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All Sensory...
02:39
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Salvation,
It washes over me
Sensation
Unlock my sensory
When it comes so close
Salvation,
It washes over me
Frustration
Unblock my sensory
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Hold the stars I'd let go
Come back to the town you know
Taking on the world takes it's toll
Get back again then feel whole
Kiss the girl, love her more
Stop questioning what it's for
Jump in the spring, take a dive
Understand that you're alive
Take your time and you'll discern
That you burn to love, love get burned
If you take it all in its full
Then your worst moments are beautiful
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Essentially Existential
03:52
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I said now maybe
I'll be the next one coming over
But I bet you'll be doubting it
Even more than I believe it
I said now maybe
She's gonna find another lover
But I don't want her to be comfortable
Anywhere that's not my arms
I said now maybe
I should be happy to be breathing air
Rug burned knees but not much worse for wear
As if my mind would ever let me
I said now maybe
She'll share a friend under the covers
But I don't want her to be vulnerable
To anything that's not my charm
Grow old then waste away with me
But I can't account for all that you suffer now
Essentially Existentially
American life can't be considered carefree
When all of these persons take things so personally
I keep her in mind when I can't speak I worry
But I can't seem to live much less than seriously
When I don't want her to be alone
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4. |
Missing the Carriage
03:38
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You sell yourself so sweet
You tell yourself that you'll get used to it
You sell yourself so sweet
You tell us all how we'll get used to it
She's got freckled cheeks
There's blood in your bedsheets
You sell yourself so sweet
You tell yourself that you'll get used to it
You sell yourself so sweet
You tell us all how we'll get used to it
She's got dimpled cheeks
There's blood in your bedsheets
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My Euphony
03:56
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She echoes in the forest's laughter
Cuts across to me
Is there a bridge there or just the sea?
She shines down like a night time lantern
Shining down to me
Is she a backlit, starlight canopy?
She'll breeze by a windy day
Can I see her from where I lay?
She waves to me the ocean
As she breaks on to the shore
Could I expect less, could I want more?
She opens like an envelope
Contents inside for me
Is she a letter content for me?
I'd be the water in her fall
Could be the painting on her wall
But she couldn't shut down, she should've known
That it wasn't perfect but it was our own
If she could've held on as long as me
She could've been my euphony
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Too Little, Too Late
03:43
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God damn your message
Yea I guess I've come undone
I lost an argument I thought I should've won
Good intentions only go
As far as they have come
And I guess after last time she thought I had none
Well you know that she's a different person now
Yea I know that she's a different person now
God damn all of my attempts
To reopen a door
That I had slammed on my own face just before
New lines and old corrections
Well they add up to none
Still I try to find a better way to one
Well you know that she's a different person now
Yea I know that she's a different person now
But did it ever occur to you
That I have changed to?
But I guess it's just too, little, too late
God damn these feelings
That I've held so long inside
Some will say they guess it's better that I tried
Good intentions only go
As far as they have come
And I guess that mine
Were never quite the pure ones
Well you know that she's a different person now
Yea I know that she's a different person now
But did it ever occur to you
That I have changed to?
But I guess it's just too, little, too late
But I guess it's just too, little, too late
Yea I know that I'm a little too late
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