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let's be kids
02:38
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wishing to be - just to be a kid
growing up's a bore
and growing old is worse
summers beneath the trees
oh, to be a kid
when living for the moment's fine
let's all go back in time and be kids
oh, to be a kid
maybe I'm cursed
was I ever a kid?
a troubled one, for what it's worth
my youth seemed to float away
with the summer breeze
oh, to be a kid
did I sing my summer songs?
let's go back and sing along
and be kids
oh, to be a kid
let's be kids
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2. |
I pine for her
02:35
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I pine for her
I pine for her all alone
lean up against the wall
eyes cast down
it hurts to pine for her
pine anyway
I pine for her all alone
visions I keep stored away
in a case like some antique
I pine for her
I don't speak her name
I pine for her silently
visions I keep
all maintained in a case in a long lost dream
now I pine for her
I pine for her
I pine for her
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courtney
02:12
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I stand on my knees
I wake up confused
stay out of my dreams, I tell you
courtney
can't tell what it means
wake up and I feel I want to tell you
get out of my dreams - and I tell you
courtney
shiver my bones
I don't know where my home is
why are you a dream?
I tell you
courtney
I wrestle with hope now
like some kind of dope now
stay out my dreams
that's what I tell you
courtney
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4. |
trash castle #1
01:57
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I found an old song from the room
an old dim castle on a hill
say my grace
shoot the trash up
take my will
all my yesterdays are gone
all my yesterdays were wrong
this life is not funny
I'm eating trash and I can't feel my face
I'm out of money
come shoot me up, shoot it right in
this life is not funny
my castle is trash and I can't feel a thing
my milk and honey
come shoot it up, yeah shoot it right in
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5. |
judy
03:06
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when we were just teenage dreamers
we crossed over a plane, just went so insane
we weren't meant to exit then
I kissed you in an old chestnut tree
we tumbled down the hill behind st. mary's church
we were only but seventeen
judy
oh, judy
skippin' school and trippin' out like hippie fools
the avenue in town was not big enough
we were young and restless then
now I can hardly breath
I can't believe the news that just came to me
somebody treated you so badly once
oh, judy
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6. |
I'm apart
05:03
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I'm here and I'm apart
I swear I never felt a part of
I dove through rings of smoke in dingy dive bars
and I end up with a needle stuck in my arm
I been here apart
I been here apart
now I'm clean 300 days and sick of myself
I'm here and I'm apart
wherever I end up, I feel apart
and I tell you, I swear, I never felt a part of
well, I'm apart
I'm apart
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7. |
spirit exchange
03:20
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it's time for the spirit exchange
where will our lives end up now?
once we've become so entwined
once yours is traded for mine
I notice you
it's time for the spirit exchange
taking this path is a risk
it's one I've been willing to take
it's one that I go down with pleasure
here comes the spirit exchange
once we cross paths, it's forever
once we cross paths, it's a deal
now, every exchange has its purpose
and I notice you
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memory street for miles
don't ask me the way I feel
I'm too tired to get back to you
a road so long, may never end
I run away with you
down memory street with you
La da da da
memory street is wide
and lined with a thousand moments I try to recall
I do
nobody lives here but phantoms
that time wore thin
I try to hold onto you
La da da da
try to hold onto you
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9. |
in the pastures
04:03
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we spend our lives on a hill
because it's too much to handle now
we're handed more than our fill
I say it's all in the pastures now
I never learned to relate and now the sand is running low
I'm staring through all the walls
and my head is spinning like a top on a table
and the sand is running low
grave mistakes we have made
we say they're all in the pastures now
lined up for spirit exchange
I see them all in the pastures now
somehow we all speak in tongues - what we're saying? I don't know
we've broken all of the rungs on this ladder
and it's tilting slowly
sand is running low
sand running low
all in the pastures now
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10. |
pink clouds
03:22
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pink cloud
pink cloud
I've made my bed
pink cloud, cloud
visit me for tea
they say this cloud is harsher than it seems
I visit pink clouds in a pleasant dream
pink clouds, clouds
I try so hard to please
they say this cloud will up and simply dissipate
pink cloud, oh cloud
let me live the dream
let me live my dream
they say this cloud is nothing safe on which to lean
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11. |
shannon
02:08
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shannon, come take a bow
won't you come on inside?
shannon, creep like a weed
shannon, nestle inside
eyes
shannon, turn me to fuzz
wake me up from the dead
turning eyes to the floor
shannon, nestle inside
eyes
turn me to fuzz
wake from the dead
nestle inside
shannon's eyes
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12. |
maryjane
02:59
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I met maryjane in the psych ward
gave her a ring
and we shared my cigarettes
said she was a bluebird growing wings
gonna fly away
and we wandered down the hall
hung matisse right upside down
on a pink and green wall
I met maryjane in the psych ward
life's unfair
smelled the river in her hair
yeah, I met maryjane and we shared my cigarettes
said mania is bliss
sees in dreams that we all miss
but remains here in the hall in the psych ward by the wall
and she shares my cigarettes
maryjane shares my cigarettes
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13. |
n o s
05:02
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(not otherwise specified)
I'd like to meet you
even if I never know you
I'd say I'd seen you and I'd say it was fine
that's where I'd draw the line
then later I'd claim I like you
I'd like to treat you to a superficial distance
just for instance, "I feel fine."
please don't obscure the line
and maybe I'll feign to like you
yeah, sure, I like you
sure, i like you
I guess it's sad
my veins are full of ice
I guess I'd be sad if I felt
that'd be nice
but that's way beyond the line
but I'd say I'd seen you
and I'd claim to know you
and, sure, I like you.
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14. |
the way I present myself
03:23
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I hardly know who I am without her to tell me just who I am
I find I creep through the ages, wondering always who I am
this is the way I appear
this is the way I present myself
just like a painting of fear
a photograph of poor mental health
so I say, "would you mind? turn your face to mine..."
I spot a gleam in your eye - it may just be me defined
If I could see me through you - be my mirror, wouldn't you?
so I say, "would you mind? turn your face to mine... wouldn't you?"
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15. |
outroduction
02:08
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