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Sunlit Fields
03:48
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Remember when we used to walk alone
There’s a pretty good chance that we knew the unknown
There’s another alarm that we, sort of, set off
Another notch on the belt
Remember when we would play the grindstone
Another satellite here, another meteor thrown
Here’s another alarm that we, sort of, set off
A masquerade we overplayed
There is an island covered in Sunlit fields
A golden idol with a secret to reveal
And then I go. Then what? Who knows?
I turn away to find you have escaped
When tomorrow should change my mind
Another treasure explored, another secret to find
Here’s another trigger that we, sort of, set off
An escapade and another goodbye
If tomorrow should change your skies
Could you find you way home in another disguise?
There’s another alarm that we, sort of, set off
Just another crusade
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Dune Sea
05:33
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Shall I walk amongst the tombstones of the cities and the dead?
Shall I sift through the ruins for another piece of green or red?
Should I ride another dune or wait beneath the stars?
Can I find a place to breathe in an ocean of abandoned cars?
Did you run? Did you hide? Did you find a place to die?
Are you here? Are you now? Eternal peace to disavow
An empty sky and wild fields replace the hustle and the flow
I tread upon the open sands as the Moon begins to glow
Is it safe over there? Is there safety anywhere?
As above, so below - another path to vertigo
Did I leave a memory of broken hearts and glass?
Underneath the mystery, I face a troubled past
Will you find peace of mind if I fall between the cracks
Another Moon, another face as I fade into the black
Here upon the mountaintop the day turns into snow
I close my eyes and feel the light - a change to undergo
Another town that turned to dust - another memory lost
My inner sanctum starts to rust - another albatross
Did I take the time? Will I ever make you mine?
Do you care? do you know? I don’t know where I should go
Across the plains a desert grows and I can’t look away
It eats the trees, no river flows - growing day by day
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Love and Monsters
03:40
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You run into the street, but it’s not because you are scared
You heard a crash and you saw a flash, but you didn’t expect to see me
What could you do to save the world again?
When they smash it down, and they burn another town
Will you stand up to the sky and reign?
When the tyrants go ahead and scorch the sky
And they don’t even try to justify
When the peaceful people can only stand by and watch
While the tyrants crucify
The truth and the Earth and the future and our lives
I fell into a dream and thought I could save the world
But I can’t find a way to make it through another day
And I’m so afraid that I cannot move
You turn another leaf, and burned their houses down
You stood up to the mighty and you broke their favorite toys
So they tried to push back against me
When the tyrants go ahead and scorch the sky
And they don’t even try to justify
When the peaceful people can only stand by and watch
While the tyrants crucify
The truth and the Earth and the future of our lives
You ran into the street, but not because you were scared
You heard a crash and you saw a flash, and you didn’t expect to see me
What could you do to save the world again?
They will smash it down, and they'll burn another town
Will you stand up to the sky and reign?
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Safety in Numbers
03:47
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If I stand at the center of the crowd, should I make myself heard?
If I yell at the top of my lungs, am I just being absurd?
There’s no safety in numbers if the sheep are just pushed off the cliffs.
As the wolves chase them over, the rams and the dogs are beginning to shift.
The louder I yell, the dimmer my eyes seem to get.
The harder I push, the smaller ideas seem to threat.
If I cower at the back of the room, how can I make sure that I'm heard?
If I hide behind the rules of the fools, I’m just laying down to die with the herd.
There’s no safety in numbers if the people just continue to die.
Just because the truth is too inconvenient, it doesn’t make it a lie.
Your belief doesn’t weigh more than the facts.
Your ignorance should count for anything.
I’ll fight against the tyrants and the fools to show my son a better way- a better life.
He can see me standing up for the ones who maybe can’t,
And find a way to save the world again.
Religion is a path that tends to destroy everything
It divides and belittles our lives
It’s meant to frighten us and force its control
There’s no heaven or hell but what we make for ourselves
There are no gods living out in the skies, they are in our minds
If you want peace, try starting with yourself.
Then try to love and accept everyone.
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Lucy's House
06:19
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There are halls inside the walls that to stairs that lead to anywhere but here
Inside the wall I try to hide before the Devil catches me inside
Where I belong, or maybe not, I smell the rot
And it scares me back to where I start again. Should I begin to find the end? And again?
I’ll take the railroad back into the shade, before I fade into the walls inside those halls
I make excuses for the deals I’ve made, I’ll never trade a waterfall before I stall
Should I abstain from looking through the little windows along the halls, inside the walls
Where I live and where I run to look for fun in Lucy’s House.
I’m like a mouse, I creep alone. I’m all alone.
And it scares me back to where I fight again against a friend. Not again. Please not again.
I’ll trace my steps before I’m trapped again.
I’ll face the voices and my choices, I’ll scratch and claw before I meet my end.
There is a god, a little god, that hides inside a little child scared at night, it isn’t right
The way the god will use his fears and drink his tears and say that angels are on his side,
I can’t abide the lies he tells to scare the child into doing all the things he feels are right,
An awful sight, little god. You little god.
I’ll take the railroad back into the shade. I will behave.
I’ll make excuses for mistakes I’ve made and maybe trade a waterfall for a barricade.
There is a hole, inside the halls and crumbling walls
A little hole that needs to fill my empty eyes before I cry
Because the Devil inside me has set me free and I belong to anybody that I want
To give my soul to, and I know that maybe snow will save the world.
Or maybe not It’s just a guess. I confess.
Where I live and where I run to look for fun in Lucy’s House.
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Fallen
05:53
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I will let the wind blow and let the snow fall around me
I'll take my time. I'll spread my chances thin to reach you
And maybe I can hold another day
Before you take my pride away
If Hell below can save the day
Then maybe I should try
All the angels in the world wouldn't stand to make a change to save you
So it falls to us below to break the chains and find a way to teach you
So that you can hold another day
Before they take you're life away
I Hell below can save the day
Then maybe we should try
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Strange Talking Animals Springfield Township, New Jersey
Born in raised in Madison, WI. Transplanted to Brooklyn, Jamaica, and finally Springfield. Versed in chamber pop and rock, psychedelic and prog, and expanding musical horizons to experience electronic and ambient musics and experiment with modular and chaotic synthesis.Overfed with science fiction and fantasy and actual science. And stay-at-home dadness. ... more
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