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Sparrow
05:00
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Lost and gone, and every passing moment takes me further away.
I don't feel clean, I don't feel sane.
Every day is a stepping stone, I only step where I can stand.
I guess I've got some options, but not the ones I planned.
I'm gravitating back and forth inside my head - everything is changing now.
I didn't know it was so visible. I didn't know you could feel me radiating madness.
I was silently screaming, quietly seething, violently breathing, and hopelessly dreaming... I guess I wasn't so subtle after all.
I closed my eyes and I was boundless - I was infinite and pure.
I knew no limits spinning circles around the sun.
There was no disconnect, no sleepless nights, no burning wreck.
My God, who have I become now?
I felt the love; I felt the hatred destroying all that I've created.
You didn't know that I could see it too. You didn't know I could feel you - frustrated and confused.
Were you calm and composed, or were you ready to blow?
Were you collected and level, or were you dying to know?
I guess you weren't so subtle after all.
I know I promised when you asked me; I said that everything was fine.
But I could not tell you if I wanted - words can't capture it quite right.
Now every day I feel this growing, I feel the fire in my words.
You caught the flames that I've been throwing.
I'm sorry. It's absurd.
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Nova
04:31
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I woke up in a brand new world, with a changed perspective and a few different ideas.
I woke up in a brand new world, with a blank slate even after twenty years.
The trees bend to me, it all disappears.
I learned how breathe again, believe again, to crawl, and walk, and fly.
I learned how to let that darkness die.
In that moment I felt it—unbroken, connected, alive.
Unlimited in its imminence, we were alive.
That moment lasted lifetimes. The sun and the sky were laughing at my clouds.
I could not feel clouded anymore. The breeze swept those words right out from my mouth.
The breeze swept those words right from my mouth.
And despite all my engraved convictions—my cynical, stupid decisions.
I found resolve, restored my vision.
On top of that rock… we were fucking free.
In that moment, my whole world was freed.
Everything will be okay, everything will be fine.
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Forgotten
04:45
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So pick your poison out and let me have a taste.
I’ve been dying to try it for a while.
I’ve been dying to fill up empty space.
It’s just been stretching on for miles.
I won’t let it go to waste.
You’re not wasting away.
You’re trying just to keep me guessing—but I am not a stable ship.
I am not innocent.
Get out of my head, or build your home in my body.
I’ve been drowning in details I create for myself.
I breathe with steel in my side, I’ve got so much to hide.
I’m so disconnected.
I’ve had a taste of your poison, now I can’t have anything else.
I drink it like it’s water, I can feel it in myself.
I’d put my fist through this wall just to feel something else.
You’re trying just to keep me guessing—but I am not a stable ship.
Still, I taste the trust on your lips.
I’ve made peace, I’ve paid my penance, I’m doing everything I can.
Transcend the ruins of my essence… does she feel them in her hands?
I’m one contaminated presence—I don’t think you understand.
I’ve lost control. I’ve learned no lessons.
I am shaking where I stand.
I know you’ll cling to your convictions until I rip them from your hands.
And turn my fantasies and fictions into words you’ll understand.
But I’m getting sick to death of searching—there’s only so much I can see.
I feel this distance like a sickness.
It’s infecting you and me.
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Tidal Waves
04:26
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I don’t understand how I can feel so alive.
In one moment be flooded by everything I see.
Face to face with something ineffable and haunting.
Watching clouds eat the stars.
Rubbing dirt in my scars.
Suddenly, I succumb to something darker and consuming.
It’s like liquid—the way it moves right through me.
It took tidal waves to tear me down from you.
You were pushing pretty goddamn hard.
Well, it seems that I’ve lost myself once again to some soul-sucking something.
That storm swept us up in the midst of its might, and it peeled our skin back into nothing.
But I’m still here; yeah there’s a monster inside and he’s losing his mind.
There’s a monster inside and he’s losing his mind.
Don’t look at me.
Keep your eyes on your feet and your tongue in your teeth.
It spent one million months on the tip of my tongue.
But all I could manage was… “nothing.”
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Red Hook
03:55
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The sea begins to whisper soft and sweet into our sails.
There are horizons to be taken, at our disposal lies the promise of the sea.
I can’t help but shiver at the sight.
There’s something looming in the distance—slowly swallowing the night.
I don’t think the Captain knows.
I don’t think the Captain knows.
We’re sailing right towards the storm, and the crew’s misinformed.
And nobody is shore and I don’t think the Captain knows.
The ocean is angry, it’s tearing holes in our ship.
I’m staring blankly out to sea, I feel my soul begin to rip.
I think the Captain knows.
I think the Captain knows.
That our ship will soon sink, and our crew is on the brink.
But what actions to take? I think the Captain knows.
Our ship splinters. The sails wither.
And still, our Captain is missing in action.
Where are you now?
We are fighting for our lives; these waves have beat our bodies down.
Still we fight.
I know the Captain knows.
I know the Captain knows.
But he’s indifferent to this mess. He’s sailed us right into our deaths.
And so, we take our last breaths.
And we are swallowed by the fury of the storm.
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Slim Fortune
04:09
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Strung out in between the pattern and the paint.
I want gasoline.
One match is all it takes to create a deathless new foundation that shakes when I shake.
Until I tear it down again after all.
It’s a little too close to call, it’s a little too close to really try at all.
So, keep the knots tied, keep the knots tied tight.
And let the pieces fall.
What lessons lie buried beneath your skin?
Waiting it out until the time is right—on and on, and on.
So patiently, on and on.
To break away from it all.
I tried so hard to do everything right.
I guess I tried a little too hard tonight.
You said I’ve got a slim fortune, nothing else in sight.
I’ve got a slim fortune, but I’ll still be alright.
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Lionstone
03:49
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Get out of town, cause you and I both know that you'll always have your own direction to go.
Just one more.
Another Lionstone, you're underneath the weather.
Create your own bad habits while the trees make shade and we never really change, we just hang out in the shade.
Second guessing... This is exactly as deep as you choose, and you'll choose.
Stare right through the blinds, and you wonder. What's going to happen?
Feeling for your lies, for honesty for just one night, and it happens.
Truth be told I'm telling truths, but reality was never fun for you, and it happens.
And I fell.
Just one more Lionstone.
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8. |
Everybody's Uncertain
04:01
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I realized what waking up was today. Open eyes, check time, and space.
So I made myself some coffee, with a kick. Had a sip and forgot to finish it.
Who are you to complain? You're not anything but sane. You've got thoughts you don't hide, now to me that all sounds fine.
Sometimes it's all just waiting to hit the ground. These branches keep falling down without any wind.
Who am I to complain? I'm not anything but sane. I've got thoughts I don't hide, now to me that all sounds fine.
Fine.
These branches keep falling down.
I realized what waking up was today.
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Idioento Carmel, New York
Documentary: vimeo.com/204258768
Vocals: Shane
Guitar/ Vocals: Keith
Guitar: Justin
Bass: Rudy
Drums: Kenny
Rock band from Carmel, N.Y.
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