1. |
Lost In Time
04:25
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my hair's a little longer now
and you look taller too
it's funny how the months have gone
i've somehow managed to hold on
waking up when you're asleep
my sundown at your noon
the blue between our reaching arms
i'd swim it if you weren't so far
and so the time
was a fingerprick compared to the demise
i felt when you got lost inside
another's eyes
right in front of mine
and i told lies
baby i am fine
was it all my fault
something that i missed
did you feel me gone
look for another kiss
place a hand upon
the hands upon your wrist
sit back and sigh
baby got lost in time
spending my nights thinking how
we seemed to be so close
the hardest thing i'll ever do
is stepping back away from you
hours passing used to be
mere seconds when with you
and now i look upon that face
the clock has stopped, i've been replaced
and so the time
was a fingerprick compared to the demise
i felt when you got lost inside
another's eyes
right in front of mine
and i told lies
baby i am fine
was it all my fault
something that i missed
did you feel me gone
look for another kiss
place a hand upon
the hands upon your wrist
sit back and sigh
baby got lost in time
and i'm just secondhand
counting seconds and
waiting for my chance
and i
i'm just secondhand
failing to understand
how i got lost, so far behind
and so the time
was a fingerprick compared to the demise
i felt when you got lost inside
another's eyes
right in front of mine
and i told lies
baby i am fine
was it all my fault
something that i missed
did you feel me gone
look for another kiss
place a hand upon
the hands upon your wrist
sit back and sigh
baby got lost in time
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2. |
In The Night
03:05
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we’re both waiting here
but we won’t talk to each other
is the presence enough
almost like a touch
can you see me right here
waiting under the covers
could you push little letters
to make me feel better?
two am for a spark on the screen
but I’m waiting for nothing
cause on your side of things
there’s a violent party
and you’re checking the scene
for the girls
who only message in the night
i gave into the light
and I’m two hours over
how come i never surrender
to the dreams where you lie
three am and I’m losing my team
I’m the only one left
but for your little green
and you’re talking to them
you’re not talking to me
oh your girls
who only message in the night
give it to me baby
say something mundane
& then let me tell you
‘bout the fire in my brain
this insomnia’s killer
but its making me shy
give me something to sleep for
give me phrases to try
four am
and a spark on the screen
why you up at this hour
i just got back from queen
there was a hell of a party
if you know what I mean
and the girls...
and you say that you’d thought it be alright
to talk
to the girl
who’ll only message in the night
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3. |
Wannabe
03:45
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several things i wanna do
seem so distant makes me blue
several lives i wanna lead
falter as my fingers reach
put my thumb in rolling stone
look at all the open roads
they say that i’ve gotta fight to make it known
so i ask:
is this right for me?
am i living.. completely?
oh, should there ever be
something not meant for me
that i wanna be
oh i wanna be
many men like jewellery
round my neck i wanna see
laugh when i say i can sing
well where’s the work you’re putting in?
thumb in mouth, i bite it down
so bitterly i want the crown
they say that i've got to fight to pin it down
so i ask:
is this right for me?
am i living.. completely?
oh, should there ever be
something not meant for me
that i wanna be
oh i wanna be
maybe i will get the luck
or courage as they’re propping up
my sinking heart,
my dying art
maybe i will just stand up
and sing a lyric on my deathbed
director snaps says there’s the girl
we’ve waited sixty years for her
put my thumb up i'll accept
cause in ten minutes i’ll be dead
so give me ten for entertainment, and five to mourn what’s left
and i ask:
is this right for me?
am i living.. completely?
oh, should there ever be
something not meant for me
that i wanna be
oh i wanna be
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4. |
April, Part 2
04:00
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tell me you sometimes remember
the night we walked home in the rain
promising next to the highway
we'd stop it from happening again
you threw it away when you held me
bringing your face next to mine
but living in april is tricky
if only it could give me time
the water continued to patter
between steps i made down the lane
we'd parted on better terms lately
but the sting of the truth made me sane
no longer alone in a daydream
i wandered the coldest terrain
'cause april is tricky, it's tricky
and everything must stay the same
and i walked to the place where we once stood
thinking about the last night
why i cried when you left
sitting on the concrete steps
and i crossed to the house where we once lay
and i promised to not tell a soul
april is the cruelest month
it gave me teeth marks on my tongue
april is the cruelest month
it gave me teeth marks on my tongue
april is the cruelest month
it gave me teeth marks on my tongue
april is the cruelest month
it gave me teeth marks on my tongue
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