West Land

by No Mere Machine

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released September 24, 2016

Arj Chennat - Guitar on "Scarlet Brown"

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Track Name: Fool's Gold Praise
I waited so long to display
To lay my hands upon your face
I clutched my words in twists of phrase
Disillusioned love and fool's gold praise

You knocked me right off my feet
In rejection of your vanity
Recollections color melodies
Of fool's gold praise

Waiting for your return
Dawn comes with nothing to show
Watching the waves hit the shore
I am circling in your undertow

Circling in your undertow
In your undertow

You knocked me right off my feet
In rejection of your vanity
Recollections color melodies
Of fool's gold praise

You knocked me right off my feet
In rejection of your vanity
Recollections color melodies
Of fool's gold praise
Track Name: Scarlet Brown
Writing this down to put you all to bed
If I push you out from deep beneath my head

There's no such thing
As forever boy don't you see?
Always the tender ones
Who hurl you towards the sun
You're no saint

Memories and fears so loud
I begin to drown
Is this the color of healing?
Reaching out for hair of scarlet brown

Said you'd be there to save me
Couldn't refrain from waiting
We could speak in tongues forever
But you cut mine out, scarlet brown

Demons and angels, a sop's fables
Mystery unstable, feeling's feeling painful

Not what you wanted
Not what you needed
Always the tender ones
Who'll hurl you towards the sun
If you'll listen here
Or just pretend you hear
I'll let you suck me dry
Carve me into hide
Thrive on the pain
You're no saint

Memories and fears so loud
I begin to drown
Is this the color of healing?
Reaching out for hair of scarlet brown

Said you'd be there to save me
Couldn't refrain from waiting
We could speak in tongues forever
But you cut mine out, scarlet brown
Track Name: Goodnight
Looking for the spells that she cast on someone else
Have I gotta little mission type?
To sew up tight

Draining out the holes that clog up her soul
Do I got this position right?
I said goodnight

Goodnight, I hope you're tucked in tight
Goodnight, night night night
Goodnight I hope you're tucked in right
Goodnight, night night night night night

Running from the hells and her dreams of violet felt
Like I finally came in light
Burned too bright

Fame and fortune told of dying young alone
It seems I made it through the hype
Till I say goodnight

Goodnight, I hope you're tucked in tight
Goodnight, night night night
Goodnight I hope you're tucked in right
Goodnight, night night night night night

In those moments, you remember
Does it feel any better?

And as you forget my name
I lose the source of blame
Track Name: West Land
There is a feeling in my feet that's telling me not to bother
There was a feeling in my heart that was once in the heart of my father
Looking west, where the stars are made, digging holes for desert rain
I will die in this place, I will die at my pace
I will die in this place, i will die at my pace

Searching for your softest spots
I am hollow in your hollow heart
The machine we couldn't start
The years and miles, seas we cannot part
Violet blue, disintegrating rib cage
Losing color as you come of age
Describing pictures from your book of days
Longing for our return to space

Hair long, fitting form
Lucky enough, free of worms
Glass yellow, disappointed moon
Hungry for the hordes that swoon

I've found no one for me
I've found death alluring
I have a vision of sleep
That I can't seem to reach, that I can't seem to reach

Searching for your softest spots
I am hollow in your hollow heart
The machine we couldn't start
The years and miles, seas we cannot part
Violet blue, disintegrating rib cage
Losing color as you come of age
Describing pictures from your book of days
Longing for our return to space
Track Name: A Bug Fighting Headlights
Feed fodder to the livestock
That's all we have left in stock
And now I'm on my soapbox
Cleaning out my mouth with rocks

Spitting out shit in four fucking lines
Making sure they all fucking rhyme
Kissing hands and telling lies
Your reception is just too fucking kind

I want to lie down and die
I want to lie down and die
Try to deceive me this time
When I lie down sound and die

All I've spilt has broken
I couldn't spit up a fucking penny
You nurture this delusion
A sign says conscience pending

Now as I spin around and roll in
The groove is not so welcoming
You say why always so gloomy?
Because you revel in this deafening

I want to lie down and die
I want to lie down and die
Try to deceive me this time
When I lie down sound and die

My worthless contribution
Supporting me in my plight
A bug fighting headlights
I'm no match for this life

My worthless contribution
Supporting me in my plight
A bug fighting headlights

My worthless contribution
Supporting me in my plight
A bug fighting headlights
I'm no match for this life