1. |
I See My Mother
01:57
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Sometimes I look in the mirror and I see my mother
Makes me feel like I'm getting old
She's beautiful and I love her and I'm so honored
I just don't know if I'm ready for that yet
Feel like I've lived a whole life already
Sometimes I swear I've died already
Maybe I'm stuck in purgatory
My souls' floating around cause' I'm just not ready
To move on
But I'm pretty sure I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I'm loved
Even though I feel all mixed up inside
And I'm happy
Even if I don't feel happy
I know I'll be happy again
And I'll be myself again
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2. |
My Eyes Are Green
03:16
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They tell me
I ain’t got nothing to say, baby
They tell me
Better find something to say
And I know
I’ve been acting strange lately
But you’re so far away
So I write my song
Alone on a Tuesday
I wrote my song
To fill my days
But I don’t wanna write songs
That ain’t about you, baby
Say that makes me a coward
But you make me brave
And you’re in Austin, baby
You’re in Austin far away
And I think of you
And I wish you were near me
I think of you
And I burn green
Towards every passerby that can witness
Just a sliver of your glory
I think of you, I’m impatient
I think of you and I’m happy
Happy, happy again
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3. |
Tiny Giant
03:05
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Here I am standing tall
Realizing I am nothing at all
Staring at the walls and the worn-out paint
In my new apartment, I can't afford at all
And I'm throwing rocks down the hall
The echo remedies my homesick
I'm just bones and bruises
With bug bites that oozes
I'm so far away from everything I know
Maybe if I was ten feet tall
That would solve all my problems
Don't know why that logic works for me
But it works for me
I'd be above all the people so I can finally see where I'm going
And I haven't made very many friends since I've move here
Maybe if I went out and spoke up a little more I'd have friends who live here
And I could smile hard
Just smile a little harder
But I don't feel very pretty anymore
Kind of like how my ugly smile looks in the mirror
And how my chin's a little too small
And how my face doesn't match up how I think it should
Brings me a strange comfort in a way I can't understand
Makes me feel a little more human
And I'm alright
I feel alright
Here I am standing tall
Realizing I am nothing at all
Drowning in the sounds of sirens
And smoke
And drunken conversation
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