1. |
Beyond the Line
02:27
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i think that i lost everything
before realizing
i would never find what i was looking for
i think that i just fell asleep
without letting my dreams just be
i think that all the nights were long
due to anchoring in the past
that third place that never lasts
i think the empty chairs out in the cold could use some warmth again
i thought i had lost everything
before realizing
i had nothing in the first place
i think that i put all my trust
into things that just turn to dust
i think i'll never find what i've been looking for
and now it's time to look ahead
beyond the line
beyond the line
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2. |
Here I Am
01:48
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i sometimes forget
where to start and to stop
i sometimes pretend
when i'm right; when i'm wrong
here i am
consciousness
please take me away
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3. |
Fires Below
03:21
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i belong in the fires below
i belong in the cloud of smoke
i won't feel useful 'til i give myself to the ground
i see my lungs as a ball at the end of a chain
but if you wanna deceive me
come closer
receive me
we'll fool each other
i belong in the fires below
i belong in the cloud of smoke
if i keep my eyelids closed
i can hear the cries of my ghost
if my soul should live on to observe
i can't bear to watch you i'm sure
when you stroll through the yard with your flowers
and your tears join the dew on the grass
remember minutes together as hours
find me next to your bed as you pass on
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4. |
Hold On
02:07
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hyperrealism
set in the real world
fantasized
in an infinite fiction
choking flowers out
the weeds are acting the only way
that they know how
I've got nothing to hold onto
I think I'm losing my humanity
I've got nothing to hold onto
But I'm gaining some humility
in the real world
hyperventilate
suck in the real world
verify it
with a sigh of relief
witness others
going through cycles
stupefied
frozen inside
I've got nothing to hold onto
I think I'm losing my humanity
I've got nothing to hold onto
But I'm gaining some humility
in the real world
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5. |
Never Find
02:05
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i think that i've lost everything, now i'm realizing
i will never find what i am looking for
i think i want to fall asleep and never wake; is this the end?
i think that i'm a restless fool who can't let go of things long passed
i think those empty chairs were put there to remind me
i will never find what i am looking for.
i don't remember anything before realizing
that my life is mine, and goes away so fast
i think if i fall asleep, i'll never want to wake again.
there is no line to cross
there is no boundary between life and death
i'll stop making mistakes, accept the simple truth;
i will never find what i am looking for.
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