1. |
One from the Lung
03:51
|
|||
Now
Now, oh-oh
(now) I want to see the sun rise
(now) I want to taste the sweetness
(now) I want to touch warm skin
(now) I want to hear the melody
(now) I want to smell the hyacinth
(now) I want to feel that way again, alright
I can see my night is bled out on the line
I try and fail
I don't know, I don't know why
I'd beat it if and only
I rolled along the lonely street beneath
Lamps and beams run from the sun
Burnt damage done
One from the lung
Now that we've found hope (x4)
Well alright (aah-ah)
I can hear cicadas in the night
The light is pale
But it glows, how it glows bright
And the sky's a Spanish crimson
We sail with winds through a fairer dawn
A floating song
Rung for the sun
Sung by the young
One from the lung
Now that we've found hope (x5)
Now that we've found...
|
||||
2. |
Pitiable Lover
03:29
|
|||
Since we never said we were thinking ahead
How do you suppose this is going to end?
Now that I know you're not gonna be my guy
Is it wrong to still want you by my side?
All I know is that I'm lonely
What ever happened to being young and wild and free?
I don't want to be your pitiable lover
Is it you who should be next to me?
When I can collect my thoughts I notice you're always there
But only too frequently our love is going nowhere
In my head and in my heart
I never wanted us to drift apart
But I can't stop myself from drifting
Maybe one day you'll pull me ashore
But for now the tide is shifting
All I know is that I'm lonely
What ever happened to being young and wild and free?
I don't want to be your pitiable lover
Is it you who should be next to me?
I know I've never given you enough time
And I'm not approachable when you're on my mind
Please understand
I can't treat you the way you want me to
This love just ain't true
All I know is that I'm lonely
What ever happened to being young and wild and free?
I don't want to be your pitiable lover
Is it you who should be next to me?
All I know is that I'm lonely
What ever happened to being young and wild and free?
I don't want to be your pitiable lover
Is it you who should be next to me?
Next to me
Who should be next to me
Next to me
Who should be next to me
Next to me (x7)
|
||||
3. |
Sabatini
05:32
|
|||
Do we return?
Where do we return?
To where do we return?
Done return
Sabatini malady
Space where space ain't meant to be
I guess solitude loves company
Socialise me
Statuesque the clouds remain
Stubborn in the photo frame
And I'm skipping through the cracks
Still as if I was ungrown
Settle
In the twilight
That separates
Eyes closed from eyes open
Do we return?
Where do we return?
To where do we return?
Done return
Sectarian lies disguise
A smile that never dies
But shares this existential prize
Cessation
Shades of green, shades of doubt
Shifting sun will play us out
I'm starving to conceal a shout
Staying still is not allowed
Move on, move off (x3)
Settle
In the twilight
That separates
Eyes closed from eyes open
Do we return?
Where do we return?
To where do we return?
Done return
Finding the flowerbeds
And a dozen roses
And the iris
And the iris
And the iris (x4)
Do we return? (x2)
And the iris (x2)
|
||||
4. |
Nicobar
05:50
|
|||
As the ship approaches
The sunset comforts me
There's an old solace
After so long at sea
Like a wheel at the helm
My life spins constantly
Say goodbye to my captain
He's the only one who sees
On the water (x2)
Now the water's black azure
A shade that we forgot
Memories float back to shore
I embrace them
Braced for grey skies or not
All pass, echoes electrical
Wet sand I set to for too far
I am monsoon
Wide skies are mine on Nicobar
The shadow of the hillside makes a friend of me
I rise up the mountain as the storm recedes
The light is fading though
My heaviness is letting go
Peaceful is the rain in tow
Peaceful is the place I'm home
On the wings of an albatross
Emigrate regret
Thunder sings as I run across
Verdant valleys
I'll not leave them
All pass, echoes electrical
Wet sand I set to for too far
I am monsoon
Wide skies are mine on Nicobar
All pass, echoes electrical
Wet sand I set to for too far
I am monsoon
Wide skies are mine on Nicobar
I am monsoon
Wide skies are mine on Nicobar
I am monsoon
Wide skies are mine on Nicobar
I am monsoon
Wide skies are mine on Nicobar
I am monsoon
Wide skies are mine on Nicobar
I am monsoon
|
||||
5. |
Bones
04:48
|
|||
Your old wheel
Seasoned my land
Do you still feel the gun steel?
Is it cold in your hand?
Look how you turn heel
And yes I'm a mess at the sting
But it still begs the question
What exactly are you burying?
Curtains
Guessed it was time
Words flew like birds from a burning nest
And the rest will die on the vine
I heard that you went west
Is it greedy I need to know why?
Are you easy to remember or hard to forget?
Over me you burn the Indian sign
Now I make no bones about it
You put that hook in deep
I may be but a wraith
But you're the one
You're the one that's haunting me
Shelled up
Back to the wall
There's a crack in the cell
And there's bats in the belfry
Am I losing it all?
Overdosed on yellow you
And forced out to the shade
We landed close and close only counts
In horseshoes and hand grenades
Now I make no bones about it
You put that hook in deep
I may be but a wraith
But you're still haunting me
Now I make no bones about it
You put that hook in deep
I may be but a wraith
But you're the one
You're the one that's haunting me
You're the one
You're the one that's haunting me
You're the one
You're the one that's haunting me
You're the one
You're the one that's haunting me
You're the one
You're the one that's haunting me
You're the one
You're the one that's haunting me
You're the one
You're the one
|
Not My Circus Madrid, Spain
Not My Circus makes alt-pop songs with folk-tinged vocal harmonies skipping over a freak show of psych-blues riffs, soulful
bass grooves, wonky funk beats and warm electronic textures. A white-knuckle ride to the edge of your musical map, and back again.
Step right up. The circus is in town.
... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Not My Circus, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp