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One Blue Drop
01:43
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Punk of Jazz
03:37
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My fellow
ambiguities and their relative fluctuations in time
make me my own worst enemy but enough about myself
I'd marry you tonight
but I am drunk
come tomorrow I'll just ask you as a friend
as we move through a concrete dream awake
how can I, how could you
break the code that's tattooed right there on our minds
that's one of the many things I'd like to bulldoze before I die
I don't need the light
to see your well oiled machine
I'm coming clean
Who am I, who are you
we are formless if what they say is really true
that a perpetual linear form does not exist
how can I, how could you
break the code that's tattooed right there on our minds
that's one of the many things I'd like to bulldoze before I die
I don't need the light
to see your well oiled machine
I'm coming clean
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Jetsam
03:49
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Stop waking up with fear in your head
there's blue sunny days with new music that's old
thinking you might finally be free, and me
I have found the meaning of the sea
you, and the sea
me, just days and me
looking at something
thinking nothing
I can't sit still I've got things to do
There's people around I've got to get in the scene
I want to explore some life with you
I have discovered the meaning of the sea
you, and the sea
me, just days and me
looking at something
thinking nothing
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4. |
Long Liquid Chain
03:35
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Something in me never wants anything to end
there's restless leg syndrome in my head
those endless drives, those sleepy days
I want to go to bed
you're like a toy I can turn you on
desperate lust I won't ward it off
I don't need you and you don't need me
so let's pray to a god that's so ungodly
I want to wake mornings and not think
I want to think and not sink
because I know there's a place on that long liquid chain
where we can link
You're a toy soldier the one that's a spy
but you're different, so different from the war
you can stand up tall, on my carpet and never fall
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5. |
Dreamstation
04:00
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I'm caught at dreamstation
don't know how
it's all disillusioned I'm desperate now
I can't find my friends who lie so near
I think someone's dead
can't I wake up now?
My car is a bird pecking my head
that playground is cursed with the undead
dream forces insist on adjusting my bed
because I'm haunted by words that you once said
Caught at dreamstation I don't know how
I'm watching me walking through eyebrows
I wake in a sweat that brittles my bones
I sleep in a net that they call home
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6. |
Red Sky
03:10
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7. |
Velvela
03:21
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8. |
Salty Mornings
03:05
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I am demonstrative action
I ask age old questions
should I keep on mopping up pain or
slide in next door and be free
my neighbor, she's a stranger
one that I quite often meet
I have made myself into a stranger so
I don't need company
I couldn't tell what her heart was made of
I just couldn't get a grip
so I touch a knife to wounds
that I woke up to one salty morning
yes I woke with one great shrug
no it doesn't ever make sense
that I woke to death from above
it was my neighbor in the flesh
and in all her graceful ways
she was drowning me
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9. |
Wax
02:54
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driving on the sun
going slow
got nowhere to go
time aint on my side
whether lose or win
thinking this might be the end
and it falls into place
like it always does
the shore is coming
but I'm keeping my cool
I think I know what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna do now
take another turn beyond the bridge
I will be waiting
with a smile for you
so deep in life
in my right mind
there's always time
there's no need to win
just to feel the sun
the shore is coming
but I'm keeping my cool
I think I know what I'm gonna do
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10. |
Cellophane Brain
00:55
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High Crimes Arcata, California
Four-piece group formed in October of 2013. Combining a psych rock ethic with jazz, indie, alternative, and punk, High
Crimes creates an oceanic plush of shimmery sound.
Members:
Kimmy Kennedy
Harrison Laver
Ben James
Alyssa Jung
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