1. |
The Places We Sleep
02:09
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Tonight I know you’ll stumble home with someone else
Your drunken slurs are no longer mine
But if you end up in the gutter, I hope she keeps you warm
I never meant to leave you in the cold.
I've slept behind dumpsters and I've slept on trains
I've slept under bridges with the homebum’s dreams
I've slept in vans parked on the street
But it's in this empty bed I cannot sleep.
And I don't know where you are tonight
wherever it is, I hope she’s nice
But even when she holds you tight
I hope you think of me
I've slept behind dumpsters and I've slept on trains
I've slept under bridges with the homebum’s dreams
I've slept in vans parked on the street
But it's in this empty bed I cannot sleep
I remember the look in your eyes
When I knew it’d be the very last time
And I thought I was doing you right
But when you sleep, I hope you dream of me
I've slept behind dumpsters and I've slept on trains,
I've slept under bridges with the homebum’s dreams
I've slept in vans parked on the street
But it's in this empty bed I cannot sleep.
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2. |
No Love Lost
02:32
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I shouldn’t be angry but I am
I did this to myself and there ain’t no one else to blame
No one can hurt me like I do,
And I knew that I was in for it when I set my heart on you.
They say in time that memories fade
But I hope these will remain
They say in time that people change
But I hope we stay the same
I shouldn’t be upset but I am
Because I'm holding back tears
Instead of holding your hand
They say in time that memories fade
But I hope these will remain
They stay in time that people change
But I hope we stay the same
It's not always forever after
Especially not for us
But just because we’re not together
Doesn’t mean it wasn’t love
It's too easy to be bitter
But Id never give you up
Just so you know
They say in time that memories fade
But I hope these will remain
They say in time that people change
But part of me hopes
That we always stay the same
Woah, I hope we stay the same.
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3. |
Grow Up//Get Down
02:04
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The beer I had for breakfast is fucking with my memory
And it's so bright out that I can hardly see
The money in my wallet’s gone
There's scrapes on both my knees
And don’t know how I got home last night.
Most nights I drink myself to sleep
And every day since you left me
I'm just trying to survive
Just tryna take things day by day
And pick my fights
Another scrape, another bruise
Start to fade away
It feels like we were teenage
Only yesterday
They say that we’re just growing up
At least that's what we’re told
But I know, we’re just growing old.
The beer I had for breakfast is fucking with my memory
And it's so bright out that I can hardly see
The money in my wallet’s gone
There's scrapes on both my knees
And don’t know how I got home last night.
I've eaten ramen for at least a week
I've got holes in all my teeth
The bills are due, my truck’s broke down
And I've lost the will to fight
Sometimes it feels like my dog’s my only friend
In this fucking life.
Another day another dollar
Or was it just a dime?
We like to think we’re doing more
Than just wasting time
They say that we’re just growing up,
At least that’s what we’re told
But I know, yeah I know, oh I know
We’re just getting old
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4. |
To The Birds
02:05
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As the cranes go up and the houses fall
There’s nothing left for us at all
After its all been sold
We fight because its all we know
Of the places that we once called home
They’ll pick their teeth with this city’s bones.
If I die, throw my body on the hillside
Feed me to the birds
So I might fly, back home to you
And we’ll make our voices heard
We’ll wait for when they least expect
And we’ll take this city back
They turned the rivers into airways
Built condos next to the trains
Until we’re all that remains
Fading memories of the squats
And the times when we were “us”
When we weren’t poor, we were just “upper crust”
I still can’t let it go
So if I die, throw my body on the hillside
Feed me to the birds
So I might fly, back home to you
And we’ll make our voices heard
We’ll wait for when they least expect
And we’ll take this city back
X2
Take this city back!
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5. |
Execution of Bitterness
02:36
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I can't let go, I can’t forget
Cause you’re in my head
And in my dreams, I'm still in your bed
And I'm glad that all your dreams came true
But my dream, my dream was you.
I drive past your house at night
Just to know you're there
And leave you gifts I find
Just to show I care
You don’t even seem to know
That with each day my love still grows
I try not to call at night,
But here I am
I try just to let you go,
But here I stand
Can’t let you walk on by
Without one last dance
Can't let you leave here,
Bein’ someone else’s man.
I can't let go, I can't forget
Because in my dreams, I'm still in your bed
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6. |
Useful Idiots
01:35
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I think about the old friends
It seems they’re all but gone
I guess they weren’t made for this world after all
You could say it was the booze
Or say it was the cops
Maybe it’s the drugs
Or just our shitty jobs
They say the road to hell is
Paved with good intentions
I remember promises
And every dream you mentioned
But there’s no use in losing sleep
Over what we’ve lost
When those days
Are dead and gone
I think back to the houses
I think about the squats
About the streets where we used to busk
About the dogs that saved up
And what our freedom cost
Its hard not to miss those days
Now that theyre gone
Dead and gone
Dead and gone
Dead and gone
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7. |
The Crowd (cover)
02:06
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Pigeon Seattle, Washington
Guitars: Robert and Jay
Drums: Jon Hurt
Bass: Andy
Vocals & Lyrics: Leilani
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