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Into
02:53
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I forgot how you grow
Though I’m with you everyday
You’re bittering head in the palm of my hand
I am here with you, and here I’ll stay
You are my faint light glow
Row me to the murky grey
We’re closer to heaven than ever to land
I’ll need you close, you guide the way
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All Along
03:13
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I want to be by myself, don't leave me by myself
All alone, all along, all alone
I can't reach to the top shelf, leave me to the top shelf
All alone, all along, all alone
I want to be by myself, don't leave me by myself
All alone, all along, all alone
I'm still here, barely here
Hiding from lightning
I still fear, always fear
Hoping for fighting
And if you're near, drawing near
Please just say something
I'm still here, barely here
All alone, Allah
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Leave
03:13
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One more from the decanter
To stifle all of the banter
With yourself
On your floor
You can't even hold me
You can't even hold me
Leave your care
Leave it right there
next to me
Are your non-diegetics
scripted in my genetics
and will they speak
from my floor
You could have told me
You could have told me
Leave your care
Leave it right there
next to me
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To Be Forgiven
04:28
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Some things are better left undiscovered
Like where you've come from
when your heart is
where you're at
There are things not anyone
Should ever feel
Like the pain of missing someone
You've never met
You don't have to be sorry
You don't have to be
You don't have to be anything
You don't have to be sorry
To be forgiven
You don't have to be anything
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Mama
03:20
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Figs under the apple tree
She treasured while biding
Abashed thinning of a book
Gifted by bones exacting
Their calloused hunt
Your tender feet chasing me
Through thoughts and arteries
You’ve claimed a stack of her love
Gracious as an old gas leak
Sighing her name
Run and run while
Nothing’s behind you, child
Today’s the day she would say
In the morning where you lay
Kissing your cheek tenderly
Brushing your hair wishfully
Mama
She turned off the lights and asked
Pupil now do you see?
My body’s gone, yet my voice
splits the dark as ax to tree
Swung low those arms casting stones
Like pine in the mill saw
Dust settles on the spindle
Rabbets hanging by the jaw
Gnawing through dovetails
Rearrange the bones
Tearing towards hell composed
Today’s the day she will say
In the morning where you’ll lay
Kissing your cheek tenderly
Brushing your hair wishfully
Mama
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Charlie Moore Austin, Texas
Charlie Moore is a message to my blood parents to hear how I feel and what has become of my life since leaving.
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