From Indian Lakes - “Sleeping Limbs” (Official Video)
My lungs are not waking up
They don’t listen to what the rest of me knows
And I’m counting down the days I have left
Only listening while I’m holding my breath
Till I see you…
Cut it down, I will cut them down
They tower over me while I sleep
But I vent too much to just lay around
Only pretending while I’m facing the ground
And these skies, my only wish
What’s the point to this? There’s no point to this (x2)
Hold on to me, hold on to my back
I’m falling down the hole much too fast
Even even if the light pours in up over my head
Will I see it then, or pretend that I’m dead again.
'Cause we all change with the morning (mourning?) after
But these tired hearts aren’t beating fast enough
So can I ask you to leave me alone?
I’ll help when I am able to
Get back up (x8)
"Sentimental" - No Moon at All - Wildcat! Wildcat!
"Decorate The Spine" - Alias Records 1997-The Year Of The Wagon - Knapsack
They lie with their hearts crossed With words that were one They’re broken and breathless They fall through these folds We’re hopelessly helpless They begged to reverse the roles, reverse the roles
"Wolves" - An Autobiography - Old Gray
I’ve been digging a grave with the parts of my brain that still work.
They’re burying me with my dead dreams, my dead dreams.
I still feel a heart that’s beating but I can’t feel love, I still feel a life inside me but I feel no blood.
I still clench my teeth and I pull out my hair; my skin and bones are bare. I’ve been living with the weight of the world and the moon and the stars, burning in my eyes.
I haven’t seen clear in 19 years; will you please save my life? I’ve been digging a grave with the parts of my brain that still work.