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new books
02:19
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sun is changing my skin
gets worse when i'm in town again
my bike won't ever get fixed
eighteen
seven thirty three
three sevens above my knee
when i read his letters now
i know what he smells like
i guess our bodies matter
eighteen
seven thirty three
three sevens above my knee
jason bought me a new book
printed on you
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2. |
about my sister
02:53
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something 'bout my sister
her name is written in a book
something in her voice
we praise God
and ask Him about pain
something in her eyes
she knows what He meant
when He said He wept
papercuts in the dogears
trade your books for The Cross
nothing breaks your heart
like a lie from a mouth that has tasted
Truth
nothing makes you want to die
like a strained muscle
in the Body of Christ
well, i thank God for the suffering
of bread and wine
papercuts in the dogears
trade your books for The Cross
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3. |
in front of my friends
05:00
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notice that we both need haircuts
notice that we both need haircuts
finally on the same wavelength
saw an idol, and i'm cryin' "stand up"
i don't want to die in front of my friends
i don't want to die in front of them
kind of a selfish way to go, em
kind of a selfish way
tried to wash it off in the gold rush
but my boots caught in denver
tried to move on past, if i'm honest
by my body's caught by His Word
i don't want to die in front of my friends
i don't want to die in front of them
kind of a selfish way to go, em
kind of a selfish way
i don't want to die in front of my friends
i don't want to die in front of them
kind of a selfish way to go, em, kind of a selfish way
sleeping with my handwriting by your bed
what kind of dreams have you been havin' friend?
lay in the grass and tell me why it's not fair
"i'm so sorry"
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4. |
means nothing
02:06
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smoking a lot in my head
something without poison
he's doing heroin
i'm on the goshdarned worship band
i bleed for mine; my blood
i bleed for mine; my blood
every family named
under His name
my blood means nothing
my blood means nothing
can't swear by it
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5. |
if i believed
03:44
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choking on my past lives
where i hid behind my youth
bone has been separated
from my flesh
i thank Him it has all been seen
it has all been seen
youth is no such thing
i will never gain another year
with soot up my nose i'm always
spitting
always
snake get crushed
i have moved enough
i want to be in bed with my man
three weeks i slept on different floors
and i wept for vows
never see my neighbor
and i know it's my fault
that he's not out there
maybe he's drawing a lot?
Jesus, forgive me
snake get crushed
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6. |
cryin'
04:57
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cryin' on my break at work
feelin' the tug through my friends
who aren't here
sage underneath my tongue
black pepper cracked in my gums
got me believing in wavelengths
got me believing in God
hold you, hold you, hold you
hold it, hold it, b-x is whining
i can't believe how scared i am
now my mouth is dry
now i'm gagging
cryin' over some girl downtown
i thought i liked to drink
but i think i just like
i'm hungry, i'm hungry, i'm hungry
but i won't eat until it's time
i know it, i know it, i already know
you taste like salt and spices
tryin' to dry my eyes
before i go upstairs
all you had to do was ask
now i'm in your arms in the kitchen
i sport a black eye and a Bible
i won't say i'm
i believe in Jesus
selfishly i like to call my loved ones
so i hear their voices
praying through the hesitation
all your silence is an "Amen"
i won't say i'm sorry
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7. |
on the phone
04:00
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i have no more wants
my passions cold
i'm free
all of my thanks, and Praise and Glory Be
you're on the phone with your dad
you're on the phone with your dad
you know i loved you, but this is so big
we're picking out names
just when i'm alright with death
i don't want to die
it is already and not yet
fold my hands in reverence to Advent
so Holy, Loving; detachment
giving into my mind
it says this is nothing
in the backyard she shows her new dress
going inside for a rootbeer float for the first time
my spirit tells me this is heaven
this is heaven
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