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Wreckage

by Hello Whirled

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1.
light trees dropping the bombs, gone, and shooting the breeze we know it's a ruse but it's giving us something to do as we lead with no direction collecting our baggage in our open wounds they'll pray for us always but never reach out maybe we're not the heroes they say we are dead night they're hanging from branches, dangling down and yet nothing changed we're only in it for eventual pay big men busting our chops for their national campaigns with our faces proudly smiling at the unmarked graves of our friends that couldn't make it out they worship the ones they've forgotten about I guess we're not worth it we really are not if you won't hold up your agenda for us
2.
dug through carriages and hopeless marriages saving the last case of Cisco for later all that I had taken from me in physicality but in spirit she stays, in my pointless maze in my world where she didn't leave backed by popular demand she's reaching out her hand her eyes still blink as I, awake sit and wonder how I got so far from the old stability of structure and praise to scraping off the tar livid in lust, I complete myself only when the room's all cleaned and dry yet blind to the wreckage that's keeping me from free as far as I know, Julia's next to me
3.
free directions to the new appliance comes with purchase of a new compliance captivating to your old alliance and weakening she sits up, morning up into the bowl of her most important fruits tired of living her life too excitable ready to settle down all in a day's work for The Mother Gray up with a headache every day she bakes her thoughts into a muffin tray and watches it while she blows away
4.
walk it off to know you'll find refuge under the bushes under your car I know you're not very far I know you're not very far the weakened numbers on the porch crouched down beneath the stairs that'll take me there cutting off your hair blue eyes reflect the light from your room lightens up the street erasing dripping gloom I could watch you from here for hours but why wait for the prize? you left your door unlocked tonight so I'll see you inside see if you're still there how much will you care?
5.
we saw the new wave rising we heard the thunder roar we knew the end was coming we'd seen it all before we knew what we had to do to live, oh what I'd give as we wave at the coastline giving our condolences to the shore and we head home first past the vantage point a coat of shame we wear in arms past the ocean's little charms we crashed into the winter frozen above our shaking heads we opened the trunk into the summer and crafted our own little makeshift beds it took a week but we made it to autumn to spring into action, we would be okay looking back at the end, we knew we would be fine but to live another day, I still dream of the coastline…
6.
the clouds are gone and you wonder why how you let your finest hour slip by and the money's still here but the product's gone and you're out of ways to turn you on you needed love but you couldn't find the right one you needed to emote but you couldn't fight one you needed a fix but you couldn't light one you're taking the daggers for the bright one your dry mouth is crumbling onto the floor and you're finding skin you hadn't seen before were you dazed for a year living as a whore? getting by on a good time that was really a chore?
7.
in an air-conditioned suburban apartment legs hunched over and drifting off all letting down in a puddle of plumage quite enough for her to creep a yawn there's a lot out there but what the fuck do I know about beauty? lying on the carpet surrounded by light taking in heat like a hyacinth gold heart in water, drowned deep in my soul fazed inside my labyrinth there's a lot out there are my sights too small? do I know shit about beauty at all? 47 is waiting down the hall phone's still ringing but it's not me liberation's tempting but I don't want to break them too scared of others to just run free maybe it's better that they don't know my face knowing I'm into but taking the ace
8.
when the moneys gone well meet back here in the sun when were not having any fun hand me your gun and well get it done inner beauty begs to differ when your nerves collapse and all bone marrows fail when the hammers break upon your rusted nail well meet on the hill affirming the gun when we all hold hands facing the sun
9.
blocked up in the mind overthinking my future as always eyeing the 10s as they walk smoothly down the hallways goals set and dreams held, I wait for the great unknown that big test of time that will tell me if, at all, I've grown how do I know if who I like will reciprocate? for all I know, we could be hooked, but for now I can only wait so close but sitting so far, and too quiet to take a chance the wall that divides us from being fine to ancient dance so many tributes but only one ever really stood out spent a day there and I tried to make sure she wasn't forgotten about she told me she saw me but I never found the figure there could she be the one to come into my life and make me care? facing my demands and accepting they're best untouched when attraction is high but commitment is low, it can't be rushed what was done once before just cannot be allowed to repeat itself things I neglected that I'd wish upon nobody else
10.
Array 02:12
walking through your dream arrays of blank machines that want to work but no one's running the fast track's off and you're left gunning all that's left is who you're stunning and they can't reflect that to you what's it to you? surrounded by those who look up to you what can you do?
11.
Left Side Up 03:01
follow her home to beneath the stairs tiny table with wooden chairs to lie down on her frozen floor ankles by the window, head through the floor she's growing her flowers in the kitchen sink flies to the bathroom to catch a drink lost her way coming down from above with an eyedropper full of carbonated love bury my soft side right face down bury my soul mate left side up I know she's still here I know she's still here changing her room for a few long days leaving me to crawl through her homegrown maze tally marks left by the lost and gone wonder if intuition led me wrong I hope I'm coming back again a saga never really wants to end maybe she's up on a flying cloud maybe she's looking down real proud bury my soft side right face down bury my soul mate left side up forever on here forever I'm here

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A semi-concept album about attraction.

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released April 29, 2017

All things done by Ben Spizuco.

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