1. |
Midnight Sun
04:27
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The sun is getting low
The times are getting late
Cuz is hasn’t gone down
Doesn’t mean
there’s time to waste
A midnight sun is rising
A dawning of the day
The uncertainty of future
Storms in
like a Runaway train
Musical interlude
Ice is slowly melting
Quicker by the day
The drive to the horizon
Is just a quicker way
Steal the land
Recede the sand
The maelstrom churns
And The mountains burn
And The mountains burn
A calm before the storm
A haven in the end
A sliver of the silence
As smoke signals
Trail around the bend
A retreat of rocks and snow
Of sheep and cotton bush
Reflections of hubris so big
It casts a shadow
On the woods
Steal the land
Recede the sand
The maelstrom churns
And The mountains burn
And The mountains burn
Steal the land
Recede the sand
The maelstrom churns
And The mountains burn
And The mountains burn
And The mountains burn
And The mountains burn
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2. |
Hide Away
04:18
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i'm stuck in the cold
I got no place to go
Expectations of
Old Age and Still
Don’t know what to do
I know what to do
Dont know what to do
now , I know what to do
It’s a scary thing
When the mind is racing
Feet are pacing
Thoughts erasing
And convoluted
Unconcluded
Thoughts protrude of
Dreams uprooted
It might sound rude but
I’m no fool and
I can smell
When something’s brewing
The time is fleeting
So why’m I beating
My own head in with
My own fist
In the dark I’m sleeping
Black and whit dreams
Where the sunbeams…..
Hide away…..
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3. |
Same Song
03:04
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I can’t feel the rain
On my face
But I can see the Sunshine
From this dark place
And though it might seem
I’m talking ‘bout myself
I’m talking bout the world
And the worlds up for sale
It can seem futile
When You try to explain
And the people closest ya
Even they think your insane
And maybe they agree
That story needs to change
It’s all business as usual
and the songs remains the same
But there’s still another way
But we have to make that choice
We gotta stand up right now
for those without a voice
Why have we
set the bar so low?
In exchange for what’s right?
For our lives?
Why we throw our hands up at the sight
of someone’s struggle and their plight?
Why can’t you that that’s your fight
Why we throw our hands up at the sight
of someone’s struggle and their plight?
Can’t you see that that’s our fight?
We can’t give up this easy
Cuz we know we need to change
if we want to make it right
This song can’t remain the same
The time to rise is now
Cuz we're killing off ourselves
While consuming our last bite
And forever say good night
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4. |
Survive This
04:11
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I can survive this
I lived through so much filth
Grime
Darkness
Human psychic decay
And the times seemed
like they would never end
Wasting away in the
cold dark Attics my Life
Stretched out in this tiny bed
with nothing but these tiny pills
to make me numb
and pent up with energy
you could spray it all over
the Suburbs.
Slept on cold Floors
in dirty rooms
of those who tried to
Suck the life out
of me, of me, of me,
suck the life out of me
Why don’t we try these
It might just blow our minds
Like that time
In the woods
Outside Tallahassee
And the time seems
Like it never would end
Under a bush
In the rain
With the spider I see
Woke up on the beach
with the sun burning down
Surrounded by drums
On the outskirts of town
And the sand is real wet
In my eyes in my head
so burnt out I thought
I’d be better off dead
It’s hard to explain
such welcome demise
I’m not gonna do
it’s just an urge inside
So I bury it deep
Deep down in the sand
To think that the end
was right there in my hand
And I still don’t know how to sleep
Just don’t know how to sleep
Stretched out in this tiny bed
with nothing but these tiny pills
to make me numb
and pent up with energy
you could spray it all over
the Suburbs.
Slept on cold Floors
in dirty rooms
of those who tried to
Suck the life out
of me, of me, of me,
suck the life out of me
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5. |
Still Same
02:49
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Was it 25 years ago?
