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Where I Will Lie
05:39
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When the sun was done shining on me, on me,
that was when I opened up my eyes.
Through the garden, walking as the cold glow rose up.
Up over the hill where I will lie.
Someday I'll lay down and be and a flower in a pot.
My life flies by. Soon I feel the wheels will finally stop.
Wallowed in the sadness and the heartaches, just to find I'd built myself a wall.
Now I've realized that life is bigger, bigger. Greater than who's big and who is small.
Someday I'll lay down and be and a flower in a pot.
My life flies by. Soon I feel the wheels will finally stop.
Every life runs out.
Now it's just a notion in the ocean far away.
Pining on your doubt.
All your life they've taught you that you'll never leave the bay.
Hey, Hey, Hey! Does it matter what they say?
Hey, Hey, Hey! Doesn't matter what they say.
See the road ahead and it is dusty, dusty.
Gravel underfoot will make it rough.
Half the joy of life to me is falling and failing.
Now I see the prize in getting up
Someday I'll lay down and be and a flower in a pot.
My life flies by. Soon I feel, the wheels are moving.
On a path that I've been building.
And I hope that this should never stop.
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Waiting On The Outside
04:20
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Wake up in the morning, I'm tired again.
What's the point of sleeping if I'm destined not to find rest in a bed?
Im trapped inside a nightmare in my head.
I feel like I am famished but I'm fed.
I'm waiting on the outside but I'm in (2x)
Sharing how I felt with you was easier said than done.
Found it hard to speak the words, my head and heart it seemed were no more one.
Im trapped inside a nightmare in my head.
I feel like I am famished but I'm fed.
I'm waiting on the outside but I'm in (2x)
She'll go to call me the following spring and I will not be sorry.
She'll go to call me the following spring and I won't be tied down.
She'll go to call me the following spring, by then I will have wandered.
She'll go to call me the following spring,
but I won't be around.
You are like a self-imprisoned Rapunzel in a tower.
But I know if I pursue, I'll just be thrown to meet my blind desire.
Im trapped inside a nightmare in my head.
I feel like I am famished but I'm fed.
I'm waiting on the outside but I'm in (2x)
She'll go to call me the following spring,
and I will not be sorry.
She'll go to call me the following spring,
and I won't be tied down.
She'll go to call me the following spring,
by then I will have wandered.
She'll go to call me the following spring,
but I won't be around.
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Hanging On Clouds
02:57
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Blind as I walk
and I only see the dark
And I'm scared
That I'm losing sight of a dream that once was there
Hanging on clouds,
how it tears at my heart.
All that I'm shown
of the world is not my own
How I fear
For the day when you have gone.
Hanging on clouds,
how it tears at my heart.
Floating, I'm slipping away.
My life is a tale that somebody told me.
Trying to live for the day,
But I'm finding it hard to follow the story.
Hanging on clouds,
Hanging on clouds,
Hanging on clouds,
How it tears at my heart.
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Before I Met You
04:55
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Saw her through the glass of the cafe window.
I stood and stared as she sipped on her espresso.
And I thought to my self, "I could sit across from you."
While we laughed away the day, and talked of what we knew.
Hands around the cup, she was deep and she was shallow.
Strands of raven black hung as hair and mystic shadows.
Oh what mystery ensues when a man goes off with you.
You who rise with waning moons.
And wear only pointed shoes.
Crumbling castle walls, I have tried to breach to get your heart.
But you won't let me in, for fear of being torn apart like you were before I met you.
Dreamed of how you smile, and I thought about your beauty.
Now you're sitting there like a scene from all those movies.
But I know I'm far away.
Caught in worthless nothings.
I'm too strong to waste away, and too sick to die for something.
Life is like the ground, always shifting, always changing.
Clouded skies above are always re-arranging.
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Mind Of Max Stamford, Connecticut
Max Weiner is a US-based artist and musician.
Greatly influenced by the folk and psychedelic movement of
the 1960s and '70s, Max has developed his own unique style and sound.
Max has released two EPs: “Waiting On The Outside” (2012) & “Seasons” (2013.) In 2018, he completed his first full length album, “The Key,” in which he produced and played all of the instruments himself.
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