1. |
Think On The Bright Side
02:59
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I sit on my bed
every night and sing songs about death
thinking about the point
of why I even try at all instead
keeping quiet hurts
so I put my coffin before the hearse
but this heart's still beating,
bleeding while my hands and neck rehearse
something is missing
no one is even listening
fucking pathetic singers
with rusting fingers
the words I sing
they must only cling to me
when they carry my voice
they must lose all meaning
they do nothing for my anguish
just the tune of isolation from the rest
I must be kidding
I feel so empty
bits of sleep and concrete sheets
surgical dreams to the infirmary
bitter pills sink into bitter drinks
the actor is reading but the esteem is fleeting
there is no regret for the sunset
this drink is to forget
so I'll wash my hands of their demands
and drink until I'm dead
fight the good fight
and live on the dark side
or turn a blind eye
think on the bright side
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2. |
And That's When You Sang
04:10
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my insides have roamed the desert
searching for drops of water
your love stranded on an island
with your trees and merit growing taller
and that's when you sang
turn your bow this way
oh, lonely seafarer
enter my green mirror
symmetry like the tropic of cancer
I hear your voice getting nearer
and I need to wet my tongue
and you've got the perfect chaser
do you feel me smiling at you
from across the deep blue
sea me in my dreams
sailing toward your retreat
you've got your rocks and stones
and your siren songs
you light the fire in my soul
and make in bearable to be alone
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3. |
This Time, Next Year
03:13
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you keep your eyes down on your plate
and proclaim that it's too little, too late
the words pass by like contrails from your face
to hide expressions like a masquerade
this isn't a party
and no one's laughing
I guess it's getting late and you'll be walking home
the three blocks in the fig leaf that you've put on
it will shield you from the whole unknown
I would shadow but I'm done chasing unicorns
this time, next year
I'll be punch-drunk on distractions
and you'll try to appear
but my indifference is resilient
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4. |
Battleyes
04:14
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5. |
Piss And Vinegar
05:35
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Gavan Holden Greensboro, North Carolina
From the Greensboro bands Basement Life, Corvids and Funny Like A Funeral. Gavan's solo-acoustic project began in May of 2011 and has been tauted as dark, melodic, tender and haunting.
Gavan Holden recommends:
2016 release from Gavan’s band Corvids.
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2018 album from Gavan’s band Basement Life.
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