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Rising Sign
04:30
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Everyone says seasons must change
Give it some time and this hurt will pass away
The trees will grow, the leaves will fall
They’re telling me I’ll forget about you someday
But I know I could never ever forget about you
When our pulsing skin hits the metal blade
We watch as all our dreams pass by and start to fade
Well, maybe we need to change the scene
Just tell me that you’re ready and I’ll meet you at the station
Tonight — Just like a film we could leave it all behind
Tonight — I promise I’ll still hold your hand in the next life
Breathless love
Two beating hearts
Sleepless nights
Lie in the dark
My days drift away amidst bootleg films, drunk on the chaise lounge again
They harp on and on that it's a vibrant city, but it hasn't been the same without you
That bureau drawer where you kept your name and your face and your heart and your handgun became the dividing line between your rising sign and the friends I could never write back to
It sure as hell wasn't in my hands when you drove that motorcycle down that cobblestone path and pulled over beside the library lamppost clutching your keys like a scapular
I always knew I would inevitably lose you to the call of those eastern winds
I just prayed between the jukebox and the ashtray that you’d exit in silence with nary a word nor a look
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One More Teenage Year
04:05
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Ever since school started up in the fall
You feel your best when you feel nothing at all
You haven’t been to church since Pentecost
You’ve got one more teenage year
Your mind is wracked by Catholic guilt
Your limbs still quiver from those feelings you felt
When you kissed your friend at the back of the bus
You’ve got one more teenage year
Each class you take means nothing to you
The friends you invent replace the ones that you lose
You’re writing a novel you don’t even like
You’ve got one more teenage year
You broke up your band because you don’t like your own songs
You can’t find a place where your heart belongs
So you hide your face behind a camera lens
You’ve got one more teenage year
You’ve been in and out of the same place
And now you’re too afraid to show your face
The hearts you broke fall out of your notebook
But you swear it’s not really how it looks
And you are nearly
In tears, I’m sorry
One more teenage year
You are so much stronger than you think you are
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You’ve been running a long time
Searching for a new life
Time is moving faster
But the beat is slowing down
And the glitter from the party
Gets in your eyes so you can’t see that
Love is not a child’s game
Some pieces just can’t be replaced
It’s who you love, it’s who you can’t
It’s everyone you miss — just a phone call away
From these solitary days that you just can’t take anymore
It’s all the hurt inside you know you’ll never forgive
Forget the lies they told about your friend
That cold posh posturing won’t help them sleep at night
Down the hall to your bedroom
You hold a memory that binds you
To the old house from your wild youth
And the secrets that you kept
Doing anything for a good time
Disregarding what you might find
Speeding down the highway
To get you anywhere but home
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4. |
Epiphany
04:07
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I spent the summer with the symphony
To forget about a city that no longer loved me
The autumnal lilt of Stravinsky
Reminded me: Even the greatest loves have their endings
The coming winter and the one preceding
Felt so far away; no cemeteries
And the Rite of Spring crashed just like lightning
The swell of the strings summed up all of my feelings
Forget the rain, it doesn't rain here anymore
This is a bloodstained, autobiographical account
Of a desolate, endless walk alone
The seasons change but you couldn’t care less
Your eyes said it before your lips could try
And going home never felt so tragic
The faith I lost was nothing but a lie
At 3 AM you were just a whisper
But I swear you would've thought you were an opera singer
Did you plant those evergreens just for me to find you?
My candles burn bright so I hope that guides you
But I only have you in photographs
And I only have you in video tapes from the ‘90s
Can you see why that whisper felt so loud?
