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one year later
03:12
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more generous with my words less sure of what to say less infamous at parties for my alcohol intake less people to call friends but I feel more content
life just doesn't cut me at the knees
my clothes dry on a line cooking takes less time my apartment stays quite tidy and I spend more time outside and when my friends bring me some news of the life I chose to lose
life just doesn't cut me at the knees
more accepting of myself though I know I've done worse things found these blemishes on my body but these days I feel more clean more scared to go back home than forge a life here on my own
burned the wounds to seal them faster
life just doesn't cut me at the knees
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our favorite things
03:26
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how our favorite things fell apart: as soon as you clung to me, they fell apart. our favorite bands broke up, our favorite bars closed down, our moment slipped upstream and fell apart
i had no mind to think these petty things could make this whole thing sink, but...the ground on which we build our trust, and our hopes, and our dreams can shift so easily and fall apart
so you take the best of our friends and I'll take the worst of our flaws, go sort out your perspective and I'll write some bitter songs, and they'll go...
love burns only as bright as the sincerity caged in our chests, we didn't have much then, girl, and these days, we've got even less
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realizing this was right
03:06
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have we no teeth
04:26
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separately and secretly we'll make our way different nights, the same therapist's couch we'll be validated we'll have our egos sated on the basis of differing accounts of the same petty story of betrayal of hard work not getting us our way of trust that's been broken, of promises spoken and when they fall apart, of doling out the blame
have we no shame?
persisted through college on the promises of a generation that left the world for broke now they say "this ain't no place, kid, for anyone creative" and shirk our ambitions like a badly timed joke so we worked out our twenties pushing paper and tracing our reflections in dimly lit screens when they throw us a bone, we take the thing home and with our fingertips, we pick the sucker clean
have we no teeth?
i've been working out some answers here between cross-continental flights but on the weekends we get wasted the drinks blur and then erase them they slip between the cracks of black-spotted nights so I'm trying now to seek out a new peace warm as the sunlight that nourishes the trees sweet as the summer air pregnant with rain scent light as the rustle in the leaves
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eastward expansion
02:01
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eleven seventeen Austin, Texas
atx by way of boulder by way of busan by way of atx
photo credit: indy randhawa
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