1. |
Waltz In The High Castle
02:08
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the transgressions of the past
resonate within my head
the flags I see risen
once stood still at half-mast
in this state of raw confusion
in the high castle of man's deceit
is it just a denial of my own weakness
or acceptance of our collective defeat?
do we seek refuge under these ideals?
do we strive to redo what they tried to forget?
in this state of high anxiety
tortured by the voices of the tamed
we are enslaved by
shadows of the things that were
frailty of the things that are
horror of the things to come
will the repercussions be the same?
will two rights make a wrong once again?
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2. |
Open The Last Bottle
01:49
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skimming through the pages
of a shameful travesty
dusting off the shelves
in relentless ecstasy
forced myself to choose
it all comes back now
rewinding and repeating
the bleak, vague memories
swallowing the pain
embracing with regret
a well known ill destiny
still I try to be
what I want to forget
last wish
last sign
last kiss
one last time
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3. |
Father's Deeds
02:14
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tell me father
do you ever rest in your sleep?
what you saw, now we painfully reap
I love who you are
but I don't like what you did
I understand why
but I can't help imagining
how different life we would've lived
different faces of this lovely man
paint the canvas dry
looks like something always vague
that's stirring up inside
it will make you cry
what he's seen
where he's been
when he left us in this pain of
war
- our war never stopped -
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4. |
Shadow Charades
03:13
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a ball, no, a carnival
I am yours, my dear
we will rejoice forever
or so I thought
but you were here just for the feast
for praises, pleasure, applause
it's a masquerade
a pathetic play of delusion
madness in disguise
it's a fraud
a wry, crooked pledge
deceiving lust stained eyes
forlorn walls sink into decay
just like your vows
just like my trust
just like our songs
just like you and I
our silhouettes, they dance
(the same old waltz)
and as I watch them fade
(a scornful embrace)
I still lie to myself
(at the brink of reason)
how I want to be here
(in thy cage)
release the pyre
pour my blood over embers
silence them
raise the gallows
hang this flesh
and let it rot
itchy tears
etching fears
skin tears up
but there is no way out
ballroom is in ruins
and only feeble echo remains
our silhouettes
they tear each other apart
and as I watch them burn
it seems that I always knew
I was never really yours
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5. |
Mother's Words
01:28
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"tell me my son
who you will be
when my bones give up
when my heart fails to beat?"
"are you going to change
for better or for worse?"
please mom shake my hand
and sign the truce
"I will son but not because you said so
but because I've tried to be the person you once saw
and held for the first time
oh my son
oh my child
life is so hard"
you did well mom
hold me close now
'cause there's no time
there's less and less time
to say goodbye
what I heard as a boy
(I never listened, never tried to care)
now I fear as a man
(as I twist and turn around what's left of me)
I remember your words, you said
"someday you'll be the man I always knew you will be"
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6. |
The Notebook
01:32
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maybe it was just our young minds
or just the vibe of those times
maybe something was messing with my head
or we watched too much Evil Dead
I don't know if I believe it anymore
most of it was just to fill the pages
we didn't care that much anyway
but that orange light and the skull
it was always there
as years went by, I told you I lied
about most things
and if you were equally honest with me
on one thing we'll always agree
something did come down from that tree
at times I look back
sometimes I drive by
but the face in that window
never went away
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7. |
5 Sunset Blvd.
01:24
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another sunset, another day
mom still doesn't close the door
leading to the backyard
they say it goes away
but it doesn't
I've never felt this way before
and I don't live here anymore
but every sunset feels so hard
another thousand memories
another thousand wishes
of watching those
another thousand sunsets
sparrows still sing
and I still cling
to the thoughts of spending
our sunsets with you
and I know that you have found
what you were looking for
and I know that one day
we will watch the sunset together again
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8. |
Moment Of Inertia
01:43
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it was never about what
you claim it was
it was never about you
and you
were never about it too
confused and lost
threatened by what's "new"
not aware that you
were confused back then too
ranting about the old days
when it was "meaningful"
but you were never a part
of anything memorable
moment of inertia
adjusting your tolerance
on the scale of convenience
revealing fear and prejudice
lowering your relevance
it was always a known
and a valid cause
I'm sorry to tell you but
it's true
the only problem is you
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9. |
Burden Of Comfort
01:49
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weary are the eyes
that stare at the cracks
of shaken foundations
and sleepless nights
strange is the tale
that stops all the clocks
of deep scars and burning love
ignoring the images
buried below
I'm holding on to the comfort of home
that became my burden a long time ago
that has embodied everything I know
rejecting the curse
in flesh bestowed
I'm holding on to the vision of joy
the moment of peace a slight from my grasp
the mind is willing but the limbs let go
constant collisions of these wishful thoughts
faithfully drowning in the wells of remorse
stained by the customs that set us apart
(we try to break it) this tragic condition
(but we hear it from afar) the echo of loss
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10. |
Lovers. Loners. Losers.
04:34
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ashes of spring garnish the road
lights grow dimmer in summer's woe
winds of autumn will cover our tracks
quenching our fire under midwinter snow
tracking the footprints of thousands before
solemnly seeking our desolate home
destined to witness the frailty of time
forever we're bound to harbors unknown
lost in these moments we veil our contempt
not going anywhere but we know where we go
with clenched fists we make our lament
unaware who we are but we are what we know
and that's what we'll always be
a constant curse for you and me
and that's what they'll never see
the rule of three, our legacy
lovers.
loners.
losers.
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