Hangups Ep

Released January 2007 - 13 minutes

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1. Yeah I Got Mad
2. Dial Tone
3. Silent Hearts

 

 

 

 

Yeah I Got Mad

yeah i got mad today
and you deserve all the wrath I'd never heap on your back
for an hour imagined on the phone
I screamed and I scorched though I was all alone
no matter what I do to this room it stays like it was
on endless afternoons where I cried and I pined for missing doves, missing loves

Dial Tone

it's hard to remember that she once loved me true
while the pay phone dial tone howls at my ear from the blue
that there once was a time when she'd never hang up on me
I just want to talk but she says she must be free

it's hard in november, and all through the holidays
as my little apartment gets smaller day by day
she's abandoned the years she now regrets
yesterday i stared at her number and smoked three cigarettes

I guess I understand
that I will never know
why she's on dry land
and I'm immersed below

Nothing is wrong I don't have any less
reason to live than I did before we met
It's easy to reason your way out of these caves
but turn out the lights and everything's the same

I took out my gun
laid it on my bed
and though I closed my eyes
I couldn't make it end
all these telephones
only serve to say
no one wants to know
how bad it is today

Groceries, garbage bags everyday supplies
never looked so lonely in this life
I open each letter for occupant dropped at my door
I hunt for bargains but what am I saving for

I guess I understand
that I will never know
why she gets another life
and mine winds down to close

Silent Hearts

every girl i've ever known
crossed the bedroom floor
"sweet dreams" over soft shoulders
from behind closing doors
and sad smiles kept me up for awhile pacing
berating my downcast eyes, and my silent heart's racing

there's a panic built into my bones, sealed in by fallen rocks
and every time a building dies, my heart ticks like a clock
don't go, you're so pretty
but we both know that you're the woods and i am the city

i always wake up early with dust upon my hands
and dream again of promises, of far-off seas and sands
birds take flight when you close your eyes, darling
and you were born into a beauty like a warning