1. |
Charlie's House
03:00
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I guess I liked holding you in Charlie's living room
I guess I liked trying to talk to your dad
I guess I fell in love with that house
I guess I fell in love
When I held you in Charlie's living room
We were both lost you were the sun
I guess I fell in love with that town
I guess I fell in love
I look in his eyes and see your brother's
I wish you were here but not as lovers
I am afraid I'm far away
I am afraid I'm falling in love with everyone I meet
I know I need you more than you see
And I know that means more to me
I guess I fell in love with you
I guess I don't know what to do
I guess I fell in love with you...
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2. |
In My Head
02:34
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Try not to lose it in front of you
Well I find this so hard to do
Force a smile to hide my face
But it won't come get me some space
What's been going on in my head!
Concentration simmers out
As I overflow with doubt
Seems like everywhere I roam
I can't stop feeling alone
What's been going on in my head!
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3. |
Untitled 2
03:19
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4. |
Comfort
03:53
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I don't ever know what's coming until it catches me -
I was left with your warm chest and things I'd never seen.
I don't ever know what's right until it's all been done -
I'm still drawn to being known
to burning in the sun
Comfort, why can't you be my friend?
Come back
I might never see you again
Holy shit was that really the end
We'll swim back,
why can't you be my friend?
My cherry tree
Run away with me
We'll hold hands on the Hudson River
My heartache
Give me a fucking break
We'll hold hands on the Hudson River
Please don't ask for more than what you told me you would need
I can't look to before when I treated you so mean
Please don't say you're sorry when you see it in my eyes
The desperate hope for what I need
and things I still can't find
Comfort, why can't you be my friend?
Come back I'll never see you again
Holy shit, I guess you meant it this time.
I'll swim back
I guess you'll never be mine
My cherry tree
Run away with me
We'll hold hands on the Hudson River
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5. |
Peeling
03:47
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Summer sun was left on your brow
I'll be peeling off you six months from now
Summer sun traced your sweat in mine
I'll be dripping your salt down my intact spine -
Water held us above the earth
where no one heard our voices laugh with hurt
Water taught me you knew how to breathe
Cool tall breaths while sinking in
We'd have to leave
You're lakeweed and driftwood and panting air.
Please don't take your hands out of my hair
You're bugbites and tanlines oh I can't go back
to before I knew this heartattack.
Take me back to Lake Ontario.
Words were left on our mouths
I hope we'll find time to pack our sheets and run away
Words leave me face down on the floor
running through the things I wish I'd hear you say.
You're lakeweed and driftwood and panting air.
Please don't take your hands out of my hair
You're bugbites and tanlines, oh I can't go back
to before I knew this heartattack.
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6. |
Beach Memories
02:39
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One thousand grey metal tanks emerged from the ocean
began besieging beaches of sand
As children ran fast to their mothers expecting Solutions
And mothers with none they desperately held children’s hands
I watched from the lifeguard tower
Blew my whistle real loud
But they just disregarded my power
And continued to roll over crowds
I put my mind in reverse hoping the earth would turn back with me
I could watch the sunset in the east
O the root of my sorrow could cease
but the world kept on turning and faster did everything seem to go
All the tread marks lain into Sand
Just remained as if carved into stone
No one plays there anymore
For the rolling waves sound just like screams
And mothers hold piles of sand in their arms
From the lifeguard tower I sing
“I’m sorry for being useless when the world most needed me”
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7. |
Thy Memory
02:47
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8. |
Winter
02:45
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Voices can set wood on fire, but voices can also build houses
I burnt down your house when I was tired
but I'm learning to build another.
Mouths can bring about some heartbreaks, but we'll keep building wooden homes.
I'm still looking for my lighthouse
Crossing out all your love poems
The summer you learned how to fall out of love
The summer I learned how to fall out of love
The summer I learned how to hold my head high
The summer I learned how you could wanna die
But winter comes too.
Your mouth told me we would swim again, and mine would call you my best friend
Now you're just a voice that makes me cry
and it's still hard to look boys in the eye.
Some hearts they know how to fall out of love
Some hearts they never will fall out of love
Some hearts they love til you hold your head high
Some hearts they love til you could wanna die
You told me you'd run to find me
But I'm afraid to be found
I've been known again and again
so I'll never leave this town.
The summer you learned how to fall out of love
The summer I learned how to fall out of love
The summer I learned how to hold my head high
The summer I learned how you could wanna die
But winter comes too
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9. |
Trees
02:13
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These are my bones, my flushed cheeks,
take in my burnt back, my strong knees
I hate you for thinking that you ever knew me -
I love you for thinking that you ever knew me.
These are my pages and they're turning fast
I'm drawn to the questions that I shouldn't ask:
How deep can I cut and still not know
I've got twenty houses still nowhere to go?
I met a kind heart we were stuck on a lake
I guess than I learned just how much was at stake
Now I'm stuck on a train and it's all that I know
This life that we planned out in Ohio !
I'll live in the trees
and I hope that you'll try to move in with me
when we're twenty five
I'm afraid of the wit, of things stuck in my head
But I'll want your warm words til the day that I'm dead
I hate you for thinking that you ever knew me -
I love you for thinking that you ever knew me.
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10. |
South Bay
05:00
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11. |
How
02:28
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how do I fill your empty home?
with colors and vases my mother showed me
a plant grew in July & swallowed me whole
but I can't put that on your windowsill
watching us intertwine
how do I fill your empty arms?
with words that my mother showed me
a bird flew in July, brought me to my knees
but I guess all these birds they learn how to leave
watching us intertwine
how do I...
I'm not ok, I'm not ok.
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12. |
Bound Away
04:30
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