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What You Make It
04:28
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Try so hard not to live selfishly
Become so blind to the ones around me
They say you get what you give, but then why have I received so much yet given so little
Why have loved ones fallen by the way side
As if my plans were so noble and enlightened
Dare not interrupt my search for existential revelations
Better known as wasting away in the background
Just a way to euphemize the vices that keep me busy
The calendar pages torn away by the hour
Seconds tick exponentially
But there are still years yet to count, for now
So fickle and fragile as the dying petals on the flowers that I never sent you
Desperate for a world where compassion comes first
Unable to practice it in my own life
Years of conditioning are impossible to undo
And frustration sets in like a sharp, sharp knife
Maturity means more than it ever did before
Perspective and a grain of salt
It truly is what you make it
I hope I have the chance to redeem what once was
And come to terms with what will never be
Cause this stagnation has me straining helplessly
To be the man that they all see in me
And if the road to hell is truly paved with good intentions
Then this is a cold world and it’s hell to pay for me
Opportunities squandered and outcomes pondered
Into memories and regrets, I’ve carelessly wandered
I must leave the past behind, and I can’t complain
Cause I have so much yet to find
So much yet to find
So much to define
So much to make right
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Morning Sun
04:06
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The sunlight peaks through cracked blinds
Interrupting sleep we could never find anyway
My crutch, I hinge to your embrace
Too dependent to leave this place
To walk these streets I’m just another face
The shelter you built just wasted space
Slipping back into another lonely state
Embrace, embrace
Can we replace
I never saw it coming
Morning sun; lay there with you
I’ll remember when you missed me too
Please just give my heart a home
Cause I don’t think my brain can find one on it’s own
Loved and never forgotten
No matter how my thoughts rotten
Just a face in the crowd
Saved me from being just another face in the crowd
Till the morning sun
We carried on but we never followed through, long overdue with you
Every last minute, like the first over again
Do you remember, when you missed me too
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A Moment
02:16
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I stay awake at night, retracing the steps to find/
When life went wrong, when I went wrong
To find a moment when I knew it was all gone/
A moment when the life that I fought, the hardest for was falling apart
A moment when I'll cry, and a moment when I gave my all
A moment when I tried, a moment I felt alive
Cause these days, they're hard to find
And I cannot look myself in the eyes
Through all this reflection I've always known the end was near
But in this moment now, I know I never want to waste another again
It's these moments in life we forget to treasure, and when our days are done, it's those moments we will miss the most
Never forget your past, and don't you be afraid of this life in front of you
Just one brief moment
And even though I've lived in fear, I won't let it affect my life anymore
Because I've learned that I have so many moments in front of me
And as I look back, I've made one decision
I'll never let a moment pass me by
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Predisposition
03:56
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I refuse to see myself and my existence
As more than just a grain of sand
Washed into sea, drawn back in
Taken all so seriously
when it's a miracle to breathe
No longevity for history
Waiting for the day to come
When you realize that you'll be one
With all the dirt that bore your seed to sow
You're a grain of sand, drawn to land
Forget for a minute that your heart's not in it, are you even taking all the right steps
To prioritize what will coincide with the thoughts you're supposed to think
Maybe just maybe, you shouldn't be entitled to your own opinion
When you can't grasp the minute role you play in all of this
Forget for a second everything that you reckon was a vital part of life
And recognize that we specialize in overwhelming selfishness
Maybe just maybe your hunger for power is a cry for help
To be reminded of the fact that we all exist as one
Creatures in the air will never know you're there
Creatures in the deep will never know your name
Washed out to sea
Drawn to land, out to sea
Your predisposition would not be your own
If you were born in the body of another
When and where
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