Popped in a zeppelin tape, or was it Green Day
Some things haven’t really changed
Still staying up all night, writing songs about my life
They told me I don’t know
How to surf upon the sea and salty wave
But don't I know like to float
And peer below the coral
to a limestone cave
And i don't really care, so no need to bother me
Strum my guitar off time, it sounds alright you see
Still not eating meat
Still sitting when i pee
Still cry at times
Still not human
Still sometimes it still
seems like it’s
Still then
Distractions really got me down
Giving me the run around, fall apart all over town
Something haven’t really changed
Still blow my own mind, still running outta time
They told me I don’t know
How to surf upon the sea and salty wave
But don't I know like to float
And peer below the coral to a limestone cave
And i don't even really care, so no need to bother me
Strum my guitar off time, it sounds alright you see
Still not eating meat,
Still sitting when i pee
Still cry at time
Still not human
Still sometime it still
seems like it’s
Still then
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6. |
Cognitive Decline
03:00
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Go out and see world
Find out what’s going on
If it wasn’t for these times
Then i wouldn’t were these songs
Yeah, I’m still here
Figuring out what is wrong
What is wrong with the world?
Why we keep dropping bombs?
We’re chewing on the bones
Voting just because we’re scared
getting kicked out of our homes
We’re in debt without healthcare
And while we sit at home,
we sit home and we Stare
Staring at our fucking phones
Buying shit without a care
Excruciating in decay
To watch the world just waste away
Humans walking with no spine
The cognitive is in decline
Eat a cow chicken bat or pangolin
Dog cat fish bunny or orangutan
I guess your into torture
I guess that’s your you thing
Separate a family
Eat em up by the bin
Consume your life away in vain
while others suffer from the Change
Burn the creature
Burn the pine
The cognitive is in decline
BURNOUT
Burn the creature
Burn the pine
The cognitive is in decline
Burn the creature
Burn the pine
The cognitive is in decline
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7. |
Southbound Train
03:27
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You can catch me riding on a southbound train
I'mma running, I'mma riding, ill be back again
in the bitter end
you know im gonna be back again
Don't know how
and I don't know when
try to catch me like a feather in the blowing wind
Will I be back again?
Don't if ill be back again...
Sometime you gotta ride the train
Sometimes you gotta drive the train
These two things the same they ain't
Take what you can, leave what you can't
You can catch me riding on a southbound train
i'mma running, ill be riding, ill be back again
in the bitter end
you know I'm gonna be back again
Don't know how
and I don't know when
Try to catch me like a feather in the blowing wind
Will I be back again?
Don't if ill be back again...…
May ride my wagon to the north
find some trash and build a fort
dry some berries and some plant
use what can, leave what you can't
use what can, leave what you can't
take what you can, leave what you can't
use what can, leave what you can't
take what you can, leave what you can't
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8. |
Brown Bag
01:09
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9. |
Home Burial
03:29
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I feel good
When I’m at home
When I’m not I’m lost and alone
I like to be around the many people
That I love
I’ve fallen out of love
But not with you
It was myself who,
who we’ve lost
And I’m on the search
once again
Chorus
Ya know, home is where the heart is
So they say
No wonder I’ve fallen so far away
And at the moment there’s no map to read
There’s nothing really good to say
It’s just the voices in my brain
Cover me in dirt
Till I can’t breath
These days I’m cold
There’s nothing inside’
I am numb and I am tired
But I keep on pushing till I fall asleep
And I can’t stop
Because I know
That I must go on this show
There’s energy brewing somewhere
In these wings
Ya know, home is where the heart is
So they say
No wonder I’ve fallen so far away
And at the moment there’s no map to read
There’s nothing really good to say
It’s just the voices in my brain
Cover me in dirt
Till I can’t breath
Ya know, home is where the heart is
So they say
No wonder I’ve fallen so far away
And at the moment there’s no map to read
There’s nothing really good to say
It’s just the voices in my brain
Cover me in dirt
And nail up the coffin
I’m going insane
But it won’t stay this way
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BoTik Oslo, Norway
Reporting live from the sun-soaked swamp grass or perhaps the icy reaches of the polar regions. Please listen as The International Outdoor Super Entertainer, BoTik presents to you the music formerly known as HoBo-FoLk!
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