1. |
Dirty God
04:19
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so if my words become statues
and my melody is true
then I will be happy
just talking to you
if I could break down my misery
into little blocks of wood
and overcome my tendency
to paint them all blue
everybodys climbing their shadows
searching for the truth
digging through the clouds
we call to god
but what if shes in the dirt
so if from dust we were born
and to dust we return
I will breathe in your love
and brush off your hurt
into the dustbin of time
As we wither and die
to kiss the moonlight
death of a phoenix
rekindle the fire of the world
weve already seen it
the past and future in a swirl
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2. |
Flowers in the Grave
01:58
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sleeping under the shade
dreams are falling in place
wind reads the magazine
breathe in the autumn breeze
flowers in the grave
aphids on my face
climb up into me
time to graduate
ah, yeah
we're going to heaven
ah, yeah
destroy your depression
ah, yeah
we're going to heaven
ah, yeah
complete the progression
the way you move with grace
light follows your shape
as I stand in place
hit me like a wave
chips are made of clay
the same to shape your face
shuffled with the snakes
clovers and spades
clovers and spades
flowers in the grave
aphids on my face
climb up into me
time to graduate
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3. |
Love's just a Wave
02:40
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ride that wave
the one that fades away
like every day
like memorays
hey you
yeah you
with that effortless
with that confidence
with that flows out your chest
with that essence expressed
(its the way that you 2x)
ride the wave of this beautiful day
as we make our way
through the mist and the fray
(if only love were forever 3x)
but loves just a wave
ride that wave
the one that
that comes to me
when you look my way
uh oh, I feel my bones
and body start to shake
I think my mind is running
I feel my body coming
I think I'm scared of losing
I hope we dont regret it
ride the wave of my anxiety
what if, maybe, it wasnt meant to be
into the stupid future that I lean
If only I could live in the moment
oh, then I would have no pain
(did you hear me, do you feel me?)
(do you get me, understand me?)
think about it then forget it
give it up and just enjoy it
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4. |
Maker
02:28
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I am the maker, entire empire
of how I spend all of my time
I am creator
of selfish desires
its always about how I can get mine
fingers curled
mind up in the sky
whirlwind
shape the mold
the clay is closing in
slowly
take some notes
shake my bones
and try all over again
clubs and the clovers
destruction while sober
who fixes you up when you break
mixed up and faded
unspent but im wasted
the future, too close to the sun
imperfect solutions to instant reactions
its the space in between that time that I try
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5. |
Merlot Love
03:29
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pour every liter of my merlot love
into your silver cup
soak all the words that glimmer on my tongue
with your tender touch
oh how you flow like a river of blood
oh how you are a velvet waterfall
and when you leave
you leave cherry blossoms floating in the air
and when you leave
suddenly my inner spirit goes a bit unclear
cardinal bird cuts across my cheek
flushing out my skin
the headless horseman circles round my soul
leaving nothing left
red ribbons in the atmosphere
get caught up my mind
sweet scarlet in the sky
weaves her way in through my eyes
and when you leave
you leave fireflies suspended in the air
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6. |
Reminder
02:28
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I got these bones that bleed
ebony ivory
planted in my garden head
rollin in my flower bed
finger nails are ten feet long
all these breaths that keep me goin'
in and out like burger sin
drink and drive to your apart a ment
kiss then do my best to hold it in
wake up in the morning
remind myself that I am human
expand my circle of compassion
oh, but it pushes you away
I fill my bank account
with chocolate cakes and sauerkraut
cut myself with credit cards
I'll get down, lay down, stay down, wait now
to be swallowed by a snake
wouldnt have it any other way
ill take it with me to the grave (how?)
look down the mountain where we came from
the jungle that we escaped from
when death was our next door neighbor
when fear was not just made up
when black and white was clear like sky
when existence was easy to define
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7. |
Moon
04:11
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the world at large
seems so hard
but it sharpens itself against you
wander around
pick the mask off the ground
put it on and forget who you are
I am the moon
covered in craters
eclipse my entire
body of stone
crystals and bones
c b am
spinning so slow
say goodbye to your little light
no more cry or let it slide
close your eyes and try to dream
of when everything was as it seemed
inner peace the fleeting bird
wraps its wings around you
softer than clouds, protected by down
give it a place in the crook of my arm
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8. |
Mrnothing
00:44
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im mr nothing
its what I believe
im selfish gasping
for my one and every need
o golden courage brewing
the tap is flowing
straight out through my crooked teeth
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9. |
Rip Me Apart
03:25
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indecision rips me apart
introspection reveals the softest heart
the man inside me questions his ways
the woman in me hopes that one day..
discover what it feels to be free
understand that nothing comes easy
especially when im wrestling my mind
specifically im splitting divine
im walking the line
dont care whats on the other side
im walking the line
teach me with your perfect foresight
your forty hindsight
three hundred sixty five lies
only a matter of my time
im walking the line
imagine the world split in two
pulled apart by my very own hands
on the left I hold the love of my life
on the right is a little ball of light
and there I lay in between the lines
there I stand with my outstretched arms
make your mind or youll die inside
with every passing night youll cry so slight
I want it all
I clench my palms
put em both in my pocket
I take em home
I am a stone
Thrown at the crows
I hit em both
now I'm going with the flow
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10. |
Slave
02:51
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I got a little finger restin' on my hand
it's got a mind of its own
challenges all that I know
Reminds me I am a whore
I know, I hope one day I'll cut it away
(off) and put it in its place (soft)
wooden (what an) embrace (caught)
but for now
I am a slave to the thoughts in my head
they fabricate by themselves on my bed
while I sleep and I dream
as I breathe in the sex
reconsider the past and my future regret
o help me, sweet
wish upon an empty star
tell me god oh what you are
who grows these notions in my head
like suicide, theres life in death
glory is the gun,
the temple of the one
manifested in my heart
and clothes and gold that folds
like skulls and bones
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