1. |
Mother
03:13
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I don’t wanna make a big scene
I just need a moment lying on this street
If your lungs stop you die
If you lose love that’s life
What a blue sky
All my friends they miss you a lot
I know your father probably hates my guts
When a lover cuts ties
Other people get caught in the crossfire
And yesterday I told my
Mother
You’ll learn to love again I know she was the daughter
You never had and I know sometimes you might miss her
But I know the years can heal and if there is another
Maybe you’ll love them in the same way you loved her
Tuesday with your wet hair in curls
Wearing pyjamas in the outside world
Couldn’t look in your eyes
Then you got in your car and started to drive
And yesterday I told my
Mother
You’ll learn to love again I know she was the daughter
You never had and I know sometimes you might miss her
But I know the years can heal and if there is another
Maybe you’ll love them in the same way you loved her
And tomorrow I’ll say
Mother
You’ll learn to love again I know you wanna write her
You never thought you’d grow a blood bond to another
you didn’t birth but that’s the joy of human nature
Some people stumble into your heart for all time
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2. |
Irony Would Have It
03:28
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Got a life ahead
Gotta chime on through
Got a life ahead
And I hope it’s with you
I know it ain’t so simple
But I’d do anything that I could
To make you happy again
Don’t know much but I do
Know this, I need to make it easy again
Seems like only last year
You were teaching
Life can fill you with fear
But it ain’t just suffering
And now irony would have it
That I teach it back to you
When the tv laughs
I look at you
That’s our thing
You’re a passionate man
And I’ll always look up to you
It’s not so plain and simple
But I’d do anything that I could
To make you happy again
Don’t know much but I do
Know this, I need to make it easy again
Seems like only last year
You were teaching me
Life can fill you with fear
But it ain’t just suffering
And now irony would have it
There’s a different dynamic
Looks like irony would have it
That I teach it back to you
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3. |
Florence
03:38
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I saw Florence sing tonight
Her earrings hanging in the light
Days before that old July
I saw a silence in her eyes
And I know heaven’s here tonight
I know heaven’s here tonight, I know
She graced the stage with sweet arrest
And paused to smoke her cigarettes
Sang of love and she sang of friends
She sang of how the winter ends
And I know heaven’s here tonight
I know heaven’s here tonight, I know
She looks at you straight in the eye
And with a warm and wise goodbye
Said oh you’d have to be a man to know
I’ve seen them laugh and I've seen them cry
But I still can't figure out this life
Oh I’d have to be a man to know
Her voice it pulls and runs tonight
Reminds of a love once mine
Those dumb and sweet untampered nights
Drinking all your parents wine
And I would take off all her clothes
I would take off all her clothes again
Florence sings I escape a while
From feeling lost and broken wide
Funny how you think you find
The answers no one ever finds
Guess I am just a fickle child
I’m just a fickle child still
She looks at you straight in the eye
And with a warm and wise goodbye
Said oh you’d have to be a man to know
I’ve seen them bleed and I've seen them smile
But I still can't figure out this life
Oh I’d have to be a man to know
Oh she looks at you straight in the eye
And with a warm and wise goodbye
Says oh you'd have to be a man to know
Dream all you want of a simpler time
But I still can’t figure out this life
And oh you’d have to be a man to know
I saw Florence sing tonight
Her earrings hanging in the light
Days before that old July
I saw a silence in her eyes
And I know heaven’s here tonight
I know heaven’s here tonight, I know
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4. |
Mortician
03:04
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Your life makes mine look like a real farce
I don’t blame you for despising my job
You said that men like me can’t make their mind up
I think you’re wrong but I can’t decide
And when we went swimming
They made us sign a form
In case we died
When I look back I won’t wallow
I’ve done that shit before and it don’t sit right
You always had the knack to laugh in sorrow
And even a mortician sees the funny side
So do I
You have it in for all Americans
You don’t like when I use their words for things
But that’s the joy of being half-Canadian
You get the worst of both worlds it’s the best
And I when had the jab
You interlocked our hands
In case I passed out
When I look back I won’t wallow
I’ll do my best to not romanticise
And every bird above is not a sparrow
And even a mortician sees the funny side
So do I
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5. |
Museum
03:35
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There’s the school that you joined at 5
The hospital where you came to life
Cemetery park where your friend’s friend died
The metal bench by the riverside
Where you were touched for the very first time
She felt your stomach you reclined
There’s the station where you made your mind up
You were gonna move away
But you’ll never escape
Yes, you might change
But the people you were stay the same
Artifacts of the future
T-shirts worn by your first love
And the ghosts of your past walk around and say hi
In the museum of your
Life’s a bitch and a wonder
Take a look in the mirror
All the ghosts of your past touch your shoulder sometimes
In the museum of your life
Tribute bands at the social club
Muscle guys all they want is to pull
Recipes on the kitchen counter
Written by the ones now stuck
6 feet under
And time to time to time
They visit me on the bus
Artefacts of the future
T-shirts worn by your first love
And the ghosts of your past walk around and say hi
In the museum of your
Life’s a bitch and a wonder
Take a look in the mirror
All the ghosts of your past touch your shoulder and smile
In the museum of your life
Yes you might change but the people you were
Won’t ever change, they're the people you were
Once upon a day yeah the people you were
