The Earth Spins EP
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I Know, LYon
Some people
become mothers by surprise
When Tom made me hold you
In the backroom
I knew
You were mine
I said
Isn’t it fascinating
How a man’s voice can get so loud?
I said
Isn’t it fascinating
How the earth spins yet we stay on the ground?
We go out to
Miso and you ask
Me again
Mom and dad scream
Is it because of me?
I said no, Lyon
I said no, Lyon
You can stay with me tonight
Isn’t it fascinating
How we all grow
So old?
Isn’t it fascinating
How we still cant seem to do what we’re told?
We sleep in my bed
Backwards, upside-down
I shift the covers around
You stay up all
Night I ask why
You say that it’s for God
Someone you don’t know
You said
Isn’t it fascinating
How I scream into the night and no one comes?
You said isn’t it fascinating
How some people
They don’t know how to love?
I said I know, Lyon
I said I know.
This song is inspired by the short story "How to Tell Stories to Children" by Miranda July
FUN FACT!
Soft Bodies
You gotta think ahead, brother
Cause everyone's out to get each other
Epimetheus, you armed your creatures with fangs and claws
But my men have such soft, soft bodies
Do you understand
My logic
Do you understand
Me?
You gotta see Epi
I’m not doing this for me I don’t want the glory
I gotta do what I think is right
Who knows if I’ll survive all of Zeus’ might
Do you see my plan
Steal the fire
Protect my men
Please?
They won’t remember you, brother
But at least you’ll be safe
Hide in your obscurity
Zeus can’t hurt you if you’re gone
GREEK GODS??
Yup!! This song is written from the perspective of Prometheus to his criminally underloved brother, Epimetheus (the archetypical lovable himbo). Prometheus, on the other hand, has *anxiety*!
CapsiZed
sometimes it gets cold
after years of waiting it gets old
where do I go
when the quest for you is all I've ever known
like a ship without a sailor
I am washed across the shore
like a ship without a sailor I am
capsized
if only you could hold me close
against the raging tides
I need to change my course
by like a ship without a sailor, I am lost
do you ever lie awake
as I often do?
do you ever think of me
as I once thought of you?
like a ship without a sailor
I am washed across the shore
like a ship without a sailor I am
capsized
if only you could hold me close
against the raging tide
I need to change my course
by like a ship without a sailor, I am lost
I have seen the holy ghost
in all her glory and her light
but I still don't know what side of this I'm on
all I know is when you look at me
everything seems alright
I need to close my eyes just to
get by
to sleep tonight
like a ship without a sailor
I am washed across the shore
like a ship without a sailor I am
capsized
if only you could hold me close
against the raging tide
I need to change my course
by like a ship without a sailor, I am lost
is this gay or ab God?
BOTH! It's about falling for my straight friend in my all-girls Catholic school and feeling like I had to choose between God and living in my truth.
The Desert
40 days and nights
Jesus in the desert
He was all alone
He knew it’d get better
With time
When you're praying and you're talking
And your words are getting lost in
The unforgiving howling of the wind
That’s when it begins
We hear you
None of us are saints
Is our healing holy?
Does God see us in
The desert we are lonely
When the voices in your head say
You’re not doing enough
When the voices in the world
Sound the same
Drown out their refrain
We hear you
40 days and nights
Jesus in the desert
He deserves a rest
He deserves much better
We deserve much better
When pain snakes in your body
And won’t loosen its vice
When you're staying in another night
and no one understands why
It’s ok to cry
We hear you
None of us are saints
Still our healing's holy
We hold out a space
Where we won’t be lonely
seeing each other thru invisible illness
I wrote this for a friend who also experiences chronic pain. It can be profoundly isolating and lonely. There is power in seeing and being seen in this space. I'm eternally grateful to share it with a good soul.