Small Brown Bike - The River Bed (2004) by Small Brown Bike (보컬) on maniadb.com

We bury ourselves alive in a cold, steel van.
This pain isn't getting better.
The cities, they haven't changed.
I'm not the same.
Because of one and each other, we stay together.
This silence is getting scary.
The people, they haven't changed, I've changed.
Deconstruct this love, replace this time.
Rebuild or nail yourself to the ground.
The blinder I am, the better I think that I am.
The songs that are playing are still too loud.
Tiring myself from these walls that I tore to the ground, drown.
We destroy ourselves at night and we fall apart.
Just like every magazine stand, we try to find the right words.
Just a telephone call, it makes things better.
So I stare out the window and I wish that I was alive.

I came to see you and talk about how things have been.
I can't keep fighting and think about what we have left.
Wrap me up. Spit me out.
I've had these fights for years so now.
Slow me down. Call me out.
I've had these doubts, but no one knows just how.
Where do you think that I stand now?
Where do you think you will let me fall?
I can see it. A picture of one cold, dark cloud.
A mist around you to choke the painful worlds out of your crooked mouth.
Think it out. Calm me down.
I come home so dull and feel unknown.
Take a break? Foreign ground.
It never feels quite right, the way that we put each other down.
I've been being too vague now.
I've been writing the same old friends.
These predictions will mean so little
in light of all of the things that we can't mend.
I will be there to resuscitate you.

This is the last time that I feel lonely and sorry for myself.
It's getting worse without your help.
This is the last time that I feel tired.
I've tried to sleep at night and days walk by without much light.
Let me give back just a little.
Let me give back just a little this time.
Let me get back to the middle.
Let me get back to the middle this time.
This is the last time that I feel broken.
I've tried to fix this mess.
For years and years I fight my stress.
This is the last time that I feel helpless.
I've forced out every word and it still feels like I won't be heard.
Won't you help me?

This is not my fault.
I tell myself that so I don't go.
It's not like you didn't know.
I just put myself down from so far away.
I'm fading out.
My time is counting down.
There's nothing for me here.
There's nothing in this cold heart.
There's something to die for and it's tearing me apart.
There's a scream in the distance.
There's a deafening silence.
You can't just know what I'm feeling.
I have to take you there and I can't stop myself.
I don't want to see.
I don't want to hear.
There's nothing for me here.
There's nothing in this cold heart.
There's something to die for and it's tearing us apart.
There's a long-winded answer.
There's a long, endless battle.
You can't just know what I'm feeling.
I have to take you there and I can't stop myself.
If I don't quit this now, we'll all be lost or dead,
but that takes too long when your best guess is wrong.
You want to see this through?
I don't want anything,
but a bit of comfort to make these times worth something.
I don't want know. I don't want anything

Bend the corners of this dark room that we have built around our lives.
Run around in circles, thinking that we're getting further,
but it hurts to look now.
It's getting hard to sleep.
It's getting hard to breathe.
It's getting hard to figure out just where my senses meet.
So I've crawled up on the couch on this one day off
to figure out which one of us is done.
Take the silence that we keep here to break the tension that surrounds us
and look down towards the ground
to see the swirling dirt make signs like clouds.
It's getting hard to think.
It's getting hard to leave.
It's getting hard to understand just who is going to give.
So I went up to escape from our homeless state
to leave the rest and think about just us.
These day and nightmares fill my thoughts with despair,
but that's not what I think about.
I'm coming home now and it hurts to look down,
but that's not what I think about.

So you laugh and try to change your way.
I hope that you don't have to lie again.
If I walk out right now, will it make you see the things that you can't stop?
Head feels heavy.
Mind can't find it.
I try to leave all.
Feet aren't moving.
Eyes keep blinking.
I'll be the one to laugh it off.
It kills, but you know you have to say it.
You leave this going for so long, unchanged.
If I walk out right now, will it make you see the things that you can't stop?

Where's your brother? Where's your sister? Do you remember when they used to let me in? I just wanted to see you again. What happened when the door closed? We're led to believe that it would never lock. I never set my feet again against our wall and now I'm sick. I'm sick of hurting you. I'm ten feet tall, then to nothing. My hands still bleed from the fall. There I stand again at your door. Can I just sleep on the floor? We can just talk through this long night. I never set my feet again against our wall and now I'm sick. I'm sick of hurting you. Here I stand again knocking at your door while you check your hands. We may be right. Here I stand again waiting by your door. Let me take your hands. I'll make you right.

I'm crawling down the pavement.
Everything streams by.
Everyone screams by.
On the trip back home, I wasn't sure if I was going to make it.
We crush what's coming.
We can't recover.
We leave what's empty and move down the line.
Everything has made me bitter.
I coughed up a smile tonight.
I brought home a fake badge to wear around the house
and show my loved ones how much I try.
I've killed what's missing.
The pavement is peeling.
We've lost what's broken and saved each other.

This isn't the first time I've talked about you.
This won't be the last time I talk about you.
This isn't the first time I've thought about you.
This won't be the last time I think about you.
I dare you to fall for me.
All of the warnings in the world won't make you leave me now.
You will stay until we're both broken down and then you'll crawl away
while I stay laying on the ground.
Imagine all these things.
Will you trust me?
Our sleepless nights.
Your back to me.
My sleepless nights and all of these screams.
The outline of your hand still remains on my hand.
The outline of your hand still remains on my hand.
This isn't the first time we've found each other.
This won't be the last time we find each other.
This isn't the first time I've held you.
This won't be the last time I hold you.
The envy has finally settled.
I can't stand to watch any longer, staring at the ceiling.
Retracing our old tracks and the path we never took.
No more talking about where I went wrong.

You see your kids born
and they see us die.
This cycle, it isn't perfect
Sometimes you see them and die.
This cycle never stops.
It is a lesson
a memory
How much can you remember?
The more you remember
the more it hurts
We spen half of our lives living with each other
and the other half is to remember or cope with a loss
I can't do this myself
We are forced to see this
Untie me and let me close my eyes.
When they're gone
where do I stand?
To deal with both life and loss would push me to the edge
Brothers and sisters
come together to console each other
their Father or Mother.
When it's time
let's all fall hand in hand peacefully.
Closeness and each other
A lesson to remember