These are the words I couldn’t find
When you left me
At the station
You’ve let the apathy uproot
Your convictions
And aspirations
You gave up your inner fire
For the flare
of self-sedation
Oh, in a city of phantoms
No faces, no anthems
I had nothing to fight for
But god, you make me want to shake you
I’ll save you, I’ll save you
I’ll make you better
(That’s what I’ll tell myself)
Two lonesome eyes watched my descent
In a mural
At the station
I felt the platform in my knees
With a sullen
Reverberation
And the train pulled in
And I stepped aboard:
Assimilation
Oh, in a city of phantoms
No faces, no anthems
I had nothing to fight for
But god, you make me want to shake you
I’ll save you, I’ll save you
I’ll make you better
(That’s what I’ll tell myself)
Under the city it’s rolling, it’s rolling, it’s rolling in
(Were you ever there at all? Were you?)
Oh, in a city of phantoms
No faces, no anthems
There was nothing to fight for
But god, you make me want to shake you
I’ll save you, I’ll save you
I’ll make you better
(That’s what I’ll tell myself)
I keep a copy in my mind
Of your brighter
Incarnation
If you ever want it back
Come and find me
At the station, at the station
credits
from FLOWERTEETH,
released February 10, 2016
Lyrics and music by Nick Bassman
Vocals by Nick Bassman, Rebecca Rand, Malcolm Gottesman, and Joshua Paterson
Instrumentals by Nick Bassman, Rebecca Rand, Malcolm Gottesman, and Joshua Paterson.
Engineered and Produced by Matthew Tye of the Bumblebeast Mobile Recording Studio
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