strong as the messages
carried in this year's pollen.
They tell me I don't know a thing;
maybe they're right, still take my ring.
Virginia, please, no longer break my heart.
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Nebraska
04:04
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I think I'm losing it,
going out of my head,
think I might move to the west and start a colony.
Think I'll be a cowboy,
think I'll get a horse,
get a gun, get a hat, think I'll start it like that.
Go to the hole,
get a Jack and a Coke,
think I'll go have a smoke,
think I'm gonna drink until I don't know how I spoke
when I got to this god-damned mother-fucking town.
But probably not, I just don't think I have the drive,
think I'm gonna get high,
maybe that's how I'll get by,
maybe this is how I'll die.
Lately my mind's been running a little bit dry.
Think I'll grow a beard,
shave it off, grow my hair.
Think I'll adopt a disease that I can share.
Or I can be an actor, take a lot of drugs.
Maybe that's how I'll get the people to adore me,
'cause normal people bore me.
Think I'm gonna blow out like a shooting star,
'cause I'm a star.
Or I can be a loner, or a dancer, or take a drive to Nebraska.
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Cdecb Means Love
05:16
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My only victim lives beneath the water.
It's my target,
I'm a whale hunter.
My wife's too old, we're both twenty-seven,
sometimes I forget she's there.
Sometimes I forget I'm here.
Reindeer
Strange Year
Where would I be without you?
Alone at home
in my icy abode
with my wife who means something (or nothing) to me.
I meet my caribou in the heart of winter
time passes slowly when you wait for a stranger.
My wife thinks I'm hunting,
God, I need a drink.
When you wait this long, you die when you blink.
Reindeer
Strange Year
Where would I be without you?
Alone at home
in my icy abode
with my wife who means something (or nothing) to me.
My only friend in a seasonal tundra
is the victim of hunters
and my heart breaks.
Aurora borealis is my soul sending sparks
to express my remorse
across the hemisphere.
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Falling through the clouds in circles, I'm trying to catch an angel.
The water down there will break the fall. It's softer than the ground.
I feel like I did in December. The world revolves in a circle.
So yeah, so what, whatever.
The sky looks so good in purple.
These nights are so damn nice, they give me what I need.
They treat me just so right, the moonlight sets me free.
My doctor's such a dick, he makes me feel like shit.
I went out with a girl, we haven't spoken in two months.
I call her no one picks up, getting through is such a hassle.
I remember sunlit mornings, and late nights in White Castle.
These nights are so damn nice, they give me what I need.
They treat me just so right, the moonlight sets me free.
My doctor medicates me. He says I'll be alright.
My ego won't deflate me, i cry to sleep at night.
I feel like i did in August, my sweat clogs all my pours.
Your were always there to stop me, to catch me from my fall.
A van's about to hit me, your not there it's ok.
Spend two weeks in the hospital, you're not here its ok.
I tell my doctor everything, he tells me I'm ok.
I ask him about his life, he tells me it's ok.
I'm on the roof of the clinic, you're not here its ok.
The wind gives chapped lipped kisses, you're not there its ok.
I step past concrete edging, you're not here its ok.
I smash asphalt below me, you're not here its ok.
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11. |
I Ain't No Ghost
04:23
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I ain't no ghost.
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Row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily;
life is but a dream.
All our eyes are up
towards the golden sun.
And if tomorrow never comes
I won't tell no one.
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