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Cradle
02:53
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Wake up
Be reasonable
Toe touch
Stretch your legs
You wouldn’t wanna get hurt
Let go
Start packing up
Onto the road
Once we get there then we’ll decide where to go
Oh
Get low
Go slow
I’ll be your cradle step inside my arms
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2. |
Fair Enough
04:00
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I wasn’t made to feel comfortable
I wish I never knew
What it’s like to be near someone so conscious, so enthused
You lit fuse months before I complained and regressed
Into a state of self-execution where I had sentenced my mind to death
Our voices do increase
And our pain succeeds
In molesting our pasts and innocence
My childhood’s too gone to see
I wish I could legislate the way that I feel
Through taxation spread some wings and keep myself from fear
Being tattered and tethered taught complacency’s worth
In reminding myself not to sing out when my voice hurts
Our voices do increase
And our pain succeeds
In molesting our pasts and innocence
My childhood’s too gone to see
Just how my life has changed
How my lips arrange
An orchestration of mass decay
And charred souls on display
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3. |
Siren
04:41
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S
And I sell my heart to thee
Like I’m praying to God, but instead I’m worshipping your body
Please tell me why I feel naked
Did I not have enough to contribute without breaking my head on the pavement?
You told me be patient
You promised healing
Didn’t consider the off-chance
That you might be leaving
This senseless arrangement made me feel safe
My fragile arms around your waist
The longer I heard it, the small I felt
Was it you, my sweet Siren?
And my mother sang so clear
If you open the door make sure you don’t let the bad feelings in.
And I faked out my rigid conscious
Understanding don’t mean much when you piling up the regrets
Making up lies in your sin, and I come crawling back to you
For patience
Come bring the healing
All of my comforts
All of my grieving
This senseless arrangement made me feel safe
My fragile arms around your waist
The longer I heard it, the smaller I felt
Was it you, my sweet Siren
Calling me?
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4. |
Song To Myself
05:20
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I settled all my scores
Just to see if you’d want more
And the spaces between your breasts
Give me room to hold your head
Your conclusions make no sense
But the sounds makes me think ahead
And the distance between your eyes
Make me recognize
You’re fabricating distances beyond galaxies
And every inch you gave was like a fantasy
I don’t see you in every eye
They come and take your wounds and pride
And the way you kissed my mouth
Makes me think differently
What you see in me is not representative
Be aware my heart a year ago was not in a mood to fight
But the way you compromise set a fire alight
My voice is far too tired
But a grin my heart desires
Is too far from what I need
Just like Sinatra croons and breathes
Do you not see the fragrance emanating from Mary Beth
The best of her comes closely through my after breath
And if you felt my peace then you’ve mistaken the weight for glee
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