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Automatic Writing
03:17
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I'm a cell in the shell of myself
Through binocular frames surround
The truth in my reality
I find it easier to breathe
When I'm not left alone
Subway tiles on the bathroom wall
I can see everything and I want nothing at all
The ceiling fan that's above my head
Will come crashing down when its strings are loose around my neck
Automatic writing
Can Freud read my thoughts?
What does my subconscious know that I do not?
Automatic writing
Can Freud read my thoughts?
I'm not here, god no, I'm not, I'm not, I'm not
Neon lights in an abandoned mall
You are everything when there's nothing at all
The elevator that I'm riding in
Will come crashing down twenty stories when I should have left
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2. |
Cops
02:01
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I love being able to ride my bike
and spending all my time yearning
for things that will never come
I hope the cops come during our set so we can keep playing
just to spite them
All my expectations will be shattered when I walk into that building
and the floor plan looks nothing like the one I made up in my head
I've got a lot of habits I should probably kick
like picking at the skin on my bottom lip
and speeding when the cops are out on highway 6
I'm bound to get pulled over
There's so many better things I could be doing with my time than wondering which shirt to wear that you might like
Life doesn't have much to offer me and I don't have much to offer it
and every time I look both ways before I cross the street
I hope I missed something
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Shingles
02:49
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The distant sirens are drowned by the rain
and thunder. The eye of the storm
surrounds me as my car shakes
And so do I. Shingles detached from their roofs hang
in the air. The wind carries what is torn
and the distant sirens that are drowned by the rain.
Will I remain calm, breathing, alive and awake
when the water pools at my feet on the floor
and surrounds me as my car shakes?
This is the tornado warning that will drive me insane
as I drive during the darkened day towards
the distant sirens that are drowned by the rain
which surrounds me as my car shakes
When the lightening strikes my car will I stay
grounded or die? Will I take the form
of the distant sirens, drowned by the rain?
If you would just call me I would know you were safe
under your basement stairs. I wish for warmth
to surround me but my body shakes.
Will my headlights hit the pavement or fall right off the earth?
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4. |
Spill Ur Guts
03:17
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I'm spilling my guts to you
I'm letting my blood flow
I'm digging my grave
into places I don't know
I'm a weak link
and a lost cause
It's a long shot
and I'm long gone
Spill your guts
I'm growing my hair again
It's sneaking up on me
I don't really mean to be
It's just happening
I'm scared of every person here
So I'm drowning alone
I'm waiting for anything
but I'm not ready to go
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5. |
Rolling Off The Edge
03:48
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I'm too tired to tell the difference between your floor and my bed
Either way I am rolling off the edge
I'm too tired to hear you talking still to me
It's 2 am you're in my head and I'm still at your knees
Water weighing me down
No one will ever know me again as I am now
There is sweat building on my palms
The ocean in my veins is spilling
I'm sinking
I'm too tired to tell the difference between your floor and my bed
Either way I am rolling off the edge
I'm too tired to hear you talking still to me
It's 3 am you're in my head and I'm still at your knees
There are knives poking through my spine
Voices in my head are screaming, "This is real"
There is blood rushing from my head
The consciousness I feel is leaving
I'm sinking
I'm too tired to tell the difference between your floor and my bed
Either way I am rolling off the edge
I'm too tired to hear you talking still to me
It's 4 am you're in my head and I'm still at your knees
I'm too stoned to tell the difference between your tongue and my neck
Either way I am rolling off the edge
I'm too tired to hear you talking still to me
It's 5 am you're in my head and I'm still at your
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6. |
Echo Chamber
03:17
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When the film ended I got up and left
You rewinded the tape and started over again
The grey TV static between us is getting loud
Fast forward until I'm forgotten about
So caught up in your head
Thinking everything you feel is reaching everyone
But it's echoing back instead
In the echo chamber your thoughts become a numb static buzz
When the song ended I got out and left
You changed the station to start over again
The radio static between us is getting loud
I'm an AM signal from a distant town
Stop waiting for me to come back
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7. |
Conspiracy Theories
04:52
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It was all too familiar when you parked your car on the side of my street
The night before I left town for at least a week
You stood outside as you looked in through my second-story window
The light was on as I changed my clothes
It wasn't weird though
We stayed out late and you told me what your biggest fear is
We stayed out late and we talked about conspiracy theories
In a minute we were in the next town over sitting at a red light
And you played your music loud, we were the only ones around
You paid for me in the drive-thru as if you had the money
You said, "Am I the person that I think I am?
Or I hope to be?"
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8. |
Jeff
03:08
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Yesterday's illusions fill his mind
He thinks about the past to pass the time
Wandering nowhere, only wishing to be
By the sea
Clouds, they disappear into the wind
Like all things, they must begin and end
Images reflected by the ocean's clouds
Hear the blind man as he shouts aloud
Try to understand, take him by the hand
Let him go
While visiting the sea, he's searching for the love he's without
Learning through his life that love hurts
He realizes that it's not what it really appears
To be worth
The blind man looks to see what he can view
Visions of tomorrow, thoughts of love, dreams of you
It doesn't matter if he can ever hope to see with his eyes
He lives today but tonight he dies
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A grand perspective unseen
For you to understand
I'm no good with words or themes
I shake that first hand
A patchwork of little lines
And boxes cut the earth
Visible as the crow flies
Away from how things are
Can you find someone who can find someone else in you
A place in your mind
or something new
Can you find a new kind of feeling than you know
Leaving those dark places
behind to start to grow
Like a sea above the clouds
Fog obscures the end
Rolling hills shake through you
to help you find your head
A patchwork of little lines
And boxes cut the earth
Visible as the crow flies
Away from how things are
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What about those pictures we took
At the photobooth at the mall?
Did you take a lighter to them
Or are they still pinned to your wall?
I hope that when you take them down
It takes the paint off with them too
So if you ever want to move from your apartment
You'll have to repaint your entire room
Then every time you see that shade
You'll be forced to think of me and how
Maybe you'd be better off right now
If you would have just let things be
Let it be
Here is the lonely hum in my brain where your name used to be
My heart is the only place in my body that you'll never see
Well you can key my car if you want to
I know you want to
And you can slash my tires, you want to
I know you want to
What about those talks we had
Late at night through our cell phones?
Do you still listen to my voicemails
Or were you never that alone?
If we would have met at a different time
If the clocks were faster or a few hours behind
We wouldn't be here clutching our chests
With blood between every breath
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The Way Out Omaha, Nebraska
levi, mari, reed, and nick
loud indie band out of ashland, ne
booking/love letters: wayoutthe@gmail.com
pic by Intrepid Visuals
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