1. |
Holding On
03:06
|
|||
Holding on
I am holding
Holding on for you
Holding on for you
Keeping on
I am keeping on
Keeping on for you
Keeping on for you
I don’t want to go numb
But that’s exactly what I’ve done
I want to stay young
But I’ve grown old
I want to fly
Like in every dream but then I die
Yea
Holding on
I am holding
Holding on for you
Holding on for you
Keeping on
I am keeping on
Keeping on for you
Keeping on for you
I’ve been feeling so dumb
What the hell have I done
Going numb don’t make you bold
I’d rather die
Than going on living a lie
Yea
Every monster has his line
All these tourists camera fine
My whole family’s dying
And I’ve screwed up trying
Holding on
I am holding on
Holding on for you
|
||||
2. |
Ghostly
03:08
|
|||
I will weep
On soiled ground
Though I have turned
The wicked round
It seems my brain
Is left to rot
Rot in half
The other not
But I ain’t coming home
To see my bride
She’s dead and gone
On the other side
I will creep
By the willow tree
Hold my breath
As if to see
Her ghostly
Idle hands
Will learn to dance
When I sell my soul
At the crossroads
Seems the devil
Has come to pass
Pass over me
To everlast
But I ain’t coming home
To keep my pride
To let it grip
Like the wretch inside
I will creep
By the willow tree
Hold my breath
As if to see
Her Ghostly
My love is gone
I will hold darkly
To her memory
Even if I see
Her ghostly
I’ll cut down the willow tree
|
||||
3. |
Amboy Crater
03:44
|
|||
One hand on the wheel I am
Driving through desert land
Oh those Joshua trees
They were holding you
They were holding me
Dam that Amboy crater
You love her you hate her
I’m not sure if I’m gonna make it
Can you hand me a blanket
Landing at the Grand Canyon
We kick back we’re singing
Wind blows over our cliff
Death is a drink and trip
Yeah bought a big bud three buck
Hit hard and up chuck
The Tetons were laughing at me
I laugh back and swim in the sea
The light shine
Yeah the sun burn down on me
It’s so hard to see
Where my life’s going
How my time goes so quickly
It’s so hard to be
|
||||
4. |
All Up In Arms
05:05
|
|||
I was just a boy
Shooting at the lake
Ending lives
A weep would overtake
I’ve been burdened by a love
In the Montana grace
I am burdened by a serial
Comical waste
And I don’t know where
To go from here
Bones hold me up
Don’t tie me down
I’m all fed up
Stuck in this town
Church on every corner
I’m sick of the sound
When the music’s over
I can’t be found
And I don’t know where
To go from here
Here we are again
All up in arms again
It was a story when
We were there
And these memories
They will mean nothing you see
If I just let them be
And not teach me
|
Tyler Sjöström Chicago, Illinois
Music wrought by the love of the wild & the pursuit of truth, spun as cognitive word vomit with the frills of folk.
Streaming and Download help
If you like Tyler Sjöström, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp