1. |
In This Room
02:53
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What lights you afire and it is right here in this room?
Because if not the luck you’ve got’s months off from being in bloom
Wire mother monkeys all in bunkers in the sun
With string can connections
Now to try and equalize, adopt virtual tone
To video my friends up in the simulacra zone
It’s empty in a certain sense that might be hard to name
At the same time a much needed helpline to all that we can rely
Logging onto Netflix for an hour’s worth of escape
But what, in time, does my fine mind keep finding in its place:
The thought that “Why are they all in such close physical space?”
Day 24 in my brain
The room, these walls how long to be
The backdrop of it all now that
Everything has moved into the inner world
To open a new day and watch unfurl
Objects in apartments serving sundial support
The longer days linger on ways to slow the shadows short
I hurry them along by troubadouring to the flooring
In reverberation, Day 26 - done, Day 27
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2. |
Unprepared
03:39
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When the world ends
Don’t you want a real man
Beans in a can, and
A fail-safe action plan
Don’t you want a real man,
Who can bandage any wound?
A real man like me
With food?
I’m prepared for anything
Except a life alone.
And I’m not scared of a single scenario
Except a future without you.
I’m the kind of man
Who’s three steps ahead
I’m the kind of man
Who bakes his own sourdough bread
A self-sufficient hero
I’m a real-deal DIY
But I’m still a zero
In your eyes.
I’m not scared of anything
Except a life alone.
And I’m prepared for every scenario
Except a future without you.
If hoodlums come for us
I’ve got the knives.
If floods wipe out all our crops
My underground hydroponic garden will thrive
But if you break my heart
That’s the part I won’t survive
Cause I’m prepared for anything
Except a life alone.
And I’m not scared of a single scenario
Except a future without you.
Except a future without you.
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3. |
Back to Shore
04:08
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Who will leave here by this time tomorrow
What joys will we lose then
And in the weeks and months ahead
There’s high chance of sorrow
Like asteroids off their belt
Come at me tsunami
I can’t see how much it will destroy me
With eyes closed I trust the tide
Wash me away, wash me away, wash me away
I hope and pray I’d find my way back to shore
All of the loved ones I’d love to be physically right next to
In these times to provide peace of mind
Distance, damn distance
And damn this virus taking good out of existence
I love you all, stay safe at home
Who will leave here by this time next time
What loving sparks could go out
And which of these meager square feet
Should I designate a spot to cry in
I hope we all can get back to shore
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4. |
Prompted by Birds
04:26
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I hear the birds call
I hear the wind
I hear the rain fall
On my window
I know they're here for me
And they'll be here when I'm gone
I hear the wind blow
And I know
It will outlast me.
...
I hear the birds call
I watch them go
I hear the waves swell,
Crash, and recede.
The tides are turning now
As day fades into night
One last bird calls
As the sun falls
And I let go of the light.
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5. |
Lesson Learned
03:20
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In the Garden of Eden
Well there was no one around
If its supposed to be nice
A sort of paradise
Why am I feeling so down
All in sleeves of the hoodies
Loose fitting clothes off their hooks
Well shouldn’t it be great
Life’s of the comforts you make of it
But too damn shook
I’ve wanted time alone
Some time to tend to the things the way I do on my own
But not like this, not like this,
Like when your dad made you smoke the whole carton of cigarettes
It’s lesson learned
I have taken my fair share
Of guilty nights off the town
“No you all go ahead, I’ve not been feeling too good
I hope that you have fun, though, yeah”
But in a pile of a hundred
Interchangeable nights
With nothing I wouldn’t give to change my places with him
With friendly faces in bright city lights
I’ve wanted time alone
Some time to be by myself, you know to get in the zone,
But not this way, not this way,
It’s like the one you lie awake at night for that got away
It’s lesson learned
I miss the warm embrace of friends
When leaving for the day
And the details in expressions
You can’t see six feet away
The ten great unknown comforts
That have, with surgical precision, been
Carved out of the contours of the human landscape
Lesson learned
I pace around the apartment
Trying to switch up the rooms
A kitchen hour on news, I have the power to choose
This surrounding from one or two more of those now
Bursting out to the sidewalk
A needed walk down the avenue
Feeling frozen in time, with fellow travelers I’m
Escaping solitude
I wanted time alone
The kind of time that it takes to fade into unknown places
Not in this spot
I have the thing I always wanted till the second I got
It’s lesson learned
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