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Ditches

by LYON$

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1.
Ditches 03:53
In the dead of night I think of all we’ve seen. About the right and the wrong and all that falls between. And no matter what I try I still can’t find a way. To see that we’ve learned a thing along the way. And the things that used to matter so much, they don’t matter to me now. But I’ll be god damned if I don’t get out of these ditches somehow. Now it’s you and me and we’ll see how this all goes. Because the more that I learn it’s clear the less I know. If you die in hate you know you’ll die alone. Because the choices to see it through were all your own. And the things that used to matter so much, they don’t matter to me now. But I’ll be god damned if I don’t get out of these ditches somehow. And the things that used to matter so much, they don’t matter to me now. But I’ll be god damned if I don’t get out of these ditches somehow.
2.
Hold 03:41
You just rolled in off the plains of your own god damn crazy mind. After all them years of running hard after something you won’t find. We know all your jokes by now. Know you’re gonna tell’em anyhow. That’s just the way it is loving you, for a while anyway. Now those walls don’t mean what they used to mean when you were young. Back when you held it all inside you, just to keep from coming undone. Honey I’m so tired, I’m so tired, I’m so tired now. After all this aren’t you a little worn out too? Like a freight train bound for glory, headed for god knows where. We all stayed out of your way, but knew along that you didn’t even care. Because you’d pushed on and paid no mind to all those things you’d left behind. Just hoping that the tracks would hold, for a while anyway. Now those walls don’t mean what they used to mean when you were young. Back when you held it all inside you, just to keep from coming undone. Honey I’m so tired, I’m so tired, I’m so tired now. After all this aren’t you a little worn out too? I know you better that you know yourself, or any of us these days. But I don’t know the reason you still can’t change. Because those walls don’t mean what they used to mean when you were young.
3.
What’s the difference in wasting your day and wasting your life? If the only thing you’re ever gonna know are the walls of your mind? And all that you hope for now are the times that are gone anyhow? What’s the difference in wasting your day and wasting your life? What’s the difference in the good or the bad if you don't really care? And the only thing that makes you courageous are the comforts you wear? And knowing that the lines are drawn is the only thing that drives you on? What’s the difference in the good or bad if you don't even care? So where do you go when the lights are low? Do you turn to god for answers to questions you already know? Like can the mistakes you’ve made be undone? Or the time that you’ve wasted rerun? Can you live with the man you are or what you’ve become? So where do you go when the lights are low? Do you turn to god for answers to questions you already know? Like can the mistakes you’ve made be undone? Or the time that you’ve wasted rerun? Can you live with the man you are or what you’ve become?
4.
Easy 03:22
Fight and fuss, fuss and fight. Carrying on like it's a Saturday night. But it's a Tuesday morning, and I'm walking out the door. Got thirty two hours to make ends meet. No golden cuffs, just the American dream. No matter what we've got, we'll always need a little more. What if it was easy? What if we could make it without hardly tryin'? What if the space we lived in everyday was leveled by our own minds? What if the fights were only temporary? And the world we create was just a little less scary. Than the one we live in or the one we see on tv? What if it was easy? Now I'm ivin' everyday in a bullshit storm. I'm listenin' more and more, so you can be forewarned. I know you've got an answer, but you know it's only your own. Life's about more than just gettin' by. And all we'll ever have is hard we try. So let's try something different before we get to movin' on What if it was easy? What if we could make it without hardly tryin'? What if the space we lived in everyday was leveled by our own minds? What if the fights were only temporary? And the world we create was just a little less scary. Than the one we live in or the one we see on tv? What if it was easy? Now I'll go out drinking with my buddies. You'll stay in with your friends. No matter when we come together, we're alone in the end. And I'll resent the resentment. Hell, you'll resent mine too. We both get hurt for tryin', it's just something that we do. But what if it was easy? What if we could make it without hardly tryin'? What if the space we lived in everyday was leveled by our own minds? What if the fights were only temporary? And the world we create was just a little less scary. Than the one we live in or the one we see on tv? What if it was easy?
5.
Time 04:52
I’ve loved you from the moment that I met you. I’ve liked you less so in the moments in between. But we find ourselves in a very different place now. Where we work out what staying together means. Your words last night weigh heavy on me this morning. They’re same the thing that kept me from any sleep. Left unchanged they may define tomorrow. Unless we find a way to fight what’s come between. So do you feel the earth beneath your feet? It’s turning. It leaves behind all those things you wouldn’t say. In spite of everything you've said about leaving one more time. It was only time that got away. From the beginning, we were happy to find a lover. Even more so to also find a friend. Yeah but how do tell those kids about another? Or despite how they feel, this is how the story ends? Because they don’t know how to hold their cards any closer. Or silently watch as their best friend slips away. They’d fight for anything that's worth holding onto. And curse the sun for taking another day. So do you feel the earth beneath your feet? It’s turning. It leaves behind all those things you wouldn’t say. In spite of everything you've said about leaving one more time. It was only time that got away. Do we pick up the pieces to see just what is left here? And find out if all the damage can be erased? No matter how much we’re gonna love each other tonight. We can’t live alone together another day. So do you feel the earth beneath your feet? It’s turning. It leaves behind all those things you wouldn’t say. In spite of everything you've said about leaving one more time. It was only time. It was only time. It was only time that got away.
