1. |
Flowers
04:24
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Am I ready for you
Somedays I find I could be ready for you
I keep myself heavy
Amused
Somedays I find I could be ready for you
In the back of a rotten field
They back you in
You're begging for a little respite
They really kill you guys
Choking your guts in a pit of bitted hatred
Decades of resolve dissipate
What do we get for it
After lying in fields of flowers
They're sure to hurt me
After stroking my head for hours
Certain of what I need
Am I ready for you
Somedays I find I could be ready for you
I keep myself heavy
Amused
These days I find I could
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2. |
Desperate
05:18
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I feel your pain I know its true
What does it take to speak to you
No more to this than I can take
Don't curl your back don't slow your gait
You want it bad
Like alms for oblivion
You want it bad
But you're just one in a billion
Seems your love has been misplaced
Stolen wrapped around your neck
You're dreaming of destiny
Curling your back slowing your gait
Did no-one tell you that
Love
Love is not
Love
Love is not
Love is not an unconditional right
Since you've gone and crossed the line
You want it bad
Like alms for oblivion
You want it bad
I know I know
You're just one in a billion
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3. |
Passive
04:00
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I can hardly tell you
What I think when I'm thinking about you
The threat of violence
On such a lovely afternoon
And why did no-one tell me
They can be so cruel
If your people are such good people
Why are you such a fucking tool
This consternation takes the best of us
Oh you could stay
Don't leave the garden
Take it apart
til our hearts the
Ache and yearn for
What is still a pretty nice day
With you alone
Bad thoughts sure get in the way
All's not broken
You're just playing dumb
Now we have fought and spoken
We're slowly crawling home
I can hardly tell you
What I think when I'm thinking about you
It can be violent
It's such a lovely afternoon
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4. |
Sincere
04:24
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The time they call a healer
Can be a cold murderer
It's not a crime
No lack of feeling
You could help me leave
They're just shadows
I was crushed it was hard to get off the floor
I am tired of struggling to recall
Don't take me how I don't feel no more
I cringe
I say it's good to see you
But in your hardened eyes there's no sign of hope
In light of a lie
We scatter sincere and broke
I was crushed it was hard to get off the floor
I am tired of struggling to recall
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