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I don’t feel that I like you, cuz I’m not really liking myself
I’ve got qualities of you
you have qualities of me
I guess that’s why I’m seeing me in you
Not liking us, not liking us at all
Your eyes can be a mirror and it hurts to think you see the same
When will you stand alone? When will we find our own?
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Blue Collar Salute
02:22
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Another sunrise comes and goes
The cold little stethoscope tells him so
The pain he feels cuts right through the bone
This hospital room has become his home
The Pain
Nothing left for comfort running out of ways to cope
Lost the last ray of hope when they found no anecdote
Nothing left for family, aside from a son he’s never seen
Worked this whole life though, a slave to the men in suits
A stack of bills, an addiction to pills is the thanks he gets.
Recognized as a marine, served his time for this country.
Yet still to this point, he’s not sure what that means
Can’t wait for the great escape, inching closer to that grave
Totally fine with the end of line and this charade
Maybe it’ll all work out alright, a breeze in the after life
Like laying by a lake in the cool moonlight
Reality’s a dish often best served blind.
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Right Down Broadway
02:51
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Sweat drips and fills your eyes, the ground is still but feels alive
This is what we’ve been waiting for
A giant roar fills your head, then a wave of silence knocks it dead
Flashbacks to you as a kid.
Summer skies drift above. Ice cream melts onto your glove. No loneliness, just innocence. The world so big and you so small
Deep breath check your grip, the time has come to let it rip
The air is tense and thick
Closed eyes you were scared to look and they will right it in their books
Right when he screams strike three.
Hold her up and kiss her head, and see the look that you once had.
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Belly Up, Buckle Down
02:44
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Laying down most peacefully, eyes closin I’m driftin asleep and here ya come like some bad dream. Fly on in like it was your own, don’t even ask ya make yourself at home. Crawl along every inch of my flesh I gripe and grown til I’m outta breath.
I ‘spose humans share some commonalities, we’re attracted to shit and we spread disease.
That’s the sad truth
Yeah that’s the sad truth the sad truth
So I guess I really can’t complain. You’d kill me to if you had half a brain.
Little fly you are my alibi, little fly.
You’ve acquired the position of my worst enemy at least yer keepin me company. I really think this could work out great keep yer feet off my feet I’ll leave food on the plate.
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Bird World Problems
03:14
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We seem to cling to mediocrity like children holding hands while crossing the street. It’s a system we’re born into naturally. But real problems become the oblivious ones. We don’t have time to care, we’re asleep at the wheel inside our comfy chairs. How nice it would be to live in a country that caters the needs of everybody where wealth inequality doesn’t bring us to our knees. But we sit here so leisurely where comfort is our enemy while the world around us keeps crumbling
It’s a national tragedy. It’s a global catastrophe.
It’s in your community. It’s a critical fantasy.
There seems to be indifference when we should consider dissent.
It’s easier not to give a shit. Feels like I’m getting more and more lazy getting a little bit more crazy, having to rationalize apathy.
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Cassidy's Imagination
02:17
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There’s a big factor we forgot to read cuz it’s in fine print
There are hints in peoples’ words through a collective consciousness
It’s taken like a grain of salt but it will hit like a bomb
Ignored to the core right in your face and you ask what could be wrong?
You better fucking know it’s you and me
A generation weighing in heavy
There’s an endless amount of excuses stacked so high it’s hard to see
But lets act surprised say I told you so and throw our hands to the sky
It doesn’t take much to realize it’s one dark lullaby
The kind that leaves one speechless with another sleepless night
You better fucking know it’s you and me
A generation weighing in heavy
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Hold On
02:35
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Hold on to dedication
Hold on to motivation
Hold on to everything that you know is the real
Hold on to moderation
Take a minute to think, take it and step back
Maybe it’s not us that’s so out of whack
This random path to fill our time is not us, it’s not us
Its been carved in so deep its hard to think at all.
Hold on to loyalty
Hold on to integrity
Hold on to everything that you know is the real
Hold on to resolution
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The Language of Man
02:28
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Wishing that they’d have more time
Your friends are gone and you’re left alive
Will I come to terms before I go? Will I ever learn? Will I ever grow? I don’t think I can, I think the answer’s no
The first and last time I met you, you were inching down the road
Your cane kicked dust and your stories end was told
You sat down on that bench, brittle bones beneath you
Your eyes showed loss and I knew you were alone
Suspenders strapped, you began to speak how you just got back from the hospital. The days gotta be closing in.
I thought about myself ahead not knowing when that could be
It must go quicker than we know.
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Heavy Cards
02:28
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I need to hear it, the sound of a perfectly calm lake in the northern woods, backed by the brightness of the stars. I need to see that blackness, that blackness that will bring you to your knees and you’ll see yourself forcing your lungs to breath.
What once was clear is now static, I should drop this act like a bad habit.
With every single second that seems to slip away. An hour hand comes back again to slap me in the face. It’s hard to simply focus on getting through the day when your heart isn’t in the right place.
It’s gonna be ok, this is what you came out here to find although it’s hard to be dealt such heavy cards. These thoughts will fade away and the sound of a perfectly calm lake in the northern woods will do just what they should.
*This song is our tribute to Ober.
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Rooted Nowhere
02:24
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Flipping through the past of what was sure to last. Was a victim of change just like everything else, so what’s new? People come and go
It’s fresh and then its mold. You’re young and then you’re old and then you’re a faith to be sold. Time and time again, everything will change and bend.
Detect this, we made a mess of life. How do we take it all in?
We’ll take a quick glance and watch it fade away.
Back to our old ways again, you see this does not end.
Clean and orderly, broke dysfunctioning
You’re happy then you’re sad then your mind has been had.
Flipping through the past of what was sure to last. Was just a victim of change just like everything else, so what’s new?
Time and time again, everything will change and bend.
Detect this, we made a mess of life. How do we take it all in?
We’ll take a quick glance and watch it fade away
Back to our old ways again, you see this does not end.
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Dig Deeper
02:29
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Walking myself home in the middle of the night
A shadow stands in the center of the road and we catch eyes.
We start sharing words but I got nothing to say so I just intently listen.
It looks at me with these glaring eyes of doom and speaks low and clearly, “Dip Deeper”.
Don’t you need to live blind? You don’t need to live blind.
So I’m letting it all sink into my head as we sit down on the dock
Our reflection stares right back into us and then its words fully hit me
And then it’s gone
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OH NO!
00:39
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Revolving
02:54
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Economies folding in, patience is wearing thin, tension so high it’s stifling. The earth is being sucked dry of all its natural supplies and it’s really not that surprising. When satellite fed flat screens are so goddamned distracting. Making everything seem so beautiful and clean, it couldn’t be more deceiving.
Same old story told how does it start again? Opinions fly conclusions drawn before we reach the end.
Riding atop eroding streets couldn’t paint a picture less complete, a real masterpiece.
Bombarded by ad campaigns through billboards and radio waves how much does your headache?
Enigmatically bizarre that somehow we’ve come this far. A stage of slight concern or the point of no return.
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