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Snow Globes
02:43
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I’m throwing snow globes at the wall
I’m growing peaches in the hall
I’m buying bibles at the mall
I’m swimming up the waterfall
And I’m not coming down
And I’m not coming down
And I’m not coming…
We take the asthmatic elevator to the top of the motel
We stay up on the rooftop living off cheap champagne and caramels
And I’m not coming down
And I’m not coming down
And I’m not coming…
We swing around the spire on the dome of City Hall
The fake gold paint rubs off on our overalls
And we’re not coming down
And we’re not coming down
And we’re not coming…
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2. |
Periphery
03:13
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I wanna go where the airplanes sleep
Walk across the wings of a flying machine
Cause it’s been a little
It’s been a little
Closer to you
I wanna go where the roots run out
Press my palms against the ground beneath the ground
Cause it’s been a little
It’s been a little
Closer to you
I can’t find you in the middle
I can’t find you in between
You’re just going ‘round and around and up and down
In my periphery
But I need you here in front of me
I need you here in front of me
I can’t touch a memory
I wanna go where the oceans fold
Underneath the weight of the life they hold
That place is a little
That place is a little
Closer to you
I can’t find you in the middle
I can’t find you in between
You’re just going ‘round and around and up and down
In my periphery
But I need you here in front of me
I need you here in front of me
I can’t touch a memory
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3. |
Less of a Woman
03:13
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The sadness in my hips, the shame in my soil
The cord inside me in a lonely coil
Why do I feel like a dirty secret?
It’s my choice, I don’t need a reason
Does it make me…Does it make me…Does it make me…
I may have a family or I may not
It doesn’t mean I’m lonely or that something’s wrong
I can’t move to the suburbs yet
I got a world to see and no safety net
Does it make me…Does it make me…Does it make me less of a woman?
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a woman?
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a woman?
You feel purpose with a kid on your hips
I feel purpose with this on my lips
Someday I might change my mind
But don’t decide my future when I haven’t planned mine
Does it make me…Does it make me…Does it make me less of a woman?
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a woman?
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a woman?
Woman, woman, woman, woman
Woman, woman, woman, woman
Does it make me…Does it make me…
Does it make me…Does it make me…
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a woman?
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a
Does it make me less of a woman?
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4. |
Lead Me Back to You
04:04
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Show me both your hands, we’ll leave the door open
Slow down
You read both my palms with both the blinds drawn
I know now
I, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong
How many lives do I have to live to get it right?
How many roads do I have to drive just to lead me back to you?
To lead me back to you my love
Give me both your hands, I’ll leave my eyes open
Go down
I loved you in reverse, the world was ready first
I know now
This, this was real, this was real, this was real
How many lives do I have to live to get it right?
How many roads do I have to drive just to lead me back to you?
To lead me back to you my love
My judge’s robe pools at my feet, like a winding black creek
I’ll follow you upstream if it’s not too late to wash me clean
How many lives do I have to live to get it right?
How many roads do I have to drive just to lead me back to you?
How many sleepless nights next to someone else’s side?
I’ve been sleepwalking my whole life just to lead me back to you
To lead me back to you my love
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5. |
Fumes
04:37
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Memories bullying my memories, fighting not to be erased
Struggling to remember all the circles and the lines of your face
People keep on telling all your stories wrong, the details fade
Scared of every day that passes, movies shrink to scenes to frames
Oh, if I don’t have that
I’m just chewing on the scraps
Oh, I can’t just live off of the echoes
I can’t live off of the fumes of you
Birds fly over me a shape the V of your hipbone
How could anybody be so young and so very old?
My memories spit out random pictures like a broken slot machine
Skinny wrists and spotted arms trying so hard to cover me
Oh, if I don’t have that
I’m just chewing on the scraps
Oh, I can’t just live off of the echoes
I can’t live off of the fumes of you
When the rumors fly, when the parents cry, when the papers lie
I’ll have to hold my memories close, or they won’t know you like I knew
If I don’t have that
I’m just chewing on the scraps
Oh, I can’t just live off of the echoes
I can’t live off of the fumes of you
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6. |
Stop Opening the Door
03:46
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My sleep was rocky and shallow
You walked ankle-deep through my dream
This time puffy-eyed
Last time velveteen
It’s a cruel, cruel trap the mind sets
Leads you smiling through an open door to endless steps
Please stop visiting me when I’m sleeping
It’s the only time I get to see you but I need to
Stop opening the door
Stop opening the door
I guess some buried part of me
Believes that you’re still alive
Oh it thrills me, and it kills me
To see you every night
It’s a cruel, cruel trap the mind sets
Leads you smiling through an open door to endless steps
Please stop visiting me when I’m sleeping
It’s the only time I get to see you but I need to
Stop opening the door
Stop opening the door
I can’t take it anymore
I can’t take it anymore
My dreams cling to me like cobwebs in my sheets
When I wake up I can’t peel them off
With every morning sun, I forget you’re gone
Please stop visiting me when I’m sleeping
It’s the only time I get to see you but I need to
Stop opening the door
Stop opening the door
I can’t take it anymore
I can’t take it anymore
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7. |
Late Bloomer
04:31
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The day you died my heart cracked wide open
The yolk’s been spilling everywhere
There, I’ve gone and done it all again
I’ve spent another song on you
I was your late bloomer
You waited for me, waited for me
I ignored the rumors
I waited for you, waited for you
Remember when we broke into your neighbor’s house?
