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"Oh, would it kill you to talk?"
The boy yelled at the sidewalk
He knew something wasn't right
The moon looked like a streetlight
He could board up windows
Paranoid, but you never know
Out there's a hot summer day,
Inside he's 40 below
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Incandescent Marquees
02:48
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We were settled in this picket-fenced house
But the station called, we had to move out this time
You were stronger, and you stood up tall
But come this fall, we kiss those walls goodbye
Can't help but thinking I caused this
The halls were taken so you made a list
But I had shaken tense,
I just made a fist and whined
I soon discovered we were way too late,
Too much on our plates
Too much for this state of mind
Can't help but thinking I caused this
Incandescent marquees were what had saved us
That night you and I had run
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Divine
03:35
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I don't think laws would have regulated
The chaos and the crime, it was the fear of the divine
That had saved us all
From sick, horrific nights
The barbarians would fight like cavemen
But no, we're not the perfect kind
A specie with a greedy mind, and temptations
But aren't we all?
I just turn to my acou' when I'm looking for my saviour
Some people turn to wine, their fashion sense or their decline
They just don't know it's god
With an idea personified, they see a giant wearing white
Or a bearded man
It's been lost within their minds, bastardized over time
You can find it in your heart
But won't we all?
How can you deny,
You've waited this whole time
DMT is released in your brain, when you die
A dream through the afterlife
Look yourself in the eyes
It's been here the whole time
But haven't we all?
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We sat on the curb,
While we Waited for the dust
To collect our furniture
But not a single word
Had come to mind
As you read a book with a crooked spine
How 'bout that
Is it all the same to you if I end up right back
Where I was?
And it hurts when you click your heels
Home is where you're high, that's why
I see you rolling up like a wheel
All the time
It's distance that you need
You don't really like the feel
And you're not a fan of how it came to be
It's a shame that company
Doesn't feel the same way about misery
If you know what I mean
How 'bout that
Is it all the same to you if I end up right back
Where I was?
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5. |
Cruelty Cinema
03:45
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Those cruelty cinemas and doubtful tips
Are hanging in my head
Black magic diamond rings, no cigarettes
You hold a smoking gun instead
And I can’t even stress enough
How you lost your marbles just last month
Cause it was hanging in my head
And then it hit me like a punch
Like “what if this is just another trip to your pride,
And not your mind?”
And then it hit me like a bus
I think I’m thinking way too much
Of a burned-up spinning image of us
Bricks in the wall,
Won’t slide out when I call
There’s another side to you
That I don’t wanna know at all
[SPINZIES]:
“You know what I’d love to see?
I’d love to see one of my own jokes come back in my face.
If it comes back to me, I give thee bread”
White-knuckle grip, my fist is clenched
It’s raining but I would rather walk
Don’t get too comfortable there on the ground
They’ll trace you up with chalk
It all stays the same, I’ll never change
I’ll never put up a good fight
The door is closed, but I’ll suffice
I don’t sleep too much at night
White knuckle grip, I’m hanging on
To all the things that did me wrong
So linger on to these broken bones
They’re not necessarily strong
And then it hit me like a love song when in love
Bricks in the wall,
Won’t slide out when I call
There’s another side to you
That I don’t wanna know at all
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Midnight Sun
04:32
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Three thousand to one,
The odds aren't so good
She’s lost hope in her mind
Yeah they knew she would
But she can’t go so young
She needs to find the one
But a bone marrow match
Comes like a midnight sun
She says she slips through the cracks
Just to get to the light
Cause when you got today,
You might not have tonight
She says
“Tell them I’m doing just fine
It hurts more to see them all crying
I can’t help but feel so down
Hope is all I got, and I’m trying
I get lost sometimes in my thoughts
The stress is more than I display
I feel trapped inside a box,
I don’t wanna slip away”
They can’t bear to watch now
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Sandbox
02:09
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Into depth at times
I don’t always speak my mind
But when I do I show no signs
Of who I am
It may seems strange to you
But when you look from my point of view
I’m in a sandbox filled with smoke
And a deceiving dew
I hope that all is well,
I hope you make it out alive
I hope you make it out in time
I hope you make it out in time
In my own world at times
I never read between the lines
Cause if I step one foot inside I’d never leave
The couch is in the yard
There’s bones and eggshells on the tar
When wisdom said
“We don’t still serve beers to belligerent bears in this bar”
I hope that all is well,
I hope you make it out alive
I hope you make it out in time
I hope you make it out in time
I hope that all is well
I hope you’re doing alright
I’m hoping everything is fine
I can’t get you off my mind
Sandbox
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Loop
03:49
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It all was lost in your eyes
As they tell you why this comes as no surprise
In waiting rooms, of offices of daily glooms
A glass tube leaking fluorescent
Sick of happiness, prescribed depression
I said, “I never thought I’d see the day
That you’d tell me that you’ve found
Everything you want”
You said, “It’s in disguise
It’s always been around”
A simple silence in the room
So you jump
But you know you’re gonna come back down
Cause you hear the sounds
I know it sounds absurd,
But I remember what I dreamt
You were drenched in scarlet
My colour fades with every attempt
And your pupils dilate,
As they hold guns that they’ll never shoot
But that’s what we get
We’re falling in the loop
I said, “I never thought I’d see the day
That you’d tell me that you’ve found
Everything you want”
You said, “It’s in disguise
It’s always been around”
A simple silence in the room
So you jump
But you know you’re gonna come back down
Cause you hear the sounds
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9. |
Letters
02:35
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Out of sight, but still on mind
On different paths, but they still collide
The letter reads, but isn't signed
You said, “I’ll give it time
I think I’ll give it time”
But you've caught me speechless, in halves
A phosphorescent scene
You can read it line by line
You’ll forever spend your time
Not knowing
Read me like a book
Cause I’m wearing a disguise
And it’s showing
Contrary to popular belief,
The ones you say you live are not who they appear to be
Read it line by line,
You’ll forever spend your time
Not knowing
These letters aren't from me
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