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carousel
02:52
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cut away the ropes to this puppet i made
the host that got carried away
as my carousel keeps spinning round
yet again
holy light in my room
keeps me humming as i spin to my doom
off the rails and still out of tune with you
tired and nausous round yet again
take me back to the time
i convinced myself that you were truly mine
but i lost myself long down the line
to my grave down yet again
now hear as the sound
of my carousel spins around
to the day i'll never be found
i will be drowned in the end
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2. |
i'll be around
02:13
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i don't know where you've been
but i know where you went
and i'll be around
if you don't want me i'll be around
i've been getting so used to living so lonely
i've been my only company for so long
it's all i know now
so if all of my reasons for you are empty
i'll take atonement over my heart
cause if you don't want me i'll be around
i know you don't want me
so i'll be around
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3. |
losing feeling
02:51
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in our hometown
i was so lonely i couldn't come down
blood sparked my brain till i made the sound
of my own bitterness being drowned
it was so easier then
when my heart aches
i feel so distant we get erased
down the highway at night
a cold embrace strung out on daydreaming
into space i think i'm losing feeling
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4. |
stars
03:31
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these little walls have been coming down
ever since i met you
and maybe you thought you could figure me out
but we both know that's not true
this little car has been breaking down
but i'm almost home to you
and so you think i'll just sputter out
maybe in time you will too
and on a cold night like tonight
i'll watch the stars drifting by
i still think i could be one of them
but i don't have the gull to try
these old halls i've been walking down
every night in my dreams
i still see you when you're calling out
but you don't even know my name
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5. |
waltzing
02:22
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(instrumental)
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6. |
years pass
03:03
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i've been hit with something like a bullet in my head
years will pass and love will turn to death
conversations cave into abyss
somehow i'll be only left with this
there was a chance
ashes turned to concrete in my head
moments maybe never meant to last
out of time grant me one last kiss
somehow i'll be only left with this
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Fog Lake Glovertown, Newfoundland and Labrador
recording project of aaron powell from newfoundland, canada.
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