1. |
House of Annabel Lee
03:57
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I drove you to Charleston with your manic eyes
and you laughed about what you did wrong
I laughed along with you
in disbelief always
too mad so I save it for song
Once there, I took you to dinner
where we pretend we're together
and order skillet mac n' cheese
You make eyes at the waiter
to drive home we're nothing
You say, "It all means nothing to me."
Got drunk on a rooftop
took the elevator
to meet our tour guide down in the square
We awaited the others
and flirted with strangers
and wondered what brought them all there
He showed us the ghosts in the churches,
the courthouse, the whorehouse
Your favorite was Fulton Street
And me, the hopeless romantic,
my mind held at ransom
by the house of Annabel Lee
Yeah we stopped at that mansion
sweating on cobblestone
and looked at each other knowingly
as he passed round those pictures
of Poe and his lovers
All legends and lies and disease
Your head on my shoulder
I felt a bit better
Sleep calling, I became your legs
Bid farewell to our tour guide
One more tired couple
to enjoy that borrowed bed
Well, falsely I figured we'd
get back together
once our ducks were more firmly in a row
But your head on my shoulder
was a wave goodbye
After all, we're in the city of ghosts
On a dark summer night
when you're drunk and you're mad at me
and that man, and the whole fucking world
just remember I loved you
and remember you can be loved
when you lie to the next boy or girl
La la la la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la lie
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2. |
Where Dakota Sleeps
04:03
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I force myself
to have bad dreams
by listening
to ghost stories
I'll believe in anything
as long as you tell me
you're still in love with me
My idol is lost
and as broken as me
I know, that is why
I don't kiss his feet
Show me where
things used to be
And we'll solve the mystery
of where Dakota sleeps
The denser part,
the Witch's Trees
They freak you out
but they comfort me
Here you're more lost
and broken than me
I know, that is why
you hate when I cling
The grass is greener to me
I can't see forest for trees
But where the hell
does Dakota sleep?
Sleep with him
Please
It's a spare key under the frog
How will I finish this song
when I don't know
where you sleep?
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3. |
Halloween on the Coast
04:45
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Your hair was wet
when you came to bed
You'd been with him
in the pool again
when you promised me
that it would end
and I cried too loud,
disturbed your sleep
You asked me to leave
my own bed
The bed I own
you commandeered
you drank too much,
need rest for fear of
missing work or not being clear
enough to fake
The smiles for men
older than me
Well, I'll spend Halloween on the coast
Try to make the most of your ghost
It's a toast to you still haunting me
Your necklaces
have all changed
You only call me when
you want your things
Fairy crown I bought
upon your head
You're still enabled by
a boy who's dead
Freak accident
You play victim
Well, I'll spend Halloween on the coast
Try to make the most of your ghost
It's a toast to you still haunting me
Do you not want
to be happy?
I'm not saying that's with me
I'm just saying you
Keep picking the wrong thing
Well I spent Halloween on the coast
Tried to make the most of your ghost
It's a toast to you still haunting me
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4. |
Beach Gun
01:30
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Why should I
live for myself
When the only thing I've wanted
was to live for someone else
I was raised
on two halves of a whole
and I was raised
to think I'll complete another
Now I stare down this beach,
the ends of our Mother Earth
Not a crossroads
A dead end
Waves rolling in
And I try
to complete me
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5. |
Walking Lie
05:09
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Cum in my mouth
toes in the ocean
Before I toss my phone
Aubri calls me
I guess I still need
that scarf back
I guess I'll postpone
to another day
But I still want this to
I still want this to
be the end of my life
Fourth drink in hand,
an invite from Amy
I thought I'd make this case
last another day
But I guess I still need
to explore her motive
and to toss her studded boots
across her room
But I don't want her to
I don't want her to
be the love of my life
Barely alive
when we're dry
Palm the sand
and pull my tie
You're a dopamine high
for every guy
You're a walking lie
And I--
Fuck, I still want you to
I still want you to
be the end of my life
Gun in my mouth,
toes in the ocean
I guess I'll postpone
to another day
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6. |
When We Stopped
03:02
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Feet collide
for the sake of it
and I try to make
the best of it
Make it warm,
make it natural
Make it smooth,
make it casual
Faces hide
behind reference
and I try to see
into them
Make it real,
make it actual
Make it truth,
make it factual
What is it
we're trying to do?
Relate
cause I wrote about you
What you said,
it couldn't be true
Relate
cause I wrote about you
When we stopped
you sang to me
Rasp in the dark,
Teeth left its mark
When we stopped
you sang to me
clasping your arch,
the sweating heart
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7. |
Room Behind the Bookcase
01:47
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In the room behind the bookcase
with the jukebox playing loud,
no amount of lying
will make you say it now
I wake up to you crying
with that pale tune phasing out
I will hold you, knowing,
And I'll say out loud
"I shouldn't have seen this.
I'll stay lost and lay back down.
I shouldn't have seen this
but I swear I've always wanted to reach out."
In the room behind the bookcase,
play it loud.
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8. |
Warning Signs
04:38
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On the edge of my bed
you took a picture and said,
"I never knew love until we had met."
Why'd you rush into this?
Why'd you mention marriage
if you weren't ready yet?
Love bomb at my gate,
Trojan horse that you made
I ran out of red flags to raise
She made me sleep in her bed
Her grandson, her pet
"Lay back, it won't hurt. Just rest your head.
It'll help you sleep."
But I'd kick and I'd scream.
Thought I was a brat,
But it's not what it seemed.
You and I, we're the same
Victim in our name
But victims take two sides
Thought that we could relate
Help to heal, not escape
But you chose to run and hide
Keep bombing other lives
No one sees the warning signs
I paid all the fines
I love you despite all the warning signs
I love you despite all the warning signs
I love you despite all the warning signs
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9. |
Departures
04:08
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Tonight I saw you
as a pretty stranger
then I sensed danger like it
was deja vu
and you and him walked two-by-two
Desperate iris
and blood pumps in my ear
I can't hear you speak
but I want to
Behind the glass you react
You react
Please react
Please react
Show me something
Please react
Don't throw this away
Please react
I'm right beside you
Please react
Don't hole it away
Please react
Please react
Tonight I saw you
as a pretty stranger
The swan song of
me knowing you
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Ennie Arden Gastonia, North Carolina
Ennie Arden is the solo side project of Morrowville's Zach Evington.
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