1. |
Spell It Out
03:08
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Cut in front of me in line
Knock me down passing me by
But I don’t remember the small things.
I prefer the slower stride
To view the world in every light
Indulging my appetite for loving, oh.
Open your mind
Open your soul, yeah.
You ask the me questions of life
Say I’m a waste of time
What are you still doing here?
I try to give it to you fast
I try to give it to you slow
But I don’t know, no, no, no, no.
Open your mind.
Open your soul.
I don’t know how to spell it out for you
I don’t’ care, no!
I try to give it to you fast
I try to give it to you slow
But I don’t know, no, no, no, no.
I try to give it you fast
I try to give it to you.
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2. |
Edge Of The Earth
04:26
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Full sail out of the bay
The sun it blinds the way.
But I’ve seen enough to realize
We took a wrong turn.
I have played the fool too many times already
To guess your shells would only spell disaster for me.
Captain can you see you’re heading for the edge of the earth?
(Don’t want you falling off!)
I know you don’t.
(but I’m resigned to silence.)
Your word is gold.
I’ve seen enough to realize we took the wrong turn.
Another sizable stake in an un-winnable game.
The story fills with holes as we spin out of control
But it’s louder than me.
Captain can you see you’re heading for the edge of the Earth?
(Don’t want you falling off!)
I know you don’t. (But I’m resigned to silence)
Your word is gold.
To guess your shells would only spell disaster for me.
Captain can you see you’re heading for the edge of the earth?
(Don’t want you falling off!)
I know you don’t
(but I’m resigned to silence)
Your word is gold.
When you’re sleeping do you dream of killing
All your rivals, oh, in all one sitting?
I hope you don’t. (but I’m resigned to silence.)
Two birds, one stone.
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3. |
Ask Yourself
04:50
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Ask yourself, ask yourself
Are you wanting?
Only for the show but not for what’s inside?
Ask yourself ask yourself
Are you suffering?
Or, do you only complain to pass the time?
Hey ask yourself something
What is it that you’re running to?
Don’t say that you’re sorry.
It’s not your fault they don’t tell you
They live in other ways
In other far away countries
You’re still playing their games.
Ask yourself ask yourself are you sleeping?
How can you tell?
The moments left before it’s gone.
I don’t know, I don’t know if you're wandering?
But I should go, you should go I’ll just watch from here
Hey ask yourself something
What is it that you’re running to?
Don’t say that you’re sorry.
It’s not your fault they don’t tell you
They live in other ways
In other far away countries
You’re still playing their games.
Ask yourself ask yourself
Are you in, or are you out?
Of the circle that we all regret we ever joined?
Take a moment and ask yourself are you free
From the leash that ties us to the tree?
Ignorance is your answer.
Hey ask yourself something
What is it that you’re running to?
Don’t say that you’re sorry.
It’s not your fault they don’t tell you
They live in other ways
In other far away countries
You’re still playing their games.
Are you free?
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4. |
The Ocean
05:39
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Come away to the ocean
I am bound to let the others free.
Tied up in the motion as we rise above the reverie.
Part ways with the usual
We’re building lives we can’t believe.
Feeding fire to the sunset
And we gave it all to the sea.
Hint signs of attention like the flicker of a candlelight.
With the mask, your intentions and the wall you choose to hide behind.
Threw away all the physical
Oh, the life we chose to lead..
Feeding fire to the sunset
and we gave it all to the sea.
Never once with a mention and without a mind you parted ways
Chasing after the feeling that there never was or had to say.
Spending time is mutual, or that’s how it’s supposed to be
Feeding fire to the sunset
And we gave it all to the sea.
Feeding fire to the sunset
And we gave it all to the sea.
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Low Key Boston, Massachusetts
Low Key is an indie/rock band from Boston, MA. New EP "Edge Of The Earth" coming 11/11/18
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