homesick ep

by Nightjars

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a thunderstorm and three songs

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released June 25, 2015

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Track Name: georgetown, 20 june 2015, 8:00 pm
i didn't have an umbrella
Track Name: 17
well in that case i guess we'll hang around
till the warranty's run down
we'll just keep on moving house
till someone finds us out
we'll hide the scorch marks in the yard
the knots on our hearts
that's what makes us us

and on the cusp of 17
that's when the whole thing starts
the shaking visions, prophetic dreams,
the signs, the tattoos, and the scars
the message written in the sky
in chemtrails and in stars:
will - you - be - ours?

who is the birthday girl?
who's the lucky guy?
i am not a criminal
but which of you am i?

which of you am i?

if i broke this body, would they give me one that's mine? (x3)
would i be fine?

mysterious shape i saw at sunrise
before i went to school
i ate my toast and never told you
didn't wanna wake you too
the day it changed, the picket fence,
the grass, the cake, and the balloons –
was it for me or for you?

twisting and gasping, i
surface from a dream
one of us is crying
but which of us is me?

which of us is me?

if i broke this body on the cusp of 17 (x3)
would they give you back to me?

i am not a criminal
the message in the sky
blow out all the candles
which of them am i?

which of them am i?

if i broke this body (would they give me one that's mine?)
if i broke this body (on the cusp of 17)
if i broke this body (do you think that i'd be fine?)
if i broke this body (would they give you back to me?)

(give you back to me)
(on the cusp of 17)

would they give you back to me?
Track Name: homebody
marco polo, swimming blind
i touch the wall, i toe the line
the shallow end has made me numb

our mothers watch from waterside
i call and brace for your reply
and someone whispers "here she comes"

a cry as my hand finds your arm
but i've shut my eyes, i'll do no harm
no, no one can break the rules we've bent

much later in a moving car
all openmouthed i'll taste the dark around me
you can't go home again

marco polo, where you been?
i trace the roadmaps up again
oh, central valley, this time i'm too old

to throw a tantrum like a bride's bouquet
into a crowd, but that's okay
i'll hide it a place only i know

those times i wished that i was grown
i really wanted to be alone in silence
but to still feel loved
like maybe in the other room
could be someone with an i love you
if i needed it, if i needed love

love, love
if i needed love

like i needed love
love, love
if i needed love

is this insult? is it injury?
is it something else entirely?
it's different when i am on my own

this stasis-laced catastrophe
i never knew that i could be so homesick
without ever leaving home

i'm daniel in the lion's den
when will my pride come back again?
homebody, you'll have to start anew

and then alone in an unfamiliar room
i'll whisper out an i love you
and no one will ask who i'm talking to

cuz those times i wished that i was grown
i really wanted to be alone in silence
but to still feel loved
like maybe in the other room
could be someone with an i love you
if i needed it, if i needed love

love, love
if i needed love

like i needed love
love, love
if i needed
Track Name: balboa island
and then in darkness flying home i'll count my fingers in a dream
and i'll watch the cities passing under golden bursting at the seams
i'll pin those constellations to the ground until they leave me cold
this is the future, where i'm young, but oh my god, i feel so old

i feel so old
and young and tender and bold
and oh my god, i feel so old
god, i feel so old

it's 2 AM and we go wandering balboa island streets
the moon looks fake the houses made for dolls and everything's too neat
so we decide we're still on emma's couch but fallen fast asleep
and all these houses hold our memories

we're having the same dream
that's how it seems
you and steffi and rachel and me
and we'll wake up clean and we'll wake up complete

this world has libraries and unknown flying objects in the sky
and time's not real and all my dreams are fake and distance is a lie
and i'm too old and i'm too young and still i wanna tell the truth
that i don't want to be with Someone, i just wanna be with you

simple but true
if i make you happy too
then that's what we should do, should do
that's what we should do

that's what we should do
that's what we should do

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