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God of the Moon
03:10
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pray to the god of the moon
to the god of the stars
when you're up in your room and
you're laying out charts
yeah you got big plans in
yellow light and
flecked pink paint
is this what it's like to get left behind?
some sad sack friend of mine
denied me the ache of the long drawn out goodbye
when you were a child, yeah, you had such energy
when i was a child
i thought you were my enemy
pray to the god of the moon
and the stars
cause you're comin' round soon so
don't forget where you are
comic book stores,
strip clubs and arcades
i heard you laugh from up in the airplane
your head in the sand
deeper
minute by minute
you can't see your flaws
it's hard when you're in them
so what do you do about that?
i guess you pray
to the one that you love
to the thing you've become
to the hissing of lawns and
the gnarled oak trees
to a tide of graves
but which one's yours?
they never told me
this is what it's like to get left behind
some dear old friend of mine
told me you died while
we both worked overtime
when you were alive
your life lengthed infinite
now i am a well with
nothing left in it
pray to the god of the moon
and the stars
cause you're comin' round soon so
don't forget where you are
so pray to the god of the moon
and the stars
cause i'll be with you
wherever you are
wherever you go i'll follow just
dive into my heart and see that it's hollow
cause the pain will never change, yeah
it only changes shape
and the grief becomes the weight
that keeps you in bed all day
so what do you do about that?
i guess you pray
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Better
03:29
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your arm was a record that you loved to play
and i dreamt you let the needle drop again
in the vein of compensating for a loss, you said
'you should never have to see me that fucked up, okay?'
I'm glad I'm not at your funeral
like i thought i'd be a few years ago
it's funny how things can change
the fragments of your brother's spine
that decorate the walk
the emptiness of christmas time
where we grew up
the doors are locked and the blinds are drawn
but you're still there, you could never get enough
I'm glad I'm not at your funeral
like i thought i'd be a few years ago
it's funny how things can change
and stay the same
you take your medicine on time, and
you cry when you need to cry and that's alright
i know that its hard to believe it
but thats what keeps my broke heart beating
deep inside
there's something light-craving in me
and that's why
i'm always trying to be
better.
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