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Psalm 23
03:55
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Well I spent all damn day in the hot hot sun
With a straight jacket, a rose and an unforgiving tongue
And I dug deep down to the core of this life
To the edge of this condition in the early morning light
And the deepest darkest part of this cold dead mess
Is the beauty all around me I hope I never forget
What it felt like to breathe and the pains of becoming
I would color myself tortured in a veil of suffering
How the terror cloaked all of the white washed lies
All the sympathy and sadness that I blacked out from my eyes
Smoke swallows up the sky in the hot hot sun
Let it wash away my sorrow and the wreck I could become
Well it’s alright now
Someday we will radiate
It’s the road and not the destination that you truly crave
And the pale blue moon
with its secrets stuck inside
Will always have a choice to glow or hide behind the tide
Well it’s alright
And David felt secure oh yeah and man did he get saved
And the lord was his shepherd through the valley of the grave
When he cried out to the clouds begging mercy for his sin
He realized that the Holy Ghost was just a voice inside his head
Every tragedy erased and all the waters calm and still
By the time he praised to glory he still had to pay his bills
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Two Stories
03:14
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Jack was all covered in sand (held the world in his hands)
He’s the singer in your favorite American band
Caught a case of the homesick blues
Another martyr for ego and substance abuse
When the house lights would dim he would soar
To the highest of highs and then crash on the floor
His struggle is obscured in the glow
It’s the nature of habit the ebb and the flow
Woe
Woe
I can’t blame him for feeling out of place
Its hard to stay hopeful when the future is erased
It’s the nature of the psychic bourgeoisie
It’s just another rainy day pouring down on me
Gloria turns tricks in the night
Fetishized by married men cause her skin isn’t white
Grabs the money and gets into the car
It takes its toll but it pays more than tending the bar
Though she’s tired it is never enough
The system that contains her is out for her blood
Dirty cops, white collared criminals lie
Never ending, the struggle it takes to survive
She still tries
Still holds her head up high
She still tries
I can’t blame her for the game that she plays
As long as the world runs on money you do what you need to get paid
Its in the nature of human dignity
It’s another rainy day pouring down on me
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Pipe Bomb
03:30
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I didn’t want to tell you but I told you so
Now we’re arm and arm in this parade
The bank teller is tired of cashing checks all day
Her mother hopes and prays she can be saved
Now we congregate inside a broken dream
Soft and thin our whispers start to fade
Symmetry and static populate my room
I ignore the world to make it through the day
I could’ve been a soldier
I could’ve been brave
I could’ve been an angel
But I ended up awake
I could’ve been a daydream
I could have got paid
I could’ve saved time
Instead I showed up way too late
I could’ve been a pipe bomb
I could’ve been crazed
I could’ve stayed in contact
But I ended up estranged
In the background of
Your wicked world
Your wild thoughts escape
The contracts closed
The truth you know
Is staged
It’s staged
I could’ve been a soldier
I could’ve been brave
I could’ve been an angel
But I ended up awake
I could’ve been a rain cloud
On a summer day
I could’ve been hopeful
But I ended up afraid
I didn’t want to tell you but I told you so
Now I’m wide awake beyond the grave
I didn’t want to tell you but I told you so
Promise me you’ll never go away
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Spent all my life in a haze
Tired of being awake
By the time I grew up
I was weathered and tough
Just wishing the heartache away
But you never leave me
How you complete me
The luck of the lost and estranged
Can’t grow without you
Not that I’d want to
I’ll never forget you this way
Went out of town for a while
Rambling round like a lost lonely Child
before you know
I’ll be back and the snow
Will be gone and I won’t count the miles
Don’t worry about it
I’ll never doubt this
It’s only a week and a day
Can’t live without you
Not that I want to
I’ll never forget you this way
When I am old and grey
And I can’t remember my age
Stuck in my bed
With a song in my head
And only the sound of your name
You never left me
How you accept me
All of of the years we sustained
Can’t live without you
Why would I want to
I will love you through all of your days
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