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Bandages
01:52
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Colour
03:05
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I hate this feeling, it happens every time I leave,
Sinking stomach holding down the taste of fear,
You see in colours, the shades of which i’ve never seen,
The crimson reds, the burning blues, the forest greens,
We are, everything we’ve always wanted, we just can’t connect the dots,
Feels like, a weightless shoulder song, you’re burning bright,
I lost direction the last time I loved was years ago,
A fractured panic and it’s set in stone,
And I meant it, it took me years to brush it off,
The endless black, and chrome of love,
I hate this feeling it happens every time I leave,
We are, everything we’ve always wanted, we just can’t connect the dots,
Feels like, a weightless shoulder song, we know that it’s not wrong,
I hate this feeling, it happens every time I leave,
You see right through me, an ageing ghost I’ve always been,
Every haunting every time you think of me,
Your bed is burning just like the fires it used to see,
A fading flame, a weaker man, I’ll always be,
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Hand of Applause
02:39
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If I had a drink every time I lied, to the face I loved at the given time I’de be, a better man,
If I cupped my hands to hold them out would you fill them up or shake your head at me,
Well we’ll see, we’ll see, because it all..
It all comes down, to living in a town,
Where the best is yet to come my love don’t frown, we’re coming back around,
If I held my breath every time I spoke with the words I write and the hands I choke you with,
I’de be ashamed, I’de be ashamed,
Because the air I breathe is just for me, the most selfish thing that I can ever be,
Just wait and see, wait and see, because it all..
It all comes down, to living in a town,
Where the best is yet to come my love don’t frown, we’re coming back around,
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Perfect Threes
01:46
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Maybe I’m naive but I can’t see the way you think that I should be,
And maybe in the next five years I’ll learn to love and practice what I preach,
Oh my god, we are nothing on our own,
I’ve felt the winters grasp the way she sings the oceans hand and now the cold,
We break our bones we grow up young we fall in love and then our hearts grow old,
Oh my god, we are nothing on our own,
Just once more, we are all that we can be,
And we know that it falls in perfect threes,
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November Saints
04:19
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Comfort me, when I’m feeling out of place an barely breathe, comfort me,
If this is home, well we might leave, while our lovers find the places out of reach,
Follow me, all of my days are rolling away,
All my days are numbered, but I’ve got time on my hands,
Promise me, if the clock performs it’s final lap on me, you’ll comfort me,
We’re flesh and blood, we’re skin and bone, and the closest thing I’ll ever get to home,
We dare to roam,
Follow me, all of our days are rolling away,
All my days are numbered, but I’ve got time on my hands,
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Tangled Tape
02:45
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Tangled tape is wrapping around me, I’ve figured out since 17 it’s the way I’m going to be,
It’s in the corner of my heart, in every record that I own,
And you illuminate the dark, when the only light is gone,
My lungs are full of dust and stale, a temporary gasp for air and now,
The weight of the world, and tangled tape,
Burning bridges weaker at the seams,
An aching down beneath my chest, a time bomb on my knees,
You’re in the corner of my heart, in every scripture, line and song,
You are the shadow of my youth, of a life that I once was,
I’m waking up with clenching fists, it takes me back to when we were alive,
The weight of the world, my shoulders are the fallen pillars of your home,
The moments that we fear, when the end is looming near,
I made a promise on that night, to let it die, take back my life and now,
The weight of the world, and tangled tape,
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Ghosts on Trinity
04:33
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I watched the fires burn, and the smoke pour out of the room as your soul left your body,
Two days and two funerals apart, sat side my side in the church where your soul left your body,
We washed our hands of memory and sadness,
And the months that follow here, only aid the madness,
We try the best we can, through our lovers and our friends,
I was the last one to see, the sparkling eyes of your life on the night that you met me,
And we stood around your tree, and let go of the day in the church where your soul left your body,
We washed our hands of memory and sadness,
And the months that follow here, only aid the madness,
We try the best we can, through our lovers and our friends,
I felt you in the hall, I saw you in the window,
The verses that we sung, amongst the loved and widows,
Through our lovers and our friends,
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Ink and Skin
03:18
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I’m a jealous man, but I hold no grudge,
All my best friends are sinners and poets and drunks from a town I once loved,
Because I lost it all, between war and peace,
And I’ve been trying to anchor it down in the roughest of seas,
But my heart won’t appease,
We’ve been singing the same old songs since 17,
And we can drink away all of our problems and still keep it clean,
Now we’re older and tired and grey, and the melancholy swims through our veins,
The skin and the ink is what remains,
To run from your life, it’s a terrible thing,
When filling the void, brings terrible things,
There’s a hole in my heart, and it harbours the sea,
We’re leaving without you and your spirit is so weak,
We’ve been singing the same old songs since 17,
And we can drink away all of our problems and still keep it clean,
No we’re older and tired and grey and the melancholy swims through our veins,
The skin and the ink is what remains,
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Symptoms
03:53
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Dearest love you are more than just the blood in my veins,
And we have stories so true they’re depicted on screens,
Somebody once told me you can die from a broken heart,
Between the rapture and the movements that keep us apart,
You've got love in your head, I’ve got the symptoms instead,
For as long as I breathe I will patiently wait on your breath,
I’m not lost you know, pulling teeth, brittle bones, I need it,
Alive and well and never fearing the end at all,
We’ve got stories so true they’re still hanging on walls,
Somebody once told me you can live with a broken heart,
Between the rapture and the moments they keep us apart,
You’ve got love in your head, I’ve got the symptoms instead,
For as long as I breathe I will patiently wait on your breath,
I’m not lost you know, pulling teeth, brittle bones, I need it,
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The Hole That it Leaves
03:26
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I’m desperately searching my soul, to find out if heaven has no windows and no doors,
From across the Atlantic, I promised I’de find my way home,
I called you from deep in B.C., you told me about Jenny and the hole that it leaves,
From across the Atlantic, I promised I’de find my way home,
Live your life, lead it on, because I’ll be home sooner that you know,
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The Lion and the Wolf
02:33
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I’ve got a feeling a should be sad now, but in my heart I know I’m proud now,
With a map to guide me home, because I have nowhere left to roam,
I’ve got a feeling that you need time now, when words I love you mean so much now,
We tried it all, but we never made it through the final wall, you’re the lion and I’m the wolf,
I’ve got a feeling we will be ok now, but this song could be the end of us now,
We tried it all, but we never made it through the final wall, you’re the lion and I’m the wolf,
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Curtain Call
02:33
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Darling the moment has come for the curtain to call,
We’ve been watching this story unfold through not ally of our own,
Just promise yourself, promise me that your hand will not hold,
The palm of a man who won’t shelter your heart in the cold,
They say when you know, you know,
Bricks in the sand, driftwood damp in my hand it’s a home,
I felt like a man sending ships out to weather the storm,
If distance builds walls, it’s clear you’ve been building your own,
I don’t want to be the man chipping your name into stone,
They say when you know, you know
Darling the moment has come for the curtain to call,
We’ve been watching this story unfold through no fault of our own,
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Green
04:13
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Green, in everything I see, I’ve got my whole world burning in front of me,
Love is what I seek, when I know through old eyes the obvious is seen,
You’ve made your mark, left no space in the dark,
It’s never the way I want it to be,
We lost it all, we carried these torches from door to door,
Is it only love that separates us more?
The silence between, it means everything,
I’ve always been this way, I’m hoping some day that will change,
And if heaven and hell had their way, the demons inside my heart say,
“It’s all in my head”
We lost it all, we carried these torches from door to door,
Is it only love that separates us more?
The silence between, it means everything,
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