1. |
Wait
04:33
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I would stand in the rain just to hear your laugh,
The dimples in your smile bend me in half,
I don't know what I'm doing half of the time,
But know that you are constantly on my mind.
Off my Sleeve,
You ripped the heart off my sleeve,
And now it is yours to keep,
If you want it to be.
If you wanted I'd cut my hair and change my clothes ,
For you I'd spite my face and cut off my nose,
The other night you gave me half of a sign,
I'm trying to play it cool but I'm dancing inside.
Off my Sleeve,
You ripped the heart off my sleeve,
And now it is yours to keep,
If you want it to be.
Off my Sleeve,
You ripped the heart off my sleeve,
And now it is yours to keep,
If you want it to be.
If we're going too fast,
Don't you know I'll wait,
If you're not ready now,
Don't you know I'll wait.
If we're going too fast,
Don't you know I'll wait,
If you're not ready now,
Don't you know I'll wait.
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2. |
Plant The Seed
04:06
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It's all we really need,
It's all we really need,
It's all we really need.
Where to go,
No one really knows,
What to do,
When you're standing in the queue,
Now I Know,
It's a long,long bendy road,
So Plant The Seed 'cause it's all we really need,
It's all we really need.
And so here it goes,
Another year over on the Sandy Road,
And I've had my fun,
I want to go home 'cause I'm all alone.
What to do,
Well I haven't got a clue,
What to see,
Well we'll be climbing up the tree,
Now I know,
It's a long and bending road,
So Plant The Seed ' cause it's all we really need,
It's all we really need.
And so here it goes,
Another year over on the Sandy Road,
And I've had my fun,
I want to go home 'cause I'm all alone
Time is taking it's toll,
I'm digging a hole,
I'll bury my soul.
Friends they're so close to me,
They're buried in dreams,
Or so it would seem.
And so here it goes,
Another year over on the Sandy Road,
And I've had my fun,
I want to go home 'cause I'm all alone
And so here it goes,
Another year over on the Sandy Road,
And I've had my fun,
I want to go home 'cause I'm all alone,
I want to go home 'cause I'm all alone.
Gone to waste,
Another day,
Underground,
Lost not found.
Gone to waste (We're going under),
Another day (We're going under),
Underground (We're going under),
Lost not found.
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3. |
Graveyard Of Ambition
05:39
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If Hinduism is right,
I must have sinned in a past life,
'Cause I've been working nine to five,
Or is it fifty to life,
No parole,
It corrodes my soul,
Sometimes I would rather be on the dole.
Where will I be in 2023?
Still here wasting my college degree,
Happiness is an absentee,
Lalalala.
Time is going slowly,
And I'm feeling so lonely,
'Cause all the people that know me,
Are drinking in the Róisín,
I can't go,
It corrodes my soul,
I'm still young, but I feel so fucking old.
It's where ambition comes to die,
So embrace it and kiss it goodbye,
Say a prayer if you're that way inclined,
I think I'm losing my mind.
I've been working the Graveyard shift,
In the Graveyard of Ambition,
Despite all of my wishing,
I'm still stuck in the kitchen,
Where to go?,
It corrodes my soul,
Sometimes I wish I was on the dole.
It's where ambition comes to die,
So embrace it and kiss it goodbye,
Say a prayer if you're that way inclined,
I think I'm losing my mind.
My mind,
I think I'm losing my mind.
My mind.
I think I'm losing my mind.
I think I'm losing my mind.
I think I'm losing my mind.
I think I'm losing my mind.
I think I'm losing my mind.
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4. |
Suffer In Silence
03:53
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Another day,
Wasting away,
Got nothing to do and all day to do it,
Probably should be in college but I fucking blew it.
The mornings grey,
I wake up in a daze,
Don't get out of bed until Four P.M. ,
I never really got the hang of Carpe Diem.
I take these highs,
To tame these lows,
I'm slowly starting to figure out,
That every silver lining has got a deep grey cloud.
I feel the misery kicking in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence,
My head is heavy it's caving in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence.
I feel the misery kicking in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence,
My head is heavy it's caving in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence.
These four walls,
Are closing in,
The room gets blurry and it starts to spin,
It's harder to hide these feelings within.
Days old cups of tea,
Are all that surround me,
I'm getting so fucking tired of daytime T.V.
It never seems to kill the monotony.
I take these highs,
To tame these lows,
I'm slowly starting to figure out,
That every silver lining has got a deep grey cloud.
I feel the misery kicking in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence,
My head is heavy it's caving in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence.
I feel the misery kicking in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence,
My head is heavy it's caving in.
I feel the misery kicking in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence,
My head is heavy it's caving in,
I don't want to Suffer In Silence.
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5. |
Evening's Over
04:16
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I'm more than willing to part,
From silence keeping my heart,
I came in late to the game,
No more feeling the strain.
'Cause now I'm told this Evening's Over,
Feeling cold and feeling sober,
Knees are weak I might keel over,
But I thank god this Evening's Over.
I'm more than willing to stay,
But I don't like it that way,
My thoughts are veering astray,
No more feeling the pain.
'Cause now I'm told this Evening's Over,
Feeling cold and feeling sober,
Knees are weak I might keel over,
But I thank god this Evening's Over.
'Cause now I'm told this Evening's Over,
Feeling cold and feeling sober,
Knees are weak I might keel over,
But I thank god this Evening's Over.
I thank god this Evening's Over,
I thank god this Evening's Over,
I thank god this Evening's Over,
I thank god this Evening's Over.
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Field Trip Galway, Ireland
Field Trip are a garage, jangle pop band from Galway City on Ireland's west coast.
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