LYRICS

GARDEN WINDOW (2011)

-MALUM-
How great is my debt that my penance should be endless?
Lo, my eager eyes will behold the truth.

-LO-
Lo, my eager eyes will know the truth come the day when it’s pouring from my lifeless mouth
Lo, my eager eyes may swear to you that I never meant to shut you out

So we could laugh and sit and talk until I wanted to see what sort of knowledge had grown from your forbidden seed
All I wanted was a single thought in my head that was mine
I tried to change what I’d done; you still decided to leave us here to crook the spines of these wretched bodies
Your garden reminds us of our fleeting lives

So why did you leave here, why did you leave here?
My head is but an image of you
So why did you leave here, why did you leave me?
To figure this all out

So I found my side in the absence of a point-of-view, cause our senseless minds couldn’t hope to know
Now I take what’s mine, from the ground that I cultivate
And my mouth runs wild cause I want it all

-SPUTNIK-
So what is the worth in that dirt that you found? Well I’ll bet that it’ll never be a keeper.
If you would just rather sit, sucking the ground, then stay down brother stay down.
Why would you curse all the truths that you know? Well keep them coming there’s no truth to relieve me
And why would you lay with the lies that you’re told? To stay sold?

You just left us tending, well you ought to stayed
I’ll just leave my labors and eat at the table I laid

All that a hearse ever eventually found were dead bodies in dead, dumb crowns
Well who really knew that a fountain be found?
So stay down, stay down, brother
But I’ll keep it up

-POISON!-
I’ll hold my tongue from idle speech to keep my mind fed
Did I trade intent for futile means in the process?
I guess there’s a whole in the bottom of my head my sense has fallen out

I’ve seen the sickness reside in the belly of the righteous
A disease that trained a gluttonous eye to feast upon the wicked
And I could pretend that it won’t but it’ll be my ruin too

(I give it all)
Will you watch me drown in a pool of my thickening blood? My rigid limbs sprawl around. I fear that I’m going down.
Stung by the incessant drone of some siren calling me out. Oh dear I heard the sound
Now I’m hung like an overcoat with some poison fruit in my mouth. Oh god, It’s dragging me down
Louder and louder still, spinning looms by which I am bound

This wasn’t right, but it’s what I needed
And I wouldn’t lie, to feed my indifference

-LAY DOWN-
Live, learn, and let it lie. Skip to the end to wonder why
And I lay down
Here you’ll find that we all are, blossoms that bloom to fall apart
And I lay down

So Abba father are you sleeping as we toil through your gardens keeping?
So I’ll lay down and begin to grow, right beneath your garden window

Keep your tired hands to ground, as blood feeds the dirt to which you’re bound
And I lay down
Here you’ll find that we’ve all been dead men
And I lay down

-EASY TALK (OPEN YOUR MOUTH)-
Are you speaking at all? Or are you keeping your voice soft?
My blistered tongue burst with words that have no tone
Are you even breathing? Cause my breath is gone
Just say anything at all

But I’ll be keeping my head on

Why don’t you open your mouth and let it out now
(The breath is coming in, keep your head on)
Why don’t you open your mouth and let it all out

-MACHINES PART I-
Is this what you wanted? Eat, breed, repeat. Populate and decease. And take it all.
Trade living for a living. Measure your worth in flesh and blood.
I could be your contact in a place of your design, with the grace of wounded lions
I could be your absolute; I could be your sign
I could be your written lie

All this time that I’ve been given I squandered in my own right
All my breath never intended to be used to change your mind
I found a weaker sense of truth to be what made sense so
I’ll just stack these points of view until one gives out
I wont hold my breath
Oh god, I should have figured

All this work, all this progress, is fine if you wanted it

I should have figured that this would be happening now

-MACHINES PART II-
I’ll lay all my anger aside
And let all my instincts resign
I’ll lay all my anger aside
If you’ll give me a sign

-BEAR-
In bed your body burns just like a fire. And your eyes they twitch under lids from side to side.
And my ego can’t seem to get a grip
I’ll simplify the terms I’m leaving until my body lays under leaves and green-green grass
By then my ego might finally get a grip

So I’ll let my lover lie and in absence I’ll drink tonight
With tired limbs, indecent mind, and beggar’s bones

I could patiently seek another chance
Or I could cut you deep with a simple glance
I loathe your hesitance

I’ll let my lover lie and in absence I’ll drink tonight
With tired limbs, indecent mind, and beggar’s bones
So lay like a monument to poise and indifference
Betrayed by retreating lips to baring teeth
I’ll trade my vindictive sigh for quarter of witless spite
Til I, like my lover, lie with beggar’s bones
Til I let my lover

Lay like you know I swallowed my hungry pride
And let it all go for the sake of a better life

-CLEANSE ME-
This is a ploy of cold, crass, sheep. To only milk the pieces of truth that suit their means
And I was just wandering what you thought it’d bring
So hey, there’s a poison in your skin, I see it quietly seeping out of it
Hey there’s a poison in your skin. I see it coming, saw it coming out.
And I am the fortunate one
This, an attempt at feeding primal needs, has woken all the demons that reside inside of me
And you still say that I am the fortunate one

Well I could wash my hands to pretend they’re clean, or I could purge my lips of spineless speech, but the consequence of knowledge is an eager tongue

Don’t you leave, I wasn’t finished. This isn’t over.
I will be heard
Every last word will have its turn

Mine may be the words unwisely sewn, to cultivate the path that I have chose
Mine may be the words you’ll never know but lay me in the dirt and I will grow

Are you listening? Cause my breath grows null
Tired quips begin to wither
Who can reason with time?

Lay me in the dirt and I will grow

-LAST BREATH-
Lingering in your garden here our tired hands are bound
To toiling without pleasure in this murky earth we found
Distance is at fault here and its slowly gaining ground
So stay here at my table till proximity is sound

Keep it in, keep your last breathe, make it worthwhile

I was looking for something, when I was pulling my skin off

So if god is an acronym, some giver of damnation
Then why even bother with the concept of man
Ideals have run wild, escaped from our heads
And with the chosen so few should it warrant attempt?
And what if my fear is all that I am?
A poison to ease what small conscience I have left
But soon we’ll find we lived and died with the world in our hands

You left all your children out
You left all your children fending for our precious lives

I am the fortunate one, left with the blood in my skin
You are the only thing I hope is real in a dark world
I am the fortunate one, left with the blood in my limbs
You are the only thing I hope is real in a dark world