Birds In Row - Gris Klein [Full Album 2022]

Lyrics to Gris Klein [Full Album 2022] by Birds In Row

Tracklist: 01. Water Wings I drew a few steps on the first street Jumped to a store locals named Million Ways To Fuck It Up It Seems we all wish to sell ourselves to a million offers Dozen letters in my pocket, from people I respect, and no way to write back: Return to sender, Attention not found Confusing loneliness for freedom, solitude for a serum, and complaints for poetry, I fell, I failed I betrayed the kid I kept safe from all counterfeit hopes and all the snakes wе swallow An aisle of silicon hands to shake and crush your throat Wherе do we go from here ? Water wings sell like balloon shaped hopes Where do we go from here ? A burden is a burden to the burdened They’d sell the limbless a course on how to sink with elegancy I took it back to the street, bought whatever they had, thought I should write down my dreams, A notebook by the bed In case I’m lucky tonight. Fantasized on how to beat regret. I’ll eventually crack it but you know me, I’ll just forget. And I almost find sleep. Pressing my eyes, watching colors, Summer for cold feet. Stains and tunnels, abstraction bores me, here no museums are free. I don’t want to be young I don’t want to be old enough to remember all the things I projected but never touched in fear of ruining dreams I don’t possess And these are dreams that I’ll never forgive Water wings of lead, they are dreams that I’ll never forgive 02. Daltonians Reality's a fraud My patience could use a doctor Sick of battles we’re not willing to chose Forced down our throats, king size bullshit to conquer There once was a saying About a tree and a forest, I guess I just took that one for granted: All my friends hate me, they voted for war All my friends hate me, they voted for war One hand to coax the cause One to beat up the symptoms A handful of bandaids on stage-4 tumors With bed sheets cancers just turn to ghosts I ain’t scared of the dark Just afraid of you Allergic to all uniforms? Prepare for a sick rash What is it you provе at the end of a gun? Since you chosе what I see Shoot me in the eye I have no use for it When we’re done stealing the walls Of our schools to erect prisons We could nerd out on facts And on tools to teach us kids how to listen All my friends hate me, they voted for war All my friends hate me, they voted for war One hand to coax the cause One to beat up the symptoms We’re daltonians in deep talks About colors we love You might also like Water Wings Birds In Row 15-38 Birds In Row Running Up That Hill (A Deal with God) Kate Bush I ain’t scared of the dark Just afraid of you I ain’t scared of the dark Just afraid of you Maybe one of them Maybe one of yours Not sure what it means Greens or reds or truth We all preach We all fall We all see We all know And if browns turn to grey And nuances fade away Comes the time to blame the pigment Allergic to uniforms Color-blind and friendless I’m going to war 03. Confettis 04. Noah (A road to darkness) (A road leading into darkness) (A road) There's a road leading into darkness It's got a rhythm, it's got a rhythm that no one can clap to You think you're free until you answer the call and all the claps of some fools just cover it up Come with me, come with me You're the dentist with no front teeth telling me how to smile How to brush it hard, brush it hard, and how to hide my insides A black hole with a tongue and much pride You're a monster, and you think you just offer enough Come with me, come with me Would you just come with me and see? How all love is meant to disappear on a road pavеd with laments Shredded bodiеs on shredded bodies Shredded bodies on shredded bodies, dead bodies on both sides And in the silence you hear the screams of all the true heroes who are done suffering for us Come with me, come with me We all lose a reason to smile when we take that one hike To the top of the hill and down to the depth to the valley of the vile You think you'll fix it with money? You think you'll fix it with money? Come with me, come with me Wouldn't we know about the hidden costs this road would be paved for us to dance And if we are too shy to dare, too shy to dare, there'd always be that one hand waving its money, waving the money, waving the money Please, come with me 'Cause I'm not sure we should dance The more we walk, the more it rains stories, stories, stories About a deluge above our heads How ridiculous we look, here, clapping our hands as the waters rise Piled up clothes of those we lost, frail barricades for frail fates They are candies inside the jaws sculpted on godly waves You say we'd be free with the money We'd be free with the money Fold your paper into an ark Godspeed Noah, I'm so glad you'll finally sink For there's no way out from here, there's no way out from here From a circle of pain to a circle of doubt to a circle of shame First monuments of water hide the sun, then they break and hit You might also like Cathedrals Birds In Row 15-38 Birds In Row Running Up That Hill (A Deal with God) Kate Bush And they'll take us all Where oxygen runs dry and gold won't buy room for any of us You think you'll fix it with money? You think you'll fix it with money? You think you'll fix it with money? You think you'll fix it with money? You think you'll fix it with money? You think you'll fix it with money? You think you'll fix it with money the will to give up and the big hole inside our chests? I don't know how you dance, but it looks romantic somehow The mesmerizing defence of what is left of our smiles, what is left of our smiles, what is left of our smiles I don't know how you dance, but it looks romantic somehow Two bodies under the rain, maybe kissing for the very last time It sounds romantic somehow, echoes inside my brain murmuring again and again and again and again and again and again: "You should have taken the money Should have taken the money, you fool" "You should have taken the money Should have taken the money, you fool" "You should have taken the money Should have taken the money, you fool" "You should have taken the money Should have taken the money, you fool" "You should have taken the money Should have taken the money Should have taken the money Should have taken the money Should have taken the money Should have taken the money" 05. Cathedrals How many years since I last saw you, the innocence in my closet? It doesn't mean more since you are gone Keep watching: I failed you at shining, I failed you at breathing, I failed you at growing alone Fuck your purity You still punish me with a smile Hundred nails on your casket and you still punish me with a smile Always learn On the wrong side of the beam, a bunch of rafters to unravel The carpenters of the unseen destroying frameworks of evil Always burn it all to the ground When it speaks in tongues of faith and rust We're cathedrals in flames, we're cathedrals of dust When I fight for myself I can fight for us You punished me with a smile I once was your slave, once your lover, once a fraud, once your mirror A smile to hide the insides, as if our insides had limits I'm drooling, I'm sweating, I'm pissing, I'm shitting my feelings on green carpets of love In your Eden of teeth It's our garden now, I see no forbidden fruit It's our garden now, I see no necks under your boots I'll feel at home again Millions of hands craft the gates of a world to change Under silver wings, angels of abandon still dancing They dance and they'll never stop We'll live of all the things we don't know we ignore The angels of abandon, they'll be waiting some more Fight for us 06. Nympheas To you, lover, growing flowers on plexiglas Your misspelled name in the papers folded a crown for their savior Burn the king and blaze your heart for us all There was a crack, there was a hole in the window and all that danced was the dust The dust and the feeling of abandon You are the dancers in sunlight, the waltz of one million sparks You are the sound of the choir Singing the days ahead, rising on peculiar lust I want to sing by your side, I want to burn this world down All older romances claimed dibs on the truth But nothing they say means a thing to you Like a wholе bunch of exes, they chant "you’d bеtter not forget" You run, you run, you run, you run No wonder why you feel so fucked up sometimes You’re chasing bright colors over dirty blues, singing praises to everyone but you There was a crack, there was a hole in the window and all I possessed was the dust And they put a price on its beauty 07. Grisaille 08. Trompe L'oeil 09. Rodin 10. Winter, Yet 11. Secession