1. |
Slow
04:21
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The paint's changing colors right before my eyes
We've always been told don't watch the world dry
Dry
It's so clearly just a waste of time
But I don't mind
The grass out back has gotten just a bit tall
Everyday's the day I say I won't go
Stall in the sun
Everyday is getting longer
We could run but I'd really rather crawl
I wanna go
Slow
Slow
Just a little bit
No checklist can keep me long
I'm unproductive
Unfocused
Just not that strong
What's my aim?
Who decided on this pace?
I wanna go
Slow
Slow
Just a little bit
Well, the grass out back has grown into a jungle now
And all my friends keep asking why I don't come around
Did I go out town?
No, I'm just laying down
I think I'll call in sick today
Cause I can't stand all this productivity
What's my aim?
Who decided on this pace?
I wanna go
Slow
Slow
Slow
Just a little bit
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2. |
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I don’t think you need me anymore
I don’t think you’ll call me like before
It’s the same every time
It’s alright. I’m fine
But trippin’ over faults that just aren’t mine
I don’t think ill see you anymore
Grown apart and hard to ignore
The silence feels strange
I’ve got nothing to say
I’ve never needed so much space
I wonder if you think of me too
The way that I've grown to think of you
Not good not bad
Just wondering what happened
Nothing left but blame. What a pity.
But something’s out there making me guilty
Been knocked off my feet
On this two way street
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I wonder if you think of me too
The way that I've grown to think of you
Not good not bad
Just wondering what happened
Resenting all your happiness is turning me
colors that I never thought I could ever be
It’s poisoning me
It’s poisoning me
It’s poisoning me
It’s poisoning me
It’s poisoning me
Maybe we can talk sometime soon
I know we’re busy, but man I miss you
Oh how things change
It’s just such a shame
We let things get this way
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3. |
In My Head Again
04:28
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Will I ever write a song again?
Never sounds as good as in my head
I've tried on all the voices
Will I ever hear myself?
Again
Tell me how to set this ego down
I can change but could you show me how?
To finish what I started
Find some purpose in a calling
Again
They don't wanna hear
They don't wanna hear you talking
They don't wanna hear
They don't wanna hear you talking
Take a pill, a line, a point, a sip
Escape my mind through my lips
I could use a release, a break
Some time away from me
I'm in my head
They don't wanna hear
They don't wanna hear you talking
They don't wanna hear
They don't wanna hear you talking
Could you keep a secret if I asked?
Never mind, the moment's passed
I've got nothing left to say
So I'll sing it out on stage
But it's not the same
But I can't write it anyways
I'm in my head again
I'm in my head again
I'm in my head again
I'm in my head again
I'm in my head again
I'm in my head again
Again, again, again, again
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4. |
Dream
04:02
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Dream
Dream
Dream
Hold tight
Take Flight
Where you can see
All you'll ever need
And there you'll find me
Oh my dreams they come and go
But I hope that they never leave me alone
Oh how strange, I found a way out
Through the clouds
Oh my, my mind, it hurts sometimes
And gets in the way
So I'll fly
Fly away
Dream
Dream
Dream
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