I'd forgotten what you sounded like and I'm not proud
So I’m going to
Forget the rain, it doesn't rain here anymore
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5. |
End of the Night
04:52
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I’ve been searching for you
Calling out your name
Finally I’ve found you
And nothing is the same
You were gone in seconds
Years passed in the night
But I knew you were out there
Hiding from the light
You’ve got that look
In your eyes
That follows me
To the back of the room
You pray you’ll never see the end of the night
You’re running out of excuses to move
Closer and closer
The night isn’t over
You want me to forgive
But I want to forget
We’re making the same mistakes
And we’re caught in endless regret
It’s hard enough
To be alone
And when you leave
I won’t know where to go
I pray we never see the end of the night
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Coney Island Avenue
03:04
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Your violet dress, his dark gray suit
They suited you well in 1942
And from a French bunker your brother read the news
About the night you fell in love on Coney Island Avenue
Racing down the hall in your Oxford shoes
To the study where your mother clutched a tissue
She said you ought to sit down because there’s terrible news
And you thought about that night on Coney Island Avenue
That photograph of you with your friends
So young and demure with your arms crossed
Days become years, and foolish as it seems
I still believe I’ll see you again
I prayed that I might ever afterward fool myself
Into believing you were but a dream
Hiding behind the artifice of my sylvan composure
To sate the gaze of the camera
For no eyes but yours could ever glow across the pages
Of the non-fiction my hands know as their own
My dear, dare I declare it in semaphore
I know it to be true — I will always wait for you
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7. |
We Are Not Lovers
04:14
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The pleasure of pain is all we have
We’ve said so much we can’t take back
Grab your knife and kiss my neck, darling
Burn the letters that I sent
When you start your car
Drive fast and please try to forget
If we ever wake up from this dream
I hope our beds are miles apart
Because we are not lovers, we are
Two ghosts with distance in our hearts
Staring down from the highest floor
Wondering how long it would take to fall
I know we’ll be better off this way
Your arms are the only home I know
But you tell me to leave
Different sides of the same story
Confessions we’ll never speak
I don’t know what this means to you
But I know what this means to me
Grab your knife and kiss my neck, darling
I have nothing left to lose
It kills me that I’ll never find
Anyone else like you
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8. |
Living Through You
04:39
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I could show you where I died
Before you brought me back to life
Some things should stay buried
A memory I shouldn’t carry
Whispers that were meant for you
Were tossed around and misunderstood
The sea that separates us
Is the distance between love and trust
None of this is true
I’m really only living through you
I could show you where I died
Before you brought me back to life
Some things should stay buried
A memory I shouldn’t carry
Messages you sent to me
Are lost in the fog of a dream
A velvet curtain closes
I hope to see you when it opens
None of this is true
I’m really only living through you
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Late Night DJ
04:19
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You offer me a cigarette
I tell you all my secrets
Oh god, that sound is the sound of truth
I’ve never met anyone like you
You’re a holiday from every broken dream
I don’t know what you see in me
Every time you cry
The music will be by your side
Do you ever feel like the late night DJ is the only one
Who understands the way you feel when they play your song
You offer me another cigarette
I tell you all my secrets
Let the needle drop down
I’m only living when you’re around
You’re a holiday from every broken dream
I don’t know what you see in me
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10. |
Novena
03:28
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I’ll wait for you in the vestibule
Segredos e desejos
Violets in hand at the back of the school
Segredos e desejos
You call it a ceremony of lust
Segredos e desejos
We haven’t any secrets when the candles are hushed
Eu quero ser adorado
I’ve got nine days until I see you
It’s a desperate novena
You hid from the party, I hid from myself
Segredos e desejos
It was more about the velvet than the shards of glass
Segredos e desejos
Crying in the back of the ambulance
Segredos e desejos
You swore your mother would never understand
Eu quero ser adorado
I’ve got nine days until I see you
It’s a desperate novena
Eu quero ser adorado
Under unfaithful constellations
I write this letter for your eyes alone
I will never forget the way you buttoned that top button
And said goodbye with a glance through a heaven of darkness
Now the snow outside my window has left me a recluse
And the stars outside my window, they whisper without end:
“This was supposed to be the next part of our dream
This was supposed to be our novena”
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