6.
Breakdowns 04:57
On the brink of it all, we couldn’t help but fall because we’re the only ones. Who feel the weight of the world, so when the whole thing came unfurled it no one else’s fault. Like the smolder of a gun, what’s done can’t be undone and you just carry on. Time won’t rearrange, it’ll only make things strange as you move along. The world keeps spinning around, with the weight of what was then and is now. No matter what we’d hoped for, it’s just another trip around the sun. So patiently we wait, and take all that we can take. And find the strength somehow to face another one. We had a plan or so it seemed, but all comes between, well that’s the hardest part. When the game was set, we couldn’t help ourselves and that was just the start. More choices came, and it was more of just the same, we understood the cost. When you know the price and that which stand to win sometimes you risk it all. The world keeps spinning around, with the weight of what was then and is now. No matter what we’d hoped for, it’s just another trip around the sun. So patiently we wait, and take all that we can take. And find the strength somehow to face another one. I keep dreaming in nervous breakdowns because I can’t break down the way that I feel. Holding on to dreams that left me, but now seem like the only thing that’s even real. In spite of it all, maybe they are. Because the world keeps spinning around.
7.
Push On 03:00
Push on, push on now and pay’em no mind. Ain’t gonna be wasting none of your precious time. Get yours, you know I’m gonna get mine. Leaving the weight of all these losers far behind. We’re a long, long way from home. Internet bullies are always what they seem. Just broken people living out some broken dream. Can’t shake it off or leave anything behind. Braver by the minute, but still living on borrowed time. They’re a long, long way from wrong. Still a long, long way from home. We’re all just John the Baptist on his way to Bethlehem. Doing everything right but nobody gives a damn. No matter what, we’ll always end up second best. Just another voice crying out in the wilderness. We’re a long, long way from gone. Still a long, long way from home.
8.
War 04:37
The aces fell, and the aces fell, and the aces fell again, like debts paid by fate, only in kind. As they dragged the take I knew was coming from another suited king, there was nothing but my sorrows left behind. Then restless desperation began to pair with sweet relief and ease the tensive corners of my mind. And despite all the winners and all that which they'd won, the world just fades away and I take what’s mine. What do you do with the damage that you’ve done? And the battles that you've won that’ll rise again? What do you with the war that rages on? Or the fights you fight, but you know you’ll never win? The bottles fell, and the bottles fell, and the bottles fell again, emptied by the faults of every man. Thoughts of grandeur, dreams of money, and ruling all the world with a simple, sly distraction for the price at hand. Because when the weight meets the world, which the next sip takes away, you'll forget any reason you took a stand. And the dawning of a new day it’ll seem just the same, just another fucking means to the same old end. What do you do with the damage that you’ve done? And the battles that you've won that’ll rise again? What do you with the war that rages on? Or the fights you fight, but you know you’ll never win? The rains came down, and the rains came down, and the rains came down again, and I tried to recall how it felt to feel alive. To be happy I suppose, at least in some little way, with that which I’ve come to know, but only could hide. I guess that’s just the plight of every single man, to toil the fields of fulfillment in his mind. It seems like only the idiot, who may be enlightened just the same, who thinks that he can ever be satisfied. What do you do with the damage that you’ve done? And the battles that you've won that’ll rise again? What do you with the war that rages on? Or the fights you fight, but you know you’ll never win?
9.
The Road 04:33
Busted dreams and a left hand out of Texas. That's all I’ve got for company on this road going home. The next decision I make, it may just be the most important. ‘Cause the vices make the man when he's alone. How much longer could I make it on a soon emptied bottle? Or a few more soft packs of my favorite smokes? A Greyhound ticket might just mean I wouldn't have to walk much farther. But what’s the point in that with nowhere left to go. The road goes on forever and the party never ends, until it does. Until it does. And you’re left holding on to the one thing that you'd hoped would be the difference. 'Cause the memory's so much sweeter than the truth ever was. It ever was. A burnout father ain’t got no place in my hometown. Or anyone else's hometown I suppose. So I took what little was left of a ruined reputation. And set out for better courses on the road. Now I know she can’t forgive me or even see the difference. Between running away and trying to give her it all. Like my father and his before him, I’ll run until I make it. And count the chips alone wherever they fall. The road goes on forever and the party never ends, until it does. Until it does. And you’re left holding on to the one thing that you'd hoped would be the difference. 'Cause the memory's so much sweeter than the truth ever was. It ever was. I can’t walk for falling. I can’t seem to get this thing off the ground. The one thing I’m holding on to. Won’t ever be enough to turn it all around. But excuses enable the coward. I'll be damned if I let the man I was. Control my future only because. I let it be the one thing that holds me down. Because the road goes on forever and the party never ends, until it does. Until it does. And you’re left holding on to the one thing that you'd hoped would be the difference. 'Cause the memory's so much sweeter than the truth ever was. It ever was.

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released December 4, 2020

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