I let you put your hungry hands on my blouse
I’m still that nervous girl in your driveway
I don’t think that I ever left
I was your late bloomer
You waited for me, waited for me
I ignored the rumors
I waited for you, waited for you
I was your late bloomer
You waited for me, waited for me
I ignored the rumors
I waited for you, waited for you
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8. |
On the Run
02:55
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Am I hearing you clearly, am I
Guilty just for being alive?
How would you feel if your children could not
Walk to school without fear of being shot?
Two shots fired
Oh my god
Have you seen my
Babies on the run?
You think you know my story, do you?
You take one look at me and you assume
You have your uniform and I have mine
What does yours get you this time?
Two shots fired
Oh my god
Have you seen my
Babies on the run?
Two shots fired
Oh my god
Have you seen my
Babies on the run?
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9. |
Summer Vacation
03:48
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You don’t have to worry, I’m here
We don’t have to hurry, my dear
I have all the time in the world for you and I
You don’t have to hide your past
Tell me every stumble and every crash
Every hidden corner just means more of you to learn
You hang on to me like it’s the last week
Of summer vacation, oo
Don’t you worry babe, I am here to stay
You’re my destination, oo
You don’t have to chase me, I’m staying
I’ve wasted so much time explaining
I don’t deserve your love, but you taught me that I do
You don’t have to hold so tight
When it feels this easy, you know it’s right
When you’re next to me, we don’t even have to try
You hang on to me like it’s the last week
Of summer vacation, oo
Don’t you worry babe, I am here to stay
You’re my destination, oo
You don’t have to hold, you don’t have to hold, you don’t have to hold
Don’t have to hold on so tight
You don’t have to hold, you don’t have to hold, you don’t have to hold
Don’t have to hold on so tight
You don’t have to hold, you don’t have to hold, you don’t have to hold
Don’t have to hold on so tight, tight, tight, tight
You hang on to me like it’s the last week
Of summer vacation, oo
Don’t you worry babe, I am here to stay
You’re my destination, oo
You hang on to me like it’s the last week
Of summer vacation, oo
Don’t you worry babe, I am here to stay
You’re my destination, oo
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10. |
Wallpaper
05:17
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I lift up my dress, I put on a show
For all of the neighbors, but the neighbors aren’t home
I put on my lipstick, turn on the TV
They tell me that color doesn’t look good on me
With my eggshell fingernails and paper teeth
I feel so pretty, I feel so weak
I wink at the mirror, I kiss the floor
But even the wallpaper is bored
You know who you are
You know who you are
My lashes like palm trees, my cheeks like fire
I’m flossing my teeth with telephone wire
I pluck each hair out like blades of grass
Soon I’ll be smooth as broken glass
You know who you are
You know who you are
I’ll die before I realize that I was beautiful
I’ll die before I realize that I was beautiful
I’ll die before I realize that I was beautiful
I’ll die before I realize that I was beautiful
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11. |
Away We Go
04:22
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All the movies lied to me
When someone dies they’re gone
I tried to write you back to life
But you can’t live inside a song
And I never see you in my sleep
And I know that breeze was just a breeze
Wait for me, I will be there soon with you
Don’t be scared now, don’t look down
Away we go
There was no flickering
Of candles in my room
And I know it’s just the wind
That made my tired curtains move
But I always see your face so sweet
In every stranger on the street
Wait for me, I will be there soon with you
Don’t be scared now, don’t look down
Away we go
You will not come to me so I will go to you
Wait for me, I will be there soon with you
Don’t be scared now, don’t look down
Away we go
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LA-based Singing / Songwriting / Synths. The new EP "Brutal Joy" is out now!
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