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Written by a Ghost
03:41
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I can feel a ghost crawling up my fingers
it’s telling me the things it wants me to write
I can feel my past, don’t want it to linger
if I don’t tell you I’m afraid that someone might
Every line and every note
of every song I ever wrote
It’s not about you, no it’s not about you
It was written by a ghost
Pacify don’t make them cry, it’s all laid out before you
mice and men don’t understand what make them fall
Close your eyes and lets pretend, that this is all about you
our lies are never quite as white as we recall
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2. |
Sheetrock
04:20
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I put my past in a sheetrock wall
after years had passed, I’d forgotten it all
Now I return to reclaim who I was
is it too late for me, too late for us?
So I put my fist right through this wall
just to tear it down
And as it all came down onto my bare feet
I could hear the sounds of new life
rising from the ashes of my past
Each scar I find gives me strength to look back
and learn.
As knuckles bleed, I try and see through squinted eyes,
what all went wrong
Pardon me, but could it be that all of this blood
is what makes us strong?
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3. |
Beyond the Shade
04:10
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As beautiful as the weather is
I cannot hide these elements inside my head
As peaceful as the river seems
these currents tear underneath and leave me broken
Where I come from love is like the sun
when I’m sitting in the shade,
I can only see it on the faces of the beautiful things
just outside my reach
I wish that I could take it back
the pain I hid, the truth unmasked
I pushed you away
I see you out beyond the shade
and suddenly my fear is replaced
Please come back
Where I come from love is like the sun
when I’m sitting in the shade,
I can only see it on the faces of the beautiful things
just outside my reach
The beautiful things reaching out to me
taking me to the top of the tree
Letting me see that grace is chasing me
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Torch
04:23
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With outstretched arms, I’ve held this torch
to keep away the dark
But my arms grow tired, and my heart’s grown cold
and I don’t know where you are
All this time I thought that I was strong
it’s clear to me now that I was wrong, so wrong
So I’ll bury this torch in the ground at my feet
and I’ll let the darkness come and consume all of me
Here I’ll find out who I was before I used my eyes to see
return to who I was when it was just me
I gave it all, all I had left to the love I once knew
Now sadly enough there is nothing left for me to give to you
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5. |
Made to Love
03:47
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We’ll wait till night to show off our devious sides
and prey upon the weak
And once they're dead, we’ll lay down our tired burdens
and pray our souls to keep
While we dream we realize, we’re not who we portray
our minds are flawed but our hearts are real
Oh God I was not made, I was not made to feel love this way
We’ll spend our days conversing, the who’s, the what’s, the when’s
follow up with nights alive and well with all of our sins
And as moments pass our hearts will ask what’s left to heal this pain
our souls will cry I wasn't made, oh God I was not made to feel love this way
I’ve found a way that seems much better,
just to love my sisters and my brothers
the way that you love me.
Unconditionally.
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6. |
Shapeshifter
05:06
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Pacing the floor is my move
don’t take what I have from me
Pile on the weight, slow and keep quiet
When you make noise your colors start to show
Pacing the floor to ease my mood,
and still I return to you
though it seems my conscience is quiet
inside my heart is screaming the truth
Shapeshifter I’ve been made wise
but I’ll keep quiet and return the favor with your same lies
I hear her voice quiet and comforting,
reminds me of where I belong
I look into the eyes of my brothers
I know that love is watching over me
Shapeshifter I’ve been made wise
but I’ll keep quiet, you’ve done me a favor
Once blinded by ignorance
Now I can see the sharp teeth behind that grin
A gust of good intentions
Blowing in the wrong direction
Hold on to what you know
And when the wind blows
Just enjoy the breeze
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7. |
Tomorrow's Song
04:36
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Tomorrow I’ll be a better man
I’ll shed this skin and dry my bones in the sun
Reassemble myself much better than the other times
I’d fallen apart.
Tomorrow will be a better day
I’ll lose my thoughts as I stare out at the sun
setting over horizons, places I’ve never been
but will have before I’m done
I’m sorry for the things I haven't done
excuses that I’ve made
I’ll lay this man to rest with the setting sun
in hopes that he will stay, in hopes that one day…
Here I stand a day late
and as some may say a dollar short of my dreams
but I’ll always have tomorrow
and that my friend is all the hope I’ll ever need
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8. |
Our Bullets are Words
04:51
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We build, and we build, and we build
until we have made the power to kill the most
From the sticks and the stones that we wield
to the fiery gods that we hold in our palms
we’ve built to kill
All we are is all we’ve ever known
it’s time we lay our weapons down
Our bullets are words, lets stop wounding each other
it’s time we lay our weapons down
We give, and we give, and we give
to a cause that’s not ours
Now we’re constantly spread too thin
What is the price that we pay
for turning our back and looking the other way?
Don’t look away.
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9. |
Stolen Water
04:06
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They say that stolen water is sweetest
that your best kept little secrets are the things you hide from me
But little do we know that we are living like the dead
one foot out of our mothers womb, the other in the grave
I don’t know how it’s solved
All I know is this feels wrong
God please come and make this right
This could be my last night
If you don't come and save me
Where have I turned wrong
these streets don’t seem familiar
the light in my eye is gone
and I’m holding on to pictures
maybe they will remind me
of the place that I called home
maybe they will remind me
that the person I am now is the person I’d disown
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10. |
Fear
03:55
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Fear will leave us where we are.
It’s the anchor buried deep beneath the surface of our lives,
attached by invisible chains, their metal forged from lies
Am I a catalyst for something beautiful or am I an architect of thoughts
that lead to my spirits demise?
Confronted with terrain of giants, how do I proceed?
Should I follow those who’ve gone before me
or spend the rest of my days in dreams?
Fear will leave us where we are.
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Strangerwolf Jacksonville, Florida
Rick Kennedy
Ryan Kennedy
Jeremy Blanton
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