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Intro
01:07
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2. |
Streetlights
00:43
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Melting tarmac
Blazing hot days
Feeling ugly
Wasting away
Waiting for those nights
Adrenalin and streetlights
That scent in the air
I can never quite describe
Waiting for those nights
When the asphalt beneath me
Is burning bright
Spinning
Running
Through those eyes
Walking through these streets
Sweating your name
Scratching at these walls
Scratching at your name
Nights burning like fire
Lights up these faces
Real memories
Real places
That scent in the air
That scent's always there
On nights like these
On nights like these
Waiting for those nights
Of adrenalin and streetlights
Waiting for those nights
When i feel fuckin alive
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3. |
Brain holes
01:00
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Breathing in an iron lung
Standing among another species
Breathing
Boredom
Silence
See a stranger crying
Dark room
Music next door, water on the floor, a name on a wall
Brain holes
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4. |
Bombing
01:23
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This usual shit wont let up today
Waste of time, fucking trash, need to get away
From these circles and squares, these crocodile tears
Need to ride some fuckin streets tonight
Bombing
Nothing else matters when all you can hear
is the sound of your wheels
Bombing
Get out of here and head for the hills
Leave the house with visions of speed in my head
4 a.m. Wednesday morning, this city is dead
The air is coming at me, dries out my eyes
Homemade skateboard decks and powerslides
Bombing
Nothing else matters when all you can hear
Is the sound of your wheels
Bombing
Just get out of here and head for the fucking hills
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5. |
This Place
01:13
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Another night, another hollow day
Another screened nothing to shed these hours away
Another motherfucker to tell me what it's about
Another song to tell me I'm with when I'm without
Cold, broken asphalt, our lives written on it
Piss stained memories and Saturday night vomit
I hate this place but i cant help but love it
My friend told me "I don't want to be here"
My friend said "I don't know what to do"
Fuck this place and all the sadness running through it
I'm spitting on this place and what it's given to you
Cold, broken asphalt, our lives written on it
Piss stained memories and Saturday night vomit
I hate this place but i cant help but love it
Dribble your romance but i can't help but say "fuck it"
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6. |
Ernie Clark
01:13
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7. |
Police in the city
01:26
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You walk down the street
Heads above the rest
You're everywhere, you fucking hero
You're the man yeah you're the best
One thing that I'm learning
One thing I know that is true
Every time I see you I know
I hate you
You're a waste of money
You're a waste of fucking time
And i hate you more
every second that i stare into your eyes
Thoughts manifesting in me
Rise up in my mind
Thoughts of sharpening up a bullet
And placing it in your spine
Dumb fuck fresh out of high school
Dumb fuck fresh out on the beat
You fuck with the lives of the homeless
as if you own these fucking streets
You're not part of any community
and you're not my fucking friend
And the only time I'll be thankful for your guidance
is when if fucking ends
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8. |
Sussex St
01:49
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A cold house, but a warm home
So many people that you're never alone
Mie Gorengs and toast a typical meal
No locks on the doors
But theres nothing to steal
Living at Sussex street
House parties
Crowd surfing off couches
All ages, no charge
and no arsehole bouncers
On the back deck, drinking booze
Hanging out, and getting shit tattoos
Living at Sussex street
Drive past it every now and again
And even if we went back
It'd never really be the same
A new place is going to start up soon
Because all you really need
is a bunch of kids and a room
A bunch of kids, who dont fuckin care
and when it starts up
you know were gonna be there
Living at Sussex street
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10. |
Defrost
01:20
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The trees outside reach up to nothing
Outside my window as I let time drip by
Step outside, cold air hits my lungs
Under this cold, empty blue sky
Light from the midwinter sun
Shine down, defrost me
Get so tired from doing nothing
Broken friendships and the threat of money
Escape this venom that makes me feel so weak
Wish I could do this every day
Light from the midwinter sun
Shine down, defrost me
Warmth from the midwinter sun
Shine down, defrost me
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11. |
Sirens
04:09
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Standing in the city deafened by silence
Surrounded by buildings, this city is violence
Off in the distance, I hear sirens echo in the night
Yelling at a brick wall
Sometimes i wonder why I yell at all
Sirens in the distance
these people are like pistons
Shout and no one listens
In the darkness nothing glistens
Got a mouth full of spit, to spit at the rain
One day you'll all know my name
Am I awake or am I asleep
I walk the street, Im counting sheep
I'm yelling but it feels like no one listens at all
Sometimes it feels like I'm yelling at a brick wall
Yelling at a brick wall
Sometimes i wonder why I yell at all
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12. |
A.S.
02:09
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13. |
Going back to Lyon
01:40
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Sitting in my room, imagining the lights of Lyon here with me
cross the canal or on the ferris wheel overlooking the city
The church on the hill at night, an overwhelming feeling
That I couldn't be further from, these shores of New Zealand
Going back to Lyon
*At a nightclub, on a boat sitting at the bar
or walking through alleyways, with my friends smoking cigars
Going back to Lyon
If I could, I'd be on the next plane to go back again
And when I get there I hope the feeling is still the same
Driving to work, sick and tired and my money's gone
Remembering when we stayed up all night
and watched the sunrise in Lyon
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14. |
Rain
01:39
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I want to dissolve into the Earth like rain
I never want to feel this way again
Felt this way so many times before
Wait for the rain, its gonna fuckin' pour
Let it rain, let it rain on me
Let it rain, let it fuckin' pour
Walking down the street, feels like I'm drowning
Feels like theres an ocean around me
Theres a storm inside my brain
I can feel the pouring of the rain
I can see a big storm coming
see the storm clouds gather above me
Every time, its always the same,
but theres a comfort in sadness and a comfort in rain
Let it rain, let it rain on me
Let it rain, let it fuckin' pour
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15. |
Home
06:29
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Watch dirty water spiral and drain down the sink
staring at it disappear I don't even blink
Work's now finished, shut the door tight
Put my black hood up, and step out into the night
Face-less faces, a streetlight oasis
graffitied walls, human traces
This place is always there for me
concrete certainty
I love this city
This place looks good from a distance
this place I call my home
Apartment block silhouettes
faces every second that I forget
walking upwards, away from the light
this city looks good tonight
Follow my feet, city's falling asleep
hill gets steep, concrete turns to dirt
the city lights block out the stars in the sky
and the horizons inverted
And in the water appears another city
it comes out at night from the light in the sea
on top of Mt Vic I watch the sun set
this is the place that I live
This place is my Home
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