1. |
Misanthropolis
05:57
|
|||
|
This is the hour we´ve been waiting for.
Come place your bets on who will score.
This is no fiction, this is fact.
We rearrange the pieces gone abstract.
The beauty lies in all we´ve build.
And restoration for all the guilt.
We admire the art of make believe,
Ignore those bloodstains upon our sleeves.
All those things, our own fault, witness now the end result.
All aboard, all in good time, let´s get the distant future lined.
All I hear, all is calm, the quiet hour before the storm.
All those things, our own fault, witness now the end result.
Our doorstep´s clean, this is the precept.
Eradicate things we don’t accept.
Planting grief and let it strife,
put believes over human lives.
All those things, our own fault, witness now the end result.
All aboard, all in good time, let´s get the distant future lined.
All I hear, all is calm, the quiet hour before the storm.
All those things, our own fault, witness now the end result.
This is the hour we´ve been waiting for…
|
||||
2. |
Apart
03:05
|
|||
|
Gathered here to watch it fall and fade.
Say you´ll stay until it disappears.
Come sit beside this table.
There is something you should see.
It took us a long way to get here,
through the borders and static lies.
The statues in this temple,
we raised and watched them fall.
So, here´s to what we´ve become.
The echo of our calling past.
Let´s drench the blood from what we´ve done
and face the ending we deserve.
So, this is the future.
It´s not exactly what we thought.
After everything that was promised
or at least an option or a way,
those streets are just the veins of
the cities where we´re enshrined.
So, here´s to what we´ve become.
The echo of our calling past.
Let´s drench the blood from what we´ve done
and face the ending we deserve.
All the beauty we´ve created…
All the cruelty we´ve created…
All the beauty we´ve created…
All the cruelty we´ve created…
So, here´s to what we´ve become.
The echo of our calling past.
|
||||
3. |
Divine
03:38
|
|||
|
Fireflies at your lips.
You´re smoking the day away.
There is something in your kiss…
…something we all miss.
Everything’s coming together and nothing is getting done.
Let´s drench it all up from here. Watch it resting or disappear.
The clock is striking midnight
and I´ve been waiting here for too long.
Always writing those same old songs.
Again and Again and once more.
I´m showing all of these years the door.
‘but here is no time, it´s so divine.
Every saint has a past
and every sinner has a future.
So make a wish now dear.
Come wish for it to disappear.
Everything’s been torn asunder and nothing stays the same.
The clock is striking midnight
and I´ve been waiting here for too long.
Always writing those same old songs.
Again and Again and once more.
I´m showing all of these years the door,
but here is no time, it´s so divine.
|
||||
4. |
Insight
02:58
|
|||
|
Have you ever wondered where all this grief comes from?
I have a feeling we are all to blame.
This is driving me crazy, our fault the fracture in this.
Our collective memory seems to vanish slowly.
So let´s make promises that we won’t keep or admit that
the saints are feeble minded unlike the excluded here.
I haven’t slept in days, but I can compensate the untruthfulness.
History has taught us. Some didn’t seem to get it.
There is just one way here, looks like it’s downhill.
If you want a happy ending, that depends, of course,
on where you stop your story. Let’s get it over with.
So let´s make promises that we won’t keep or admit that
the saints are feeble minded unlike the excluded here.
I haven’t slept in days, but I can compensate the untruthfulness.
So, if this ship is sinking with all red lights blinking
I have a feeling we are all guilty.
|
||||
5. |
Relapse
03:20
|
|||
|
I can´t express this feeling clear.
Come watch the world fade and disappear.
These fundamental things we´ve learned,
at least we thought before tables turned.
We lost the path and let things go.
The end result we´ll never know.
Let´s be honest,
this is everything.
Let´s be honest with this,
this is everything.
This is everything that we still feel.
Take a deep breath and exhale.
We´ve written the ending, destined to fail.
With tiered minds and trembling hands
the here and now makes it´s demands.
