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Cos 789

by Whatthe Animalssay

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Hello beautiful it's taken my whole live to get here but I couldn't say I've seen any thing thats blown my mind, all this is everywhere. I'm uneasy and tense; my thought so loud my lips move. And the starry eyed school girls laughing like hippy appear for nowhere. Gang-way I think that I can walk on water, no, no wait it's just the waters frozen over, but say it enough times and you can surly invade your own minds. Hello beautiful it's taken my whole live to get here but as you might of heard I don't feel particularly welcome.
2.
Nights here are so lonely but it's where I spent my time I could dream all night if I could switch off my mind. I don't wanna get a reputation as someone who stares blindly so I'll toss a coin heads I'll be someone tails I'll be me, heads I'll be someone tails I'll be me. Days here are so short, there's hardly any light at all, and there's not much to do when you feel you've done it all. So the scenery keeps you doped and the trains they give you hope but some guilty pleasures are still free; now as me for the water in the voice, I like.
3.
Beware emotions come quick they're cut-throat and slick and they'll leave you homesick. But if you think things through, or even write them down, what may come is an understanding of where you are from. I sell and I sow but I don't seem to grow, or I'll seek and I'll reap and know we are not what we own. Now's the time to grow you hair, expel all those feeling of jet black despair. Or just go into your house of though, from reality to though, from reality to thought. I sell and I sow but I don't seem to grow, or I'll seek and I'll reap and know we are not what we own.
4.
I'm a work of fiction, dedicated to no one, an instrumental unsung, some pretty places bastard son. And I don't believe a word of what I just said and the things I've seen here have washed over my head, I could use so easily the word regret. I create a creation and crucify the creator I multiply, divide and multiply until there's no more air left for me to survive. And I need a job so I can be someone that I am not. Minimum wage, I let the grass grow beneath my feet and I got emotional, I got emotional. And I don't believe a thing of what I just said I can blow out words like smoke from a cigarette, I could use so easily the word regret. I've been wondering what it would be like to be respectable, to smile and say hello, to have convocations in public places. And I don't believe a word of what I just said and I think it broken and bent, I could so easily use the word regret.
5.
Kanyakumari 03:34
Castaway on a stone I got nothing but what's my own and that's enough for some, I'm just starting to enjoy my freedom. I walk when I'm not riding I'm the master of my own timing and it's all new to me; I grow my hair to express this liberty. Eyes fixed forward, soft breathing, I can hear myself healing all fears and doubts have gone, no more will they affect my decisions. I'm eager to move to the next place; I'm impatient and adventures. All I need is a book to read; books helped me bloom form this dark seed. Been four weeks since I wrote that versus, well prepared and well-rehearsed, but every thing's relative and it comes in waves. Today I'm twenty-five I woke to watch the sunrise but clouds got in the way. Traveling through's still murder but I'm still trying to further myself. Castaway on a stone I got nothing but what's my own and that's enough for some, I'm just starting to enjoy my freedom. In some places, the times all go but in Kanyakumari, the time shuffles slow but it's alright this town reminds me of a town I know.
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Brought you up so I could say your name, I'm terrified you don't do the same. A year a month a day it always ends this way, we're indifferent in the end. Silent communication we'd leave a room filled with the things we hadn't said. Turn the T.V on a hug and then she's gone how can this still go on. 'Cos love's a potion that drives you in the night, wakes your sleepy mind, makes the blind less blind, so you see. We parted, once too much lovers to ever be friends. I know she'll be OK she was built that way but I won't do this again. But love's a potion that drives you in the night, wakes your sleep mind, makes the blind less blind, so you see.
7.
I've been reduced to a drunk, both with heart and devotion. On my journeys home I sway like the ocean, but my sides have never split so hard. I've been here too long, I've been way too long. My passion's in the shadows, way too long. My passion's in the shadows, way too long. Dead or alive I know I'll survive and get on, I've been here too long. And the nights spent in some place else mixing beer with sleeping pills, every morning, noon and night the same. I've been here too long, I've been way too long. My passion's in the shadows, way too long. My passion's in the shadows, way too long. Dead or alive I know I'll survive. It was hard to decide between Amsterdam and the jeep ride.
8.
Hello you, how are you, is it you I'm talking to? Let's spend this time apart taking with our hearts and if the answer's no we'll both be thinking about Darjeeling mornings, you'd paint and I'd hesitate to sing. You, you say the most peculiar things. My memories are the blue skies of a jig-saw controlled by shaky hand that cuts away all that's dull and grey and sings of those Darjeeling mornings; the earth could quake but only the sun could wake us there. Two people clutching is the most human of things.
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I'm terrified by what I might find if I go looking, I might meet myself and I, what a sight. Burn the door melt the windows, I'm terrified by what I might find but only till sunrise. Motion sickness though lack of activity, those insufficient lines can get you down, but be the bait; patience comes to those who wait. If I don't move I'll capsize but let me watch this sunrise. Can't avoid the deluge to my senses wouldn't want to if I could but there's some thing about senses caressed that leaves a hollowness here. So I watch myself like a T.V set my body's young but my head need rest, my arms are ready to fold, take me out of this episode.
10.
Siamese Twin 02:57
In here is sounds like rain and a broken tap drips my name I lost what I'd awoken and now is forever tomorrow. Siamese twin won't you see we're one but strengths come from being individuals. See I can't lie to you, the heavy, heavy truth is you'er the only person here I know. Let me take a walk outside the sun hides nothing that has nothing to hide. Siamese twin won't you please slow down we're joined in photographs and memories. Siamese twin won't you see we're one but strengths come from being individuals. Daylight divides me and leaves with a sense of duty, I haven't thought about anything in a long time, I haven't thought about anything in a long, long time.
11.
I'm inspired to write nothing at all sandwiched between ceilings, and floors seem to divide me; a superhuman disgust for everything I see. I'm tired of looking out and seeing mountains, looking up and seeing foreign ceilings My music seems to soothe me, it's just like a medicine to me. Here I've got nothing at all, just one friend and she's no friend at all. Surrounded by these strangers I find comfort in pages, Kurt Vonnegut my favorite. Alphabetise my thought daily try and find my failing, when I do I'll change them. Until then I'll play my medicine, medicine, medicine.
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New Zenith (free) 01:09
As strong as we are we go out but not too far, just looking for the familiars in the familiars. As weak as we are we can go far and not everything is going to kill yer and not everyone means you harm.

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I wrote this album during my 2006 to 2007 year in India. This year was the making of me, I would not now be doing what am doing if not for this experience. I met fantastic people and will never forget my time there. While I was in Leh I would walk the roof of the hotel and play the album on my guitar from start to finish, looking out at the moon landscape, underneath the unusually blue sky; this is what this album means to me. The songs are in chronological order so there is a real sense of my time there. The album was recorded in Seattle, America.

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released January 1, 2008

All songs written and arranged by Atma Mu
Produced by Mike Turpen
Cover art by Sally Schnellinger

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Traveling Gonzo Composer/duo. Forty-One Countries tapped for inspiration. Traveling with a micro studio, a microphone and an acoustic guitar, composing and uploading where and when possible. Songs written freely from Iceland to Togo without the constraints of industry. ... more

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