Blast Off

by Glish

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released 27 October 2011

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Track Name: Legs In Space
Here on a public park bench
the universe collapses
the empty space retreating
dark matter glowing red
molecules touching
and fusion producing energy

Here on a county high way
The universe's expanding
The empty space is forming
The vacuum spreading out
The bond that holds us
Extending to new galaxies

The big bang that separates me and you occurs
You've traveled miles
I'll be the cosmos, you the singularity consuming me
Track Name: Sex
Sometimes I don't know you
Somehow after all this time, you're still a stranger

Step into the room
Porcelain white
Your tears carving trails
Into my neck

You only get late nights on long drives home
Sadly, softly your voice across the phone
Tail lights like strings pulling me into you
Track Name: Don't Be So Fucking Nonchalant
You were high
the last time I held your hand
laughing and crying
at the same time

You weren't mine
the last time I held your hand
things I'm denying
in my mind

Soft to the touch
Sleep's dust erupts from
open eyelashes fluttering
like butterflies
Track Name: Magazine
All I know is that I know nothing
and I'm surprised by all the people
contagious by spelling

Learning things the hard way
And the turning world won't turn my way
And your gazing eyes look right though me
And I feel like I'm a know-nothing

We think too slow
The world's got bigger problems than we know
This much is true
My baby we've got problems, yes we do

Learning things the hard way
And the turning world won't turn my way
And your gazing eyes look right though me
And I feel like I'm a know-nothing

All I know is that I know nothing
and I'm surprised by all the people
contagious by spelling
Track Name: Seven
I'll find myself a quiet place
I need four walls and a tv set
To keep me safe whenever life comes around
I'm killing brain cells one at a time, you know

I get high and forget everything
Tell my folks I'm getting closer to god
That fucker knows I try so hard
Fuck you, fuck everything that you know

I've found myself a quiet place
In my room and no one comes around
I swear I never feel this down
Fuck you, fuck feel better soon, you know

Things get better all the time