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The Dreampath of Desire
04:22
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I read about it in the book of Psalms
Only the righteous can avoid destruction at
The hands of wicked men, oh lord
Blessed is he who doesn’t walk in line
Avoid the sinners to ensure salvation and
You’ll be delivered by the word
I’ve been told a thousand times
Bread is flesh and blood is wine
But I can’t take it any more
I’ve been walking on the dream path of desire
Which you dismiss as fantasy
I’ve been walking on the dream path of desire
Seems real enough to me
Real enough to me
Nothing is precious on the holy road
Possessions meaningless without exceptions
There’s nothing that can’t be left behind
Directions seem to point the only way
But if you want take the path less obvious
There is a turn inside the mind
I’ve been lulled a thousand times
By roses sweet and eglantine
But now my senses are inured
I’ve been walking on the dream path of desire
Far from consciousness and envy
I’ve been walking on the dream path of desire
Seems real enough to me
Real enough to me
Forget the citizens who’ve got no style
They’re going to tell you that defeat is glorious
And you should always take it with a smile
Out on the path I’m seeing more and more of us
I’ve been walking on the dream path of desire
I’ve been walking on the dream path of desire
I’ve been walking on the dream path of desire
Desire, desire, oh desire
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You would have hated this song
And who could say you were wrong
In any question of taste
You had impeccable judgement
You were the one I would turn to
To separate the true and impure
Still got that tape that you made
Although it hasn’t been played
Since the cup-final morning
When I wrote off the Polo
Side A was Marvin Gaye and Pere Ubu
Side B was ESG and The Cure
I’ve been searching for buried treasure
Without a map, without a compass or clue
Compelled to keep grasping with desperate gestures
For anything that even vaguely remains of you
So I search for you in dreams, I try to reminisce
Hoping to catch the faintest glimpse of teenage bliss
But when I think I find a trace, on a note that’s half-erased
It says you can’t keep hiding in memory’s cracks
You’ve got to go back, you’ve got to go back
I think you know who you are
And though you’re so far away
In time and space you’re still out there
And I feel we’re connected
You were the one I would run to
When I had nowhere to go
We grew up feeling like orphans
In identical homes
Where education was torture
And defeat was expected
You were the one I could talk to
When I was tired of being alone
I’ve been reading through ghostly fictions
In haunted rooms, empty tombs, unmarked graves
Constrained by the terrible interdiction
That I can’t choose which past to lose and which past to save
So I search for you in dreams, I try to reminisce
Hoping to catch the faintest glimpse of teenage bliss
But when I think I find a trace, on a note that’s half-erased
It says you can’t keep hiding in memory’s cracks
You’ve got to go back, you’ve got to go back
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As If I Didn't Know
03:54
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Must something about the look upon my face
That gives the unmistakable impression
Of a misbegotten soul in need of comfort and control
To guide from the depths of their depression
But if everyone’s insightful, and everybody’s kind
Then why do their words ring so hollow?
The secrets they confide are insignificant beside
The knowledge I was born with, and the lessons of life
People are always trying to tell me what this world is about
As if I didn’t know
As if I didn’t know
People always seem to ask me what I’m sad about
As if I’d let it show
As if I’d let it show
Out of the hail of unsolicited advice
And strangulating empathy of strangers
I’m happy in the end to be surrounded by friends
My little blue devils and blue angels
And the bottle is half-empty but it ought to be enough
Now’s really not the time to be pessimistic
‘Cause if every one I take sinks like a pebble in the lake
I’ll reach an understand that’s deeper than love
People are always trying to tell me what this world is about
As if I didn’t know
As if I didn’t know
People always seem to ask me what I’m sad about
As if I’d let it show
As if I’d ever want to show it
To anyone but you
Who is no longer there
To anyone but you
Who never seemed to care
People are always trying to tell me what this world is about
As if I didn’t know
As if I didn’t know
People always seem to ask me what I’m sad about
As if I’d let it show
As if I’d ever want to show it
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I’m sitting waiting for an answer
I’m hoping for the chance to win you back at any game
Humility is not my forté
But I’ve been naughty, hang my head in shame
I’m going to do just what you want me to
I’m going to do just what you want me to
I saw myself as beyond scruples
The petty details that compete to leave you so constrained
But now I’m penitent as Peter
Just a cheater, who’s going to take the blame
I’m going to do just what you want me to
I’m going to do just what you want me to
It started as a dream, then became real
Fantasy became flesh
I just followed instinct and you can’t help instinct -
At least that’s what I told myself
To justify my lustful obsession
And thrust myself through the pass
Of a fruitless transgression
And if you don’t believe me when I say
I’ve counted the cost and I’m ready to pay
Take it all, I’ve nothing to hide
And I’ll suffer any punishment that you think is justified
And the crueller the better
I’ll wear the scarlet letter
To deter any fools like me
Who figure in their innocence that love can be free
I’m going to do just what you want me to
I’m going to do just what you want me to
But what I really want you to do, is get taken over by a feeling that comes out of nowhere and that you can’t control. Then I want you to enjoy being out of control, I want you to get set on fire and then I want you to burst into flames. Then when you wake up all woozy in the ashes, I want you to be consumed by something else, by something else – by a guilt that tears through your days. And though I don’t want to see you in pain, I want you do this, because I don’t really want you to forgive me.
I want you to know how I feel
I want you to know how I feel
I want you to know how I feel
I want you to know how I feel
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Quarantine Beach Rotterdam, Netherlands
Quarantine Beach is an Anglo-Dutch-Greek-German band making polymorphous pop and new-mint new wave in their adopted hometown of Rotterdam. The guitars sound like that because of a Boss Chorus Ensemble pedal.
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