1. |
Everything At Once
04:10
|
|||
|
I need a little hope to get out of this mess
When clarity is gone all we can do is guess
what happened to the help that you once supplied?
You told me I was ready but now I see you lied.
Don’t you think that I could have a little help from you?
What makes you think I know now what I need to do,
So much more I need to know
It was too soon for you to go
So don’t you think I realise that this was all too soon?
Now I watch the clock, knowing not a thing
I’m without you here so I’ll see what time will bring,
Just look for inspiration, help me find a way,
Of making an assumption, of knowing what you’d say.
What would you say now?
Just find your voice somehow,
Then something clicks inside for me
Everything at once in an epiphany.
Don’t you think that I could have a little help from you?
‘Cause I realise that now that this was all too soon.
|
||||
2. |
Odyssey
05:32
|
|||
|
Let’s that this train back to its station, and start our journey off again
and all those delays and distractions
We can’t terminate it here
Let’s go to one more destination that we don’t know
So many places we can go
and I believed this.
There’s a hope that we’d end this story with a tale emblazed in glory
There’s a hope she’d come back to me
turn it around.
But no luck or fame or fortune
and that’s the real world for you,
Left with nothing and an empty feeling lain on the ground.
But this was all, all I asked
To change our future, learn from the past
I don’t ask much, it’s all I’ll do
To find a way of starting anew
I can’t take this now you’re leaving
Won’t let go I’m holding on
Can’t let this go no more.
Feel the rhythm back now in my chest
Get on my feet and stand in protest
I don’t need you and there’s nothing to it
No longer bound
In all we were, and all we had
I’ve cried my tears, I’m done with that
This world is mine, I’ll start anew
You kept me caged and it’s time I flew
I don’t need you anymore
And I’m already moving on
Done with your games
You’re gone.
|
||||
3. |
The Outside
04:04
|
|||
|
Etched into his skin is the story of his time
From an epic fall to his greatest climb
Doesn’t understand the world he sees with his eyes
His memory is faded, no matter how he tries
People seem so cold, faces he don’t recognise
He looks a fucking mess
Under foreign skies.
When the world that you knew is dead and gone,
how’d you find the will to carry on?
It’s all moved on and you don’t fit,
you’re on the outside of it.
Looking for some hope, to find the home he knew
It all seems so false and he’s looking for the truth
The grandeur has all gone, tarnished and worn away
Remembering its heights, he has nothing left to say.
Do these eyes betray me? Will my whole world cease to be?
And I don’t wanna see, what happens if I stay and try to be.
|
||||
If you like Sanskara, you may also like:
The post-hardcore band’s latest is a reflection on time, memory, death, and grief—and is their dreamiest material to date.
go to album
The spirit of the Canterbury scene is alive and well across this groovy, harmonic psychedelic suite.
go to album
Before The Day Has Gone
by Bellini
Ten years may have passed since the last Bellini record, but the math rock group sound as fierce as ever.
go to album
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight).
go to album
Indie rock suspended between youthful ennui and youthful rage, hooky but cerebral and taut with rhythmic tension, just like the 90s.
go to album
Death is Nothing to Us
by Fiddlehead
Boston band featuring members of Have Heart and Basement take their earnest, motivational post-hardcore to thrilling new heights.
go to album
Winding, thinky indie rock in the 90s mold for fans of Unwound, Cap'n Jazz, and Lungfish.
go to album
