1. |
I Want To Be A Star
05:45
|
|||
|
No one seems to look at me
Like you do on the silver screen
I fall in love and fall into my seat
And nonquixoticly we
Oh
We know
We don't need a conversation
Have you
Run your fingers down my eyes
Undressed the lines I memorized
A life I've lived a million times
In independent film
Oh
We know
We don't need the complications
Don't you know that
You got me going the same
It's a shame that I don't know who you are
I could live forever
Call your name
Credits rolling and I want to be a star
Not much that we can do except
Please be kind, rewind
And I could live forever
Call your name
Credits rolling and I want to be a star
It's everything new
Getting lost in a view
No, no, no, no
I can't keep my eyes away from your emotion
Peeling fabric off the seats
And peeling back my heart again
But oh
We know
We don't need a conversation
Don't you know that
You got me going the same
It's a shame that I don't know who you are
I could live forever
Call your name
Credits rolling and I want to be a star
Not much that we can do except
Please be kind, rewind
And I could live forever
Call your name
Credits rolling and I want to be a star
|
||||
2. |
Carousel
07:23
|
|||
|
It's an odd sort of way
When there's nothing to say
But you know her
Not quite awake
But not starting your day 'till it's over
Keeping a well-oiled heart
And coming too close to the start
There's a long line of cars
That have gone way too far to start over
It was meant to be as it always has before, forever
There's some nice words left to stay
But the slides are still in place
Wherever they may be
But I'm keeping a well-oiled heart
And coming too close to the start
And there's a long line of cars
That have gone way too far to start over
All right now
Oh my love
Did it have to be so different?
It goes against reason
To make promises in method acting
Oh my love
Can you hear the silence coming?
It's never that easy
To hear the turning around
Of the love, the laughs
The hot in the head
It's bright, it's red
What was that you said?
And your face, your eyes
And everything fine
Night after night
It's proximity wine
It's alive and I'm dead
What was that you said?
I was watching the traffic lights go green to red
As you keep growing colder
And I'm losing interest
I'll do it again
But with new goddamn pictures
|
||||
3. |
After The View
07:00
|
|||
|
I've been driving for so long alive
And I'm here and you are there
And I've heard, and I've seen
Something real enough to be a dream
But it's only me
Cause when the lights fade in
And the sounds fade out
There is not that much
That I could be without when it's
Home where I can sleep without my bones
Can't stop from looking back
Can't stop from watching the tapes
I say that time in motion feels like something to save
But my eyes are fixed on what's after the view
But sometimes when i get away
When I'm staying out
And I stay awake
And I learn from you
That there is not a thing I could be without
I know that I would miss everything about this
With someone new
And so I look into a sunset, and I feel real old
And it is looking back at me like it is calling me home
And some part of what I see breaks down on short stretches of I-90
That's all I am and where I'll be
The traffic, fabric from the seats
I'm missing something I can't see
That's all I am, that's all I'll be
That's all, that's all, that's all, that's all
That's all I am, that's all I am
That's all, that's all, that's all, that's all
That's all, that's all, that's all, that's all
That's all, that's all, that's all I am
That's all, that's all, that's all I am
That's all I am, that's all I am
That's all, that's all, that's all, that's all
That's all I am, that's all, that's all
That's all I am, that's all, that's all
That's all, that's all, that's all I am
That's all, that's all, that's all, that's all
|
||||
The Stone Lows Rochester, New York
Hailing from Rochester, New York, The Stone Lows are comprised of singer/guitarist Liam James Welch, bassist Henry O’Brien, guitarist Edward McAndrew, and Alexander Klick on drums. At a glance, The Stone Lows are a band that seem to relish the idea of never creating the same music twice, but with a closer look, they chase the sounds they enjoy, from pop to prog rock to neo-psychedelia ... more
If you like The Stone Lows, you may also like:
Delightful, freewheeling noise pop where clouds of guitar encircle heavenly, far-off vocals.
go to album
The gorgeous new dreampop LP from Persica 3 is split into two halves, the first swirling and shoegazey, the latter quieter and moodier.
go to album
And Those Who Were Seen Dancing
by Tess Parks
Tess Parks returns with a record of fuzzed out neo-psychedelia full of sugary melodies that drone and hypnotize.
go to album
Delightful and delirious shoegaze from this NYC group, with syrupy guitars and dreamy vocals.
go to album
You Are Love And I Am You
by The Parlor
New York indie pop duo embark on an ambitious, ecstatic spirit quest, crafted with continuous listening in mind; a dreamy, rewarding loop.
go to album
Gorgeous psych pop as big and sprawling as a clear summer sky, with vocal melodies that swoop and dive.
go to album
Introduction to The Squirez
by The Squirez
This upbeat debut serves as an introduction to the Sioux Falls, South Dakota-based alternative band.
go to album
