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You
05:14
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Moving through the street where you live I trip where you spoke to me
About the movement of your world of your can
If I removed this thing in my head this thing that I said
Painted me yellow would my eyes still glow would my colors still show
An indication that I'm still breathing
Can I still sleep without dreaming?
In tight spaces it's hard to remain free
Somewhere a silo weeps
It's all out of wheat
If the great big hands in the sky keep squeezing will all their might
All the power inside of me will convert to wind energy
Knocking over their great big candles with their great big flames of bricks
Smashing open the structure clean pouring right into me
Giving no indication that I'm still breathing
Can I still dream without sleeping?
In cold places it's hard to move past
Somewhere an SUV laughs
It's all out of gas
I could not be anywhere with you
It's nowhere where there's no standing room
I could not be anywhere with you
Rattles rattling inside their shoes
I could not be anywhere with you...
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France
02:39
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well the sane would say that i'm lost but i know that ain't true if i really couldn't find my way at least know where i was headed to this emptiness surrounds me is this love is supposed to be like a dying light bulb that half heartedly flickers like the pills you take that only make you sicker my rhythm is four blocks over but we're stuck on avenue clover darling we should start to walk cause there's no whiskey left in the park four seasons start to hurt when the rain it starts to flirt darlin' i can see your breath lookin' pretty in your blue pattern skirt darlin' i can see your breath like your souls on a fire escape it just couldn't get away from the flames or the hurt now you're
standin lookin pretty in your blue patterned SKIRT
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Destinations
07:29
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There's something 'bout the way you sit in the basement on that couch that should have died three years ago
You flick your lighter on and off and on and off and on and with the switch of your thumb you take away and provide heat
It's not easy to be pure, now is it doll? But at least you can stay warm and maybe a little bit buzzed
Me and you, we never quite understood what a Destination was
Or how you get to one
Sprawling for miles across the American sunset are a million mystics waiting for their turns to die
Somewhere underneath a willow tree it's 2 AM and a girl realizes the weight of her hands
She says,
"Some people will just never understand"
Troy,
I heard you sing a line about how These Days are flying by.
It might be true that the calender has wings and they're getting bigger every day. But it's not too late (it never was) to run around and play pretend; Those Days never have to end. And tell me;
Who the fuck wants to live forever anyway?
Sprawling from backyard to front yard across a white painted county line are a million cul-de-sacs with no end at all
Somewhere buried deep inside a mini-mansion a woman is starting to cry
She stares at a picture of a girl reading underneath a tree and with her hands up in the air
She says,
"I guess I'll just never understand."
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Grandchamp Des Moines, Iowa
Des Moines indie rock band 2014-2016. Charlie, Andrew, Nate, Bridget, and Matt.
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