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Four Days
04:16
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Four more days of rain beating down
Four more days of the grass flat against the ground
Four more days like runaways waiting to be found
And all that I'll look upon is you
I grasped for words and you grasped for your life
We grasped each other in a bid to survive
Three more days to graze and grip your sides
For all that I'll gaze upon is you
You were caught hold like a fox in a trap
But no bared teeth no hackles raised upon your back
Warm hands, warm heart - two more days you'll be my shield against attack
And all that I'll look upon is you
In a way I'll be glad to be gone
Away from your body and the shrill birdsong
The dismay, the clarity, that I've never been wrong
When all that I've looked upon was you
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Righteous Jealous Heart
04:23
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Of all I can see in the rear view mirror, the white lines are the worst
It's hard to beat the suspicion that they're cursed and will follow me 'til I stop running away
Then maybe I'll turn all white and pure and cursed and the same
And who could blame me when they just won't let up?
To cheat and to lie, to love and die, kiss and cry, we try and why?
To see ourselves reflected in our lovers' eyes
That's the mirror I'm afraid of, in awe of
Because it's sort of like my best has been pawned off for hope
What do we do with hope?
They say confession is cathartic but once you start it you'll never stop
But when I confess I guess I fall in love and then it just has to stop
All the kind eyes and dark hair and soft lips and soft words
The attention, ascending far above the place I've earned
[All stolen, golden outward paper thin beneath
They end the same, my mind filled with rotten wreaths
I've made to commemorate myself so there's another side
Another side to a story that I wrote and can never hide]
What do we do with hope?
I've found the end so I'll go right back to the start
Won't waste my love on this righteous, jealous heart
If there's no end then I'll run right from the start
Won't waste my love on this righteous, jealous heart
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Alone In Hollywood
05:30
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Jenny has blackouts and loses hours at a time
Her face is crushed by the beauty of her hair, so red and fine
She's got two left feet and all those stiletto shoes
So like a soldier disarmed she's got nothing to lose
I tell her I love her each time we meet
The cash starts on the side before she ends on her knees
Moonlight creeps in and bleeds in and the love sleeps
As Jenny walks home the cold and lonely call her cheap
Step off the boulevard
You can still save a lonely heart
She clicks her way down through Hollywood
Scratching the stars left to be crushed underfoot
Her mother looked just the same, said she did the best she could
But sorrow poured down and they were lost in the flood
Diamond Bill has got her keys and her car
And if his teeth shone any whiter they'd block out the stars
The rings on old Bill's fingers match her body's scars
She'd try to run but in those heels she won't get far
Step off the boulevard
You can still save a lonely heart
Alone in Hollywood
The stars below stole the hope above
Alone in Hollywood
Ring my ears with words of love
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In twenty two years, I never laid a finger on a soul
I was never one to break a thing to find out how to make it whole
Of those twenty two years, I've spent six in love
With a red-haired girl, skin white as a dove
I couldn't find a job, and she had stayed in school
So we lived in my father's house and lived by my father's rules
In the dark of the night I felt her body close to mine
And prayed each day upon us the sun would shine
There ain't much difference between love and death, both cruel and endless
But once you're chosen you can't do nothing less
Than take your chances or be blinded
He came home early one day, heard a noise from his father's room
The sound of his brother's voice and his name uttered as a moan
Took his father's gun and put a bullet in the chamber
Shot his brother in the back and he died collapsed on me
Turned away from my girl, her red hair clinging to my brother's skin
Felt tears on my cheeks and a fire from within
Took my baby's car and set off for God knows where
All my sorrow and rage longing to be shared
There ain't much difference between love and death, both cruel and endless
But once you're chosen you can't do nothing less
Than take your chances or be blinded
The judge said my revenge was not a justifiable cause
I should be killed for my misdeed under unchangeable moral laws
I'm not saying I am sorry for my crime though that could just be my own flaw
But at least I'll die knowing what my life was for
Wrong a gentle soul and you mess with something pure
For the malady it catches there will never be a cure
This is truth and those who lie will understand nonetheless
That jealousy is what keeps the heart beating in the chest
There ain't much difference between love and death, both cruel and endless
But once you're chosen you can't do nothing less
Than take your chances or be blinded
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