1. |
I Don't Care
01:56
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i'm going to cut all my hair off
and dye parts of it green
because i don't want to deal with anything
as you can see
i don't care about anything
i don't care about me
and maybe it's not the best thing
but it's who i am to be
i'm going to burn all my skin off
and watch my tendons and ligaments
crumble into dust
if the only thing left is bone
then i will finally be alone
because i don't care about anything
i don't care about me
and maybe it's not the best thing
but it's who i am to be
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2. |
Broken Syllables
02:23
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teach me how to read the broken syllables of these words
because it's not poetry, just prose, based on fragments of your life
but none of it's true, i can barely believe a word you say at all
i can barely believe it's still you anymore
to be completely honest with you
i'm getting pretty tired of
all of this attention you crave
can't give any to anyone else
not even to myself
and i'm sorry it has to end this way
there was no other outcome
teach me how to read the broken syllables of these words
because it's not poetry, just prose, based on fragments of your life
but none of it's true, i can barely believe a word you say at all
i can barely believe it's still you anymore
just keep on reciting all those lines you're writing
because it won't give your life any meaning unless you mean it
and i'm sorry you don't see the beauty in laughing
until you do you won't feel anything
teach me how to read the broken syllables of these words
because it's not poetry, just prose, based on fragments of your life
but none of it's true, i can barely believe a word you say at all
i can barely believe it's still you anymore
and i'm sorry it had to end this way
but there was no other outcome
and i'm sorry you don't think it's worth it
to make things right
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3. |
Abandoned
02:42
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the sky rains down a sheet of grey
and i wonder if i should stay or go
stay or go
painted my fingernails black
so i can scratch the shadows right out of my tracks
but they always come back
yeah they always come back
and these ghosts won't stop talking to me
i feel so lost and i've got no escape
abandoned in the heart of this home
i don't know why i feel so alone
concrete walls are stained with dread
and voices echo inside of my head
inside of my head
broken windows and shards of glass
conjure images of the past
nothing seems to last
yeah nothing ever lasts
and these ghosts won't stop talking to me
i feel so lost and i've got no escape
abandoned in the heart of this home
i don't know why i feel so alone
i'm haunted
get me out of my mind
get me out of my body
these bones weren't meant
to hold a soul
and these ghosts won't stop talking to me
i feel so lost and i've got no escape
abandoned in the heart of this home
i don't know why i feel so alone
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4. |
Stardust
02:47
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i should get a friend
to paint a constellation on my wrist
so that way the universe
can sink into my skin
because i want to hold the stars in my palms
and i want to feel the night fade to dawn
and i want to tell the sun to be calm
when the moon is gone
i think someone should try
to draw a galaxy behind my eyes
so that way my demise
will end in a world coming to life
because i want to hold the stars in my palms
and i want to feel the night fade to dawn
and i want to tell the sun to be calm
when the moon is gone
heavenly bodies
where are you going
headed into the light
take me with you
i want to be a piece
of everything
my words are stardust
i promise
my words are stardust
i promise
i want to hold the stars in my palms
and i want to feel the night fade to dawn
and i want to tell the sun to be calm
when the moon is gone
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5. |
Daffodils
03:00
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yellow daffodils are growing on the side of the highway
purple violets are growing in the cracks of the streets
petals are floating all around the city
rain is falling on me
i'm starting to feel like a fairy
at a six year old's birthday party
they're building houses out of mud and clay
and i have nowhere else to stay
clouds are drifting across the sky
the sun will teach me how to shine
i'll take these wings and learn to fly
i am starting to feel alive
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flower petal mosaic Dover, New Hampshire
someone once told me to not make art
about flowers because they were cliche
this one's for you
(phone recordings of haley searcy's songs from jr yr of high school to sophmore yr of college)
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