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Sakura
01:49
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Bewitched
04:24
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Tastes like honey suckle burns like ice,
We both lose a layer of skin when we move aside.
The lustful insanity has took hold of me my minds in circles.
Here am I am, sweet seventeen again.
His cruelty makes the love burn bright,
I don’t wanna know what it tastes like without.
It hurts when his mouths open but then he touches me and it’s something devote.
Horizontally he’s fallen without.
Bewitched.
I grow tired of this sacrificial life.
His feet are not worth how I praise his grounds.
He grates on me like a zested thumb and I miss the me I was before,
wise at last to this half pint imitation.
You can’t pull at my nature anymore,
I will not humour the child within I’m done.
I miss sleeping and eating and all of the good things I did before love took hold.
Leave my heart antiseptic as you move on.
Bewitched.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered, no more.
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3. |
Drifting
04:26
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You got me lifted higher
Considering planes of desire
Wanting things i don’t do.
You got me drifting daily
My fires been lit i’m hazy
but i want to push through.
If you got the answer come and tell me cos i’m not quite sure. If you got the answer come and tell me come and knock on my door.
Oh yes you lift me darling
I’m inspired to do all other things
It’s true.
But who is telling what’s right
I’ve got to live my life right
I can’t be held back in my youth.
If you got the answer come and tell me cos i’m not quite sure. If you got the answer come and tell me come and knock on my door. I’ve been searching left and right can’t figure it all out I don’t now which way to go.
But i know your on my mind more than i’d hoped.
I guess i’m searching honey
To find that je ne sais quoi
We all require.
But is it all for nothing
Or is it better than regretting
Why not.
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4. |
Fall Into
05:03
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Fall in to me
I got this
I could fall in to you
If you’d, If you’d let me.
Fall into me
My hands are warm and strong,
Waiting for your love
If you’ll open up.
Old letters, lies to falter to where you left your lines behind. Bold brazen, a little too sharp where you pulled your scars to bind. Calm cultured, all the other kinds of words to let you hide. Tall burden, the old fate that you decided to prescribe.
Oooooh Oooh
Come and step forward
You could if you buried your past out where it lies.
Fall in to me
I got this
I could fall in to you
If you’d, If you’d let me.
Fall into me
My hands are warm and strong,
They’re waiting for your love
If you’ll open up.
Like a flower, Jericho to heavy withered by the storm. But here lies a worthy adversary to hold you keep you warm. If you’d only see what good lies within these arms.
I’m calm catered, to your every need cos your love is all I want.
Oooooh Oooh
Come and step forward
You could if you buried your past out where it lies.
Fall in to me
I got this
I could fall in to you
If you’d, If you’d let me.
Fall into me
My hands are warm and strong,
They’re waiting for your love
If you’ll open up.
Ooooooh
Willing weary I don’t blame you its hard to let go.
I have been there felt so worried, but my hands will keep you warm. Understand me oh i don’t expect no hand in return, I can’t take no i just give and want you to feel loved. Take my answer need you to see all that lays beneath, It’s rare for me to open this way but my petals sunk so deep. Open ready, charms to carry, stars that come to call. I am open and all too faithful, I fall for it all.
I’m here to carry your love to its chariot, all that It comes to seek. I’m here to carry your love is my chariot, I need you to see. I cant help It I just give and burn up in the sun,
My lungs are filled with love.
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5. |
Circles
04:02
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Willing and able,
these scars that fell at my table. Grounded and forming,
forces i’ve fought from a sensitive calling. Willing and able
but how the mind runs in circles.
Time travelling old wounds,
leading to archives deprived.
Time travelling through old wounds,
winter got me curving cold blues,
when the clocks go back and the dark descends, New year but I’m living in the past few.
No way to wade through all the scars,
got hope but a haunted heart,
got gold in my lungs and it weighs me down,
just seeking my speech but it feels like drown-ing.
Will my dreams come to fruition,
much more than spells and wishes,
of some mad woman,
who believes in suhttin, - cos
so subtle the way it tastes there's
no un-collateral way to chase these
dreams I - I die -
I decide for myself and I
See the - leaves been falling again,
Autumn calling again,
just long enough to forget the warmth
lose sight of the past and prepare to descend.
Birds trees sing again
it’s a racing game again
Am i chasing paper
or yearning to find my own place in this world.
Haunted by all the ghosts
Put myself first and hope
when the time is up , cos the time be up
did i hold myself through it all - proud.
Did I sacrifice enough for the wage
lose my mind and pursuit of faith
and leave love behind
just memory shrouded in all the abuses.
Saline won’t wash way all of the cause of my doubt no matter how i lay down
blood sweat and tears it won’t count
my roots tell me that
I know how they bled their soul to survive but that is just why
i refuse to deny, as sure as your soul flew east
I gotta fight
cos you put all this all in me too much love inside my blood and it has to be heard
free this bird.
Oh I’ll free you. I’ll free you, I’ll free you.
Willing and able,
these scars that fell at my table. Grounded and forming,
forces i’ve fought from a sensitive calling. Willing and able
but how the mind runs in circles.
Time travelling old wounds
leading to archives deprived.
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6. |
Ready
04:39
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Its so simple, heavy though it may seem. Withered i find myself there, but ready.
Mist soothes, cold fires run warm.
Ready though dismayed,
I’ll find my way as i break at the end.
This strong senseless sensibility
wraps in vines and twines around me,
Simmers me down and gently sizzles
To a temperature i'm unfamiliar with.
Find myself in this here menagerie
Call the bitter sweet , futile compadre.
Camouflage with misery
I know what i really feel underneath.
Unwelcome memories virulent remorse,
Wrap myself in bullshit instead of whats ours, Some day the truth will come hide the past. Move along and forget all the dust.
Crumbling cryptic young messes,
Wound together by wounds at the sides.
The Callous whispers that haunts my withered dreams While the skylark visits at night.
Mist soothes, cold fires run warm.
Ready though dismayed,
I’ll find my way as i break at the end.
Hold on,
Hold on,
Hold on,
Hold on.
Burnt and heavy
Hard to carry
Held on for so long
Seared and weary
Hard to handle
Caught and sought so on
Bathed in wonders
Left a sunder
How far
Halted on the
Charts left open
Hidden from the call
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