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Wash
02:50
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I'll write a note with a pen on blank paper
I'll leave it close so you can find it first
It will tell you all my reasoning
It will let you know I'm gone
I'll write my best poem for you
Alone in the dark
The feeling of peace
The feeling of relief
Perhaps then you would realize it was my entire fault
I'll sit alone with no one by my side
The thought that vaguely crosses my mind
Will someone miss me when I'm gone
On a dark winter day
The last letter that I write
Can you take away my pain
Can you wash it all away
I'm sorry that you have to make the plans
I really wish I could've buried myself
Don't leave flowers for me
I don't think a time will come
When I feel like someone
When I can feel anything
I'm sorry that you have to make the plans
I really wish I could've buried myself
Just make sure my favorite songs are played
I really wish I could've buried myself
I'm sorry I learned to hide so well
Locked in a place I've grown to hate
And when you wake
I hope you don't remember me
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2. |
Daydream
02:56
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Farewell for now, my dearest friend
It's going to be a dark November once again
You left me, here alone
And now you're never coming home
Something was comfortable
Until the airwaves told me
You're the one I could do without
I wish I never learned how it feels
That nothing will ever be the same
When my daydream fades to doubt
I didn't know her voice would fade so fast
Losing you was my greatest fear
And now it haunts me in picture frames
I wish I had a place that I could roam
To tell you all of my mistakes
Instead I'll drift along
And try to count the moments I can feel
A story for the lost
A simple little sound
The wind is still too strong
I know I can't go on
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3. |
Slow Drag
01:42
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Growing tired
Of this act I play
I'm getting worse
What could I give to stay in the past
Minutes turn to hours
All these days became a year
I've lost the love I had to give
Isolation, desolation
Becoming a silhouette
More than the blues
I'm stuck in the darkest, the darkest night
Songs became whisper
Miles of nothing
The wind stole my voice
This ghost town, became my home
All my faults
Fill my mind
I can't be free
I've lost it all; everything
Including me
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