Pop the champagne for the people you were
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6. |
Widows
03:48
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Armageddon has resumed
Rip your clothes off in my room
Like there’s no fucking tomorrow
I put myself inside of you
And use my hands when you tell me to
Like there’s no fucking tomorrow
Can't keep up with the money going round
Lining pockets of the killers and the crown
I know they knocked Diana
My Ford Focus gonna need a little power
If I write a big song I’ll fly around
I’m not an angel either
And pull your blinds up
Watch the sky fall
Catch the birds funeral song
And your neighbour waves through the window and smiles
We’re all trying
To brave the times
Like widows of a world gone by
Melt away Antarctica
While we lay back on the floor
Posing with your childhood medals
We all care about the ones we choose
And guess what with me that’s you
I’d be hung and drawn and quartered for you
Can't keep up when your money’s worth less
Print a trillion and it’s anyone’s guess
Where all the extra ends up
My love you know I think you look best
Any fucking way you wanna fucking dress
We’re born on earth and then what
Just pull your blinds up
Watch the sky fall
Catch the birds funeral song
And your neighbour waves through the window and smiles
We’re all trying
To brave the times
Just widows of a world gone by
Pull your blinds up
Watch the dark fall
Catch the bird’s early song
And your neighbour walks to the office on time
We’re all trying trying to brave the times
All widows in the morning light
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7. |
Coward (feat. Biig Piig)
02:31
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Blindside, you look over
My life, your controller
I hide, great pretender
Why try, never tell her
Anyway you look at it it’s true
I’m a coward when it comes to you
I was hoping you could see it too
I’m a coward when it comes to you
It’s the silent way that you call my name
When your eyes meet mine I know I probably make a face
Do you notice when I notice?
I’m no good at keeping my composure
Anyway you look at it it’s true
I’m a coward when it comes to you
I was hoping you could see it too
I’m a coward when it comes to you
Anyway you look at it it’s true
Such a coward when I’m next to you
I was hoping you could see it too
I’m a coward when it comes to you
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8. |
Driving Just to Drive
03:32
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Walking back without a song
I hear the cars, I smell the exhaust
Playing in the park when I was four
I can't remember anymore
When it rains it doesn’t pour
It just trickles dawn to dawn
A big bad shadow on the trees
The smell of cattle in the breeze
And maybe I’ll go driving just to drive
Maybe I’ll go riding just to ride
Maybe it meant nothing
When I threw another coin in the fountain at the mall
Piece by piece, door to door
Everything I learn, I forget four
I used to drop the windows down
In case you ever returned home
And maybe I went driving just to drive
Maybe I went fighting just to fight
Maybe it meant nothing
When I threw another coin in the fountain at the mall
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9. |
Hello Black Dog
03:14
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I walk under weathered skies
I smile at the other smiles
I hear someone outside
I guess it’s time
I stand in the kitchen light
Wash pans and enjoy my life
Someone calls my mobile
I guess it’s time
Hello black dog
It’s been a while
I know that face
I know those eyes
I changed my address
And blocked you online
But you’ve found me in the dark
And kept me from the light
I run in the morning light
I spend all day replying
I wake in the heart of night
And hear it’s sigh
Hello black dog
It’s been a while
I know that face
I know those eyes
I changed my address
And blocked you online
But you’ve found me in the dark
And kept me from the light and
Hello black dog
I’ve been expecting your kind
Go check the fridge for something you like
And stay for the night
You can sleep by my side
Then it’s goodbye black dog, til next time
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10. |
Suspend your Disbelief
03:25
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Maybe I’m just bones
In hell-bound motion
Enema infestation,
Waiting for a vision
Sometimes
I wish you’d throw a leash round my neck and dig me in
To the middle of the garden
Sometimes I swish around the green mouthwash
And try to think
Of a good enough reason
One two three
One two three forget
the shrinking coral reef and
The sad fact that incels breed
Lay back beside your perfect dreams
Yeah life’s better when you
Suspend your disbelief
In the whole of my chest
I feel something
And I pulled all my muscles
When I was exercising
And a boat fills up the things I need
And travels half the world
Cause I like Italian
When I close the light before I leave I obsess when I’m at work
That maybe I left them all on
My number starts with four forget
the shrinking coral reef and
The sad fact that incels breed
Lay back beside your perfect dreams
Yeah life’s better when you
Suspend your disbelief
Relax on your pillow and imagine something different
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11. |
But leaving is
03:12
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We break apart and join the rain
Politics, the bus, the pain
Walk the same old planet, but our world’s new
The falling part was fun and games
Then it turned to tooth and nails
A song I hear when I was young don’t ring true
And I’m not the first to know
Love isn’t a choice
Isn’t a way you decide
It deafens and blinds and
Pulls you into the void
And it ain’t enough by design
I learnt this with time, that
Love isn’t a choice, but leaving is
Wake alone in empty baths
Anything to pass the past
Run around this park 6 times and miss you
Swear I’m fine yet I replay
All the laughs that wedding day
Got more compliments than the bride and groom
And I’m just the last to know
Love isn’t a choice
Isn’t a way you decide
It deafens and blinds and
Pulls you into the void and
It ain’t enough by design
I learnt this with time, that
Love isn’t a choice
Oh love isn’t a choice
But leaving is
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