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Blindfolded
03:30
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There’s so much suffering that I’ve barely known
There are thousands withering in the cold
Sons die for fathers' fights, but I’ll stay in my door
Better than dealing with what’s really going on
Been living blindfolded, worried only for myself
Stuck in a self-proclaimed private hell
But if I looked out of my cell
I’d see real pain that I’ve never felt
I see this vicious world, I don’t feel so well
Something’s turned in me, cracking apart my shell
How could I miss this all along
How could I have nothing better to offer than a song
Been living blindfolded, worried only for myself
Stuck in a self-proclaimed private hell
But if I looked out of my cell
I’d see real pain that I’ve never felt
Regret and regression tearing out my heart
Clouded by indecision on how to handle all that’s gone wrong
Been living blindfolded, worried only for myself
Stuck in a self-proclaimed private hell
But if I looked out of my cell
I’d see real pain that I’ve never felt
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2. |
"Tim Allen" in E Major
04:39
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We’re always waiting for something else
To beat out what we have
And I’m always waiting for someone else
Better than you to come around
But each Thanksgiving I crawl out to your car
To push the line further out from its start
Don’t ever let me complain about being lonely again
‘Cause I keep messing with your head
It’s difficult to determine which is worse
The way the weighted words feel empty passing through my teeth
Or how they ring inside your ears and keep you from sleep
Whenever I hear your name it comes in bursts
Apathy and shame in equal parts
Part of me hopes for change, a brand new start
There’s no way to reclaim my dignity or your heart
Dead ends are the roads we follow
‘Till I leave you empty and alone
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Song 4
05:26
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I’m no judge
But my wrath is certainly justified
A condemnation of the demons by which you abide
What of your wife?
What of the life you shared and built?
You made your bed
But it’s not the one you’re sleeping in
All those times you swore that you were ready for God to do what He will
Well He finally came through with the check and you’re passing off the bill
I’ve heard the truth
Turns out it’s sicker than fiction
From your side here is my predilection
I never planned for my words to cut so deep
But I held my tongue like a sword unsheathed
To which you reply,
“Job well done, you’ve hurt me.”
All those times you swore that you were ready for God to do what He will
Well He finally came through with the check and you’re passing off the bill
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Irrational
03:40
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Flashes of light shone through gray skies when my gaze caught you
So long I’d been entombed by a world with no room to breathe
A heart that knew not why it beat
This world that once seemed so void
Has now glimpsed something resembling joy
And even if only temporary
I still thank you for this respite
Finally healing, this layer of stone ‘round my heart is peeling
So as my voice swells, know now that I am well
Thanks to your kind soul, whether or not you know
Slave over every verse
Now I’m just praying that they will be heard
And I choose every word
Just to show you what I think you’re worth
And know it’s irrational
You’re the one that’s on my mind alone
You’re on my mind alone
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Lamplight
05:53
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Somber songs for a God whose sovereignty has come into question, written on the back of a sobriety newly suspended, sung through a tangled web of apprehension. Horrified these doubts may become my damnation, but echoing about my skull grace unfailing and patient, presence resounding like the boom of a floor tom, filling the space unseen but assured of.
I can feel it no matter how faintly.
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L.A.M.P. Grand Rapids, Michigan
L.A.M.P. is a 7 person alt rock band with jazz/emo influences.
"If the band Chicago really liked
Clarity by Jimmy Eat World."
Zach Vander Wiele
Liam Westra
Adam Fischer
Brendan Murphy
Jordan Peterson
Anna Little
Tyler Luce
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