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Mallard Theme Pt. 1
01:07
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2. |
Time's Arrow
04:22
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Bartering time and other things I don't deem valuable,
Every interaction's a sacrifice
In an attempt to shake my loneliness,
I thought by now I'd have figured out the game,
But it goes on...
With or without me,
With or without me,
It's all the same,
With or without me,
With or without me,
It's all the same,
Time's arrow marches on
At a moment when I'm sliding sideways,
Caught in between the failures of my past
And the glaring uncertainties of what's to come,
I'm frozen,
Yeah, I'm frozen in one place,
But it goes on...
With or without me,
With or without me,
It's all the same,
With or without me,
With or without me,
It's all the same,
With or without me,
With or without me,
It's all the same,
With or without me,
With or without me,
It's all the same,
(Time's arrow marches onward,
Time's arrow waits for no one)
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Lake Michigan
03:53
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I used to see myself getting old here,
I used to see myself growing and changing,
I didn't care for what was out there
Till I saw the shores of Lake Michigan.
I've spent my whole life building a cage
And then I locked myself inside,
If I could I would slip through the bars
And escape from the life I know.
I've felt the warmth of the Windy City in November,
I've felt the pull of Nashville in July,
I've walked the streets of Toronto in December,
Each time I wish I never had to come home,
I've spent my whole life building a cage
And then I locked myself inside,
If I could I would slip through the bars
And escape from the life I know.
Somebody I could manifest the things that I wanted,
So here I am putting it out into the world,
My should belongs in a million different places at once,
I want to go,
I want to go,
I want to go.
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4. |
Mallard Theme Pt. 2
01:26
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I'm always searching for something else to say,
A story I can tell you
Because I'm tired of telling you
That I'm always sad,
There's no more fun in that,
There's no more fun in that.
No more "I"s at the beginning of every line,
No more feelings,
Only apathy,
And I'm trying but I can't relate
To songs about dying
Or crashing your car to prove a point,
And the words don't come so easy,
Not the ones I try and get out,
So I hold them in the back of my throat
And I let em burn
Until I sputter out.
And I've been wondering if I'm in need of help,
A professional opinion,
Some way I can fix this
Cause things are getting bad
When it's been so hard to talk to you,
It's been so hard to talk to you.
And the words don't come so easy,
Not the ones I try and get out,
So I hold them in the back of my throat
And I let em burn
Until I sputter out.
And the words don't come so easy,
Not the ones I try and get out,
So I hold them in the back of my throat
And I let em burn
Until I sputter out.
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6. |
Mallard Theme Pt. 3
00:50
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7. |
We're All Sad
06:06
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"Does this life get better?" She asked me,
I lied through my teeth and I told her it does,
She asked me, "How can you be so sure?"
I don't know,
I don't know,
I don't know,
I don't know...
And I don't care,
I don't give a shit, my friend,
I don't know anything
But I know that we all die in the end.
She pressed me and asked, "Does it ever get better?"
I felt the emptiness engulf my soul,
I bet right now that you're doing well,
But myself?
I don't know if I'll ever get there...
And I don't care,
I don't give a shit, my friend,
I don't know anything
But I know that we all die in the end.
We're all sad,
We're all sad,
We're all sad.
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