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Arrived At Sunrise
04:01
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If everyone left where would I go?
If the moon crushed the networks would I still watch their shows?
If I found a hole could I fit all my friends?
If a rock rocketed down would it rock?
Up in the air, a rise engages light.
Watching now
The moon bow.
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2. |
Stick To Air
05:07
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Halt, you’re at no fault, my friend
To think if the rest of us left, it would be the end.
But please just take some time and take a break
From all those worries you entertain.
If I always say what worries my way
The wounds just propagate.
Ever since you left my shell’s grown thick in debt to the weight.
Hello sun through the lids on our eyes
Let’s take what we’ve got left and rise.
And if your heavy thoughts
Don’t stop
Stick to air
Long enough
And if the day is new
Get up
Stick to air
Long enough
Don’t waste away
Live every day
That’s what I used to say when I flew up above.
Now I think we’re lighter and ready to float back up.
I breathe in slowly
And hear our song growing
The shell has propped agate.
Done wasting my time asking questions that
Frame the world hurtfully and hopelessly absent of love.
If with your heavy thoughts
You’re lost
Stick to air
Long enough
And now the day is new
Get up
Stick to air
Lighten up
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3. |
Conrad's Song
07:46
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This is my shell
I’ve been here so long in hell
Kept me down for so long
Is a turtle without a shell so wrong?
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4. |
Views...
03:57
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And the light swarmed itself above my head.
In the morning, presumptuously I’d said today I’d mourn the dead.
The sky’s every change was as close as a mood swing would go.
Now I know of all the hope trapped on your bones, before I let go.
And the light that swarmed itself to aid the fight was not for mourning,
Not self-defeating;
It was life.
And really, it’s worth losing
When the only thing you’re living for is not to lose it.
Who comes and goes, or leaves and sometimes comes back,
Makes me a little too wild, then a little under-styled to deal without them.
And really, it’s worth losing
When the only thing you’re living for---that you hold deep to your inner core
When the only thing you’re living for is not to lose it.
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I got it.
I shouldn’t need more but I want it.
I could not have bought it.
I worked for something pure…
Is this not it?
Maybe if I started to slam into walls,
This machine – monotone beeps – would give me a buzz for once.
It gets old – the music gets old
The simple fact of perfection never told.
Try her out.
Re-creation is still beautiful,
So why not live and push a little?
Maybe if I start to shake my head about,
This machine will crack open and the boredom will spill out.
They promised I’d never need another high.
Isn’t love and a self made point all we can ask from life?
The clouds calling out my name:
Push yourself.
Calling underfoot they say:
Push yourself.
So when heaven came it just let me down.
Other highs won’t let me down.
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6. |
Bad Medicatin
04:35
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I could use some medicine.
My hands are out of hand.
My mind is on my mind.
I’ve been told always to try to find my coat,
But then it got cold
And my feet got cold.
But then it got cold
And my feet got cold.
I could use some medicine.
I’m sick and I know why.
Thought I could change some hearts,
So I went out and I tried to rearrange some hearts,
But nothing changed.
I need to escape from the cold,
But my friends can’t let me bury my soul.
Who wants to die alone?
It’s so cold.
I need it: to escape.
But the cold’s been calling since I drowned the ache… three times today.
And I can’t take it,
I can’t stay.
I could use some medicine.
This cold is slowly boring me to death.
Some of my friends are already dead.
Guess that means I’m next.
I have always tried to find my coat,
But my feet are cold.
I need to escape from the cold.
I won’t stay if you want me to go.
I need it: to escape.
But the cold’s been calling since the sun fell away.
It’s so cold.
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7. |
Alone At Sundown
01:06
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8. |
Dusk On Boards
06:32
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Trouble from the house that’s transforming the truth.
Realize this came about as the fluorescents bloom.
Hear karma’s silence arresting my attention.
Don’t go.
I’d ask if there’s a draft by the stove,
But the only response would be my chattering teeth.
Hear karma’s silence arresting my attention.
Don’t go.
Hear karma’s silence (alone with the boards on the floor)
Arresting my attention.
Please don’t go.
The walls do mind
And they’re conscious of me
In an inside voice they speak:
Don’t be your own enemy, don’t be your own thief
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9. |
Theaf
07:55
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Before the signal cut out and you moved on about,
I recall the laughter grew in number.
Although the clouds had been swept, I fell through with a step.
In my fall you took what was left.
Held myself down in the second, against all I expected,
Heard one voice and then another.
Punch-drunk and on the third call, that’s when you threatened it all.
All I ever took was a bluff.
It’s just curious to see
How far I’d go with this self-reproach.
Anyone could misread how you talked to me.
Acting on something, like I’m fucking something for considering with weight when you took to confront me.
It’s just curious to see
How far you’d go with a fucking joke.
One mistake and you took everything.
I just acted from taking you at face, now you’ve taken it too far and someone’s taken my place.
Everything dark under cloudless black.
I’m strung out for caring back.
All was cold in how the news was broke,
Not even face to face (I’d have given that much).
You got the last cracked laugh
Before the signal cut out, and you moved on about
Like you never left anything.
It’s just curious to see
How far I’d go with this self-reproach
Anyone could misread how you talked to me
Who stole the day from me?
It’s just curious to see
How far you’d go with a fucking joke
One mistake and you took everything
Who stole the day from me?
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All the little dreams I’d have before I’d go to sleep,
They didn’t matter if I don’t have you.
It doesn’t matter if I don’t have you.
It makes me wonder why I tried.
Although there’s a way ahead,
Compare, forget I’ve settled for less.
All the enemies I made up in light of grief,
They didn’t take a thing.
They didn’t matter if I don’t have you.
It doesn’t matter if I don’t have you.
It makes me wonder why I tried.
All the little hopes and dreams
I’d have before I’d go to sleep…
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11. |
Warm Nights
04:07
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Hazy nights, how I long to feel your warmth again.
This cold intelligence is a winter that will never end.
Bluntly, confine the world.
Keep back the cold.
Light up? …an old drink? …with me please?
Anything refreshing… (For the winters that will never end)
Drunkenly, forget the world.
Keep back the cold.
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12. |
The Moon Bows
07:54
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Everyone left.
Where do I go?
If the moon shoots out my network, will my soul flee fast or slow?
Pressed on by a weight, like a kiss from the sky.
Now the moon bows.
Press those lips firmly now, slowly now
The moon bows.
I found the hole where I kept all my friends.
When my luck rocketed down I filled it up with rocks.
I thought I’d have a say after waiting for so long.
I’m afraid now it’s too late, I’m not coming home.
Press those lips firmly now, slowly now
The moon bows.
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