You keep running, but you´ll never cut the chase.
Life´s a bad place, life´s a sad place.
Let´s be honest,
this is everything.
Let´s be honest with this,
this is everything.
This is everything that we still feel.
|
||||
6. |
Intermission
02:23
|
|||
7. |
Recover
04:06
|
|||
|
White walls are closing in.
I can´t speak, it´s diminishing.
From this bed I´ve been waiting for what seems like eternity,
but it´s just something too fragile.
And even though my head is clouded most of the time,
we´re all searching for the good life.
And it´s just a matter of what we want or where we want to be.
These wounds will never heal.
Rooted deep in what we feel.
There´s no arguing and no time to waste on this.
Silver linings are a bliss.
And even though my head is clouded most of the time,
we´re all searching for the good life.
And it´s just a matter of what we want or where we want to be.
|
||||
8. |
Hope
02:40
|
|||
|
The room started filling up with light
and all the colors came floating in the night.
The empty days seemed far away
and a new feeling interrupted the delay.
Save it now!
There are so many hours when it´s not around.
Break that frame!
You have got one live and it will never be the same again.
Thought I was nowhere-bound,
´cause I like to get lost when misery´s around.
The darkness came in my sleep,
took all the quietness while I was sinking deep.
Give it up!
It may take some time and so much luck.
Everything…
…will turn out right, the world was built on that.
Light started filling up the room
And all those dreary thoughts will be gone soon.
|
||||
9. |
Closure
03:49
|
|||
|
Wait for things to shine.
Balance along those lines.
Hope for it to disappear.
Good riddance to all those years.
So, come down before it´s too late.
Break the tide and waves.
Somehow I was found.
I am safe and sound.
Something says farewell and I think it was time,
´cause it’s cold and dark and grey.
And somewhere along these lines we said our goodbyes.
Take one minute at a time.
Come sit and have another glass of wine.
For what it´s worth, it was worth the while.
No more lingering or faked smiles.
So, come down before it´s too late.
Break the tide and waves.
Somehow I was found.
I am safe and sound.
Something says farewell and I think it was time,
´cause it’s cold and dark and grey.
It´s dark, but it will go away.
And somewhere along these lines we said our goodbyes.
|
||||
10. |
Oblivion
03:55
|
|||
|
I guess now´s the time to burn all the evidence
and scatter the ashes in the sea.
The sidewalks are still wet from the rain,
while my feet are dragging me through the streets again.
The smell of summers decay is coming
and sometimes decisions are worth the wait.
This is the place where it all began.
And this is the place where it falls in line.
The air is so clear, I can taste it.
Even if this world´s gone sour,
you only get so much time in this mortal coil.
The fury of aspiration,
a short introduction between the cemetery gates.
I came to terms on that morning,
accepted some things that couldn't be changed.
This is the place where it all began.
And this is the place where it falls in line.
The air is so clear, I can taste it.
This is the place where it all began.
And this is the place where it falls in line.
The air is so clear, I can taste it.
And so we stand there, our arms across our chests.
Contemplating our existence.
The hateful sensation of loneliness,
but time erases both the best and the worst of us.
The leaders, the losers, the well-heeled or defeated.
After everything we've created,
from wonders to violence and into oblivion.
|
||||
If you like Marc McSweeney, you may also like:
Learning To Swim On Empty
by Wu-Lu
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 30, 2024
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 30, 2024
go to album
no place that feels like
by Ellis
Another devastatingly beautiful batch of indie rock confessionals from Ontario singer, producer, and multi-instrumentalist Linnea Siggelkow.
go to album
The experimental rock band's new record is as melodic and inventive as ever, but now with an even more honed sense of play.
go to album
Ross J. Farrar of Ceremony creates dubby outside punk evoking the minimalism of Young Marble Giants on his second solo record.
go to album
Have Some Shame
by don't get lemon
Gutsy New Romantic synthpop from Austin, Texas with hooks and heartache galore.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 23, 2024
go to album
