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Rejection is like an ice shower in the arctic: it’s Cold, Uncomfortable
It can make me sick, Make me sick, so sick I'll wish to be dead, Make me feel unable
Makes it so hard to move on
Makes it so hard to work and live and sleep
Make me feel so useless, Make my whole body...
whole body hurt
Perception is in the eyes of the one who perceives, In this case it's me
and I perceive in you, a longing to be free, away from me
and onto another, but i won't step on your toes, but i can't let you leave
running out of pebbles and out of time
running out of ways to win you back
running out of pebbles on the edge of night
I'm running out of windows, no more panes to crack
running out of pebbles and out of time
running out of ways to win you back
running out of pebbles on the edge of night
I'm running out of windows, no more panes to crack
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The Morning After Spring
06:13
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As we stand here,
The rain is filtered by your purple hair,
It’s crying down across your face,
Attempting to distract from your hazel flame
I can’t help but wonder how I missed it,
Why I never saw it before.
I don’t know what it was you saw,
Cause I’m worth nothing at all,
Aside from the accruing interest in the poor
From your investment in me, I am something
as the ground leaches slowly,
from the air above, your violet hue
I realize, in metaphor and actuality
The dirt has no room to…
rebuke or reprove 3x
I count the eyelets on my shoes
In an attempt to recapture
My breath that you hold ransom
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Nostalgia
05:52
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The night is young, but you’re in the shade, of thirty one
It’s nights like this, I can feel, you are hanging on
There are no more storms, in these days, of halcyon
I realize as i sit, watching old tapes, of my home
I reach out from my state, but everything is, monochrome
Ok ok, i can’t win, you beat me on hallowed ground
Thing is that, i remember, a time so profound
Tonight we toast, the shattered dreams, of kings uncrowned
I realize as i sit, watching old tapes, of my home
I reach out from my state, but everything is, monochrome
I cry out, still no one hears, the megaphone
All that is left, are empty eyes on a, bare headstone
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Scan the horizon left and right
I can’t find my home cause it isn’t here
No aid or comfort, in this world/place
But in Him there’s peace through fear
I have no comfort in where
I am, but where I am headed
It’s a singular flame amidst three dead...
Dead brothers, looking forward, nothing regretted
Some days Heaven seems too far
From here the air is clouded
And so is the sky from where we are
Both thoughts keep me balanced,
keep me grounded
I have no comfort in where
I am, but where I am headed
It’s a singular flame amidst three dead...
Dead brothers, looking forward, nothing regretted
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Silent Suffix
05:38
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Winter was my best friend
I could never seem to let my heart mend
Who could have seen what a silent suffix brings
The difference between love and the one you once loved
Winter was my best friend, then you came and walked in, and turned everything a-round
Melted everything too fast, things that were meant to last, and turned seasons upside-down
A broken man, I’ve become, you tore my defenses -down
Can i always wish to be loved
When i know that it hurts too much
A willing burden i wish to bear
When i know that you’re not there
So this is the result
Of a life spent in tumult
Recompense could not make
Up for a life spent afraid
Winter was my best friend, then you came and walked in, and turned everything a-round
Melted everything too fast, things that were meant to last, and turned seasons upside-down
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Fight-Scream-Plead
05:26
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Is it too much to, try to take the night off to, let heads cool
The morning light, will make it better, if you’re patient enough, to see it through
Night and day, we wait
The dripping from the cover,
Dripping from the faucet
Are all begging now, for me to come home
[Where i’ll] carry you across the, threshold in the doorway
To the mattress of, a happy home
I no longer take, requests from your, cartoon cat pad, any more
I’ve grown a little, older and I, won’t crack on your, threshing floor
Night and day, we wait
The dripping from the cover,
Dripping from the faucet
Are all begging now, for me to come home
[Where i’ll] carry you across the, threshold in the doorway
To the mattress of, a happy home
Where nothing hurts, and everything is beautiful
Where nothing hurts, and everything is beautiful
I don’t wanna fight
I don’t wanna scream
I’m just begging you please
For you to hear me
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Cicero Portland, Oregon
Cicero is a 90's emo throw back band fed from bands such as Sunny Day Real Estate, Mineral, Dear Ephesus, and “Clarity” era
Jimmy Eat World.
They had a a run from 2006-2008 but have re-formed and are back as a 3 piece with punchy and emotionally intense lyrics and passionate performances. Though there have been several line changes they are back and better than ever.
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