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Narcissus Jonquilla
01:53
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did you tell her you loved her as you fucked her
did you hear my voice when she moaned your name
did you kiss her palms and fingertips as you slowly moved inside her
did she look up and hold you tighter when you came
Narcissus fell in love with his own reflection
he stared into it until he died
and in the spot where he passed daffodils grew
did you fall asleep peacefully with her head on your chest
or did you talk for hours about the universe before going to bed
darling, please stop calling .
I don’t recognize you anymore.
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Knobby Knees
03:23
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I asked about the scar on your shoulder
You said, "Life could get stupid sometimes."
And I knew what you meant
& you continued to press your head into mine.
You held me close to your body
so we left the party and I fell more
with each glimpse I caught of your blue eyes
in the streetlight that looked like moonlight.
I don't know you but I know I like you
& I don't know you but I know I'd like to.
We laid close all night in your bedroom
and fell asleep as the sun came up,
But we didn't sleep for more than a few hours
because the birds outside your windows they woke us up.
I'd fall asleep every couple of minutes
surprised when I awoke
to your hands tracing the shape of my bones,
I'd gotten so used to waking up alone.
I don't know know you but I know I like you
& I don't know know you but I know I'd like to.
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guts
02:34
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Somewhere between Exit 1 and Oak Hill Road we found my guts, which up until then I had only caught glimpses of through red eyes in head lights on dark nights from past lives.
Some people make wishes over broken bones and sometimes we need to pull apart so we can actually grow out of our shells away from our hell and into ourselves sometimes scars help.
I miss telling you all about my dreams, but now you're in them it's like you're sleeping with me. Instead of our bed you're just in my head, but it feels real like you're not dead.
Although I was half asleep for your last call I remember our last words I can recite them all and those "I love you's" are enough to emphasize the fact that our love's intact.
Do we die or o we become light? Do we die or do we become the night?
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for granted
01:55
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you said, “how’d you like to be a coroner
and identify dead people all day”
to a complete stranger
and I thought quietly I think I already do that
so I smiled, shrugged, and looked away
awaiting for my coffee to cool.
maybe you were right and
Freud’s findings don’t account for
the twenty-first century boy, oh boy
translucent boy please don’t implode
it’s not so fluorescent once you
get out of your sterile white paneled room
please get out your sterile white paneled room
let me help you out of your sterile white paneled room
I know it's hard to be vulnerable
but I just want you to feel comfortable
Don’t be disheartened take my heart
and plant it in a poorly painted pot
and water it please
not everybody leaves.
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