1. |
Witch Hunt
03:06
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2. |
Chardonnay
03:11
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Could it be true?
Fits me like a glove
17 years old
Drunk on puppy love
Your passing glance
Sends shivers down my spine
I think I'd follow you
'Til the end of time
Leaving me behind
Your siren song
Reject and rewind
Treatin' me cold
An icy porcupine
I waited at your door
To wither on the vine
Rusting on the shelf
Atop a dusty tray
I ruminate in stealth
And drown in chardonnay
Further down the road
31 years old
I understand the mold
Recurring words
A voice I can’t define
Still wondering if she chose
The bottle or the wine
The story always rhymes
The characters may change
Sends ripples through my mind
Into my chardonnay
A stripe on my lapel
Glistening with jade
A memory down a well
It fits within a frame
I’m toasting to her health
But now she's just a name
I'm singing for myself
Into my chardonnay
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3. |
Diffidence
03:03
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Rainfall is filling my shoes
As my six strings fall out of tune
Invisible scars of diffidence in my guitar
I should have studied bassoon…
I mastered scales in twelve keys
Burnt on jazz school and minimum wage
My tawdry display of academic accolades
Don’t mean too much on the stage
The muse can hide away
Asphyxiate
And fade to gray
I draw a blank onto the page
Cathartic suffocation
Euphonious verse
Dressing up my platitudes
In tattered rags of self reflection
Wearing tuxedo tattoos
It’s only a charade
Arpeggiate
And play the phrase
Deviate from the refrain
Compelled improvisation
I know it’s not a race
It’s art I make, not a campaign
Reanimate
Get up and play
Melodic sublimation is not in vain
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4. |
Alternative Facts
04:12
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The king burnt down his garden of olive trees
Smothered by his golden fleece
Declaring it a masterpiece
Emblazoned with his name
Such unlettered bluster and diatribe
Pandering and apple pie
And surprise, opinions rarely change
Why even try?
No consolation is my prize
That bird has flown
His words ring through my head on repeat
My heart skips a beat
As dissension grows
Let it overflow
And I won’t debate
You would never relate
If you grabbed my boots and walked a mile
Propaganda in my face
The information all debased
Can you ever reconcile alternative facts?
An angry man still shouts from the TV screen
About the wardrobe of the queen
Seen in public wearing jeans
What has this world become?
All for sale, influence and merchandise
Lip service for battle cries
And the lies are feeding the machine
Hard to deny
Sheer dereliction crossed with pride
Cold like a stone
His words ring through my head on repeat
My heart skips a beat
Tip the domino
The walls of Jericho
His hand’s been overplayed
The defenses decay
And surely mutiny is in store
Ensnared by his own weight
Pawn d7, checkmate
Can’t hide anymore behind alternative facts
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5. |
Flyblown Web
03:26
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How do I paint this picture any clearer?
I’m just a handsome man
I ride the breeze
Maybe, if I stayed around, it could have worked out
In that flyblown web I tried to weave
That flyblown web I tried to weave
What can I say?
I wish I didn’t have to hurt you when I say I’m moving on
It's not my intention to cause you any sorrow
But I can’t compromise
I’ve only got one life to live
Everything is backwards from the rear view mirror
Wide awake at night, tried counting sheep... 1 2 3 4 5
My mind renders simulations of that timeline
In that flyblown web I tried to weave
Did I miss what else was up my sleeve?
What can I say?
I wish I didn’t have to hurt you when I say I’m moving on
It’s not my intention to cause you any sorrow
But I can’t compromise
I’ve only got one life to live
What can I say?
I wish I didn’t have to see that melancholy in your eye
But I would hardly mean it if I said I was sorry
So change your state of mind
I’ve only got one life
It’s mine.
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6. |
Struggle
02:32
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Staring at the ceiling, been counting tiles
I’ve traced along the lines by candlelight
They seem so misaligned, unreconciled
I haven’t slept in days now
I feel encumbered
The knick-knacks on the shelf flash beady eyes
The struggle’s with myself, yet I’m outnumbered
I’m running from a phantom
It permeates my cage
It’s holding me for ransom
No time to renegotiate
Anything I’d pay
Hidden in the chorus, avoid the stigma
Swallowing the key, break down the door
Ignore my humble plea
What an enigma
I’m running from a phantom
Such effervescent rage
This seems to be my anthem
I’m choosing to emancipate
Doing it my way
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7. |
The Hangover
03:43
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Mind-bending potion infused with flakes of glitter
Green tinted glass
Missing label no distiller
Thick like a lotion
It's heady and unfiltered
Unpry the latch
Down the escape hatch
I'm floundering through the dark
A Sisyphean climb
a vagrant mind in want of a spark
A sanguine tapestry of springtime
Try to ease my mind or don't say anything
Been strung out on caffeine
With gin in my canteen
Always calculating, rolling dice
Been doing it for free
I'm fueled by my vice
The gears revolve
Reaching false conclusions
I'm made of gasoline and craving nicotine
Time fluctuations
They set me up to stumble
Rose-colored glass
Sneakers and a foggy punch bowl
Self-flagellation for every time I mumble
Now strike the match
They're calling dispatch
I'm floundering through the dark
A Sisyphean climb
a vagrant mind in want of a spark
A sanguine tapestry of springtime
Try to ease my mind or don't say anything
Been strung out on caffeine
With gin in my canteen
Always calculating, rolling dice
Been doing it for free
I'm fueled by my vice
The gears revolve
Reaching false conclusions
I'm made of gasoline and craving nicotine
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8. |
Cacophony
04:21
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I try to ignore
The shrill lamentations I cram in the drawer
With old magazines
I pray but it don’t mean a thing
I lose my credence the sharper it stings
Dug a hole through the floor
I reek of cologne
Composing sad songs while fermenting alone
The things I fantasize
Leave me contorting my eyes
Clashing tones
A cacophony
Misled by a title page
My places of refuge all feel like a stage
I keep on getting stoned
To mute my inner spies
I’m wearing a disguise
I’m lost in my home
I’m spinning my wheels
Doing things I regret just to see how it feels
I know sometimes I lash out
I lose control when I’m shrouded in doubt
I spit in the well
And I need a drink
I can recalibrate
Shed my cocoon
Discard the dead weight
I’ll face my vertigo
And tumble down the slide
Emerging on the other side
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9. |
Moving On
04:16
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Draining a clogged up sink
Burdened by my sins and doublethink
Like a loyal worker ant
A righteous troubadour
Marching off to war
Abandoning the masquerade
A moralistic indignation among the people
How sanctimoniously thrilling
What they do ordain
But I don’t play that game
Rotten to the core
Deeply imbued, a sticky residue
Padlock on the door
Selective ears for fantasies and folklore
I’m moving on from yesterday
The things I wish I could unsay
And I would mean it
Take out the garbage always steeping in my head
As the quilt the foundation starts to fray
Unraveled thread by thread
Mothballs in the bank
A mine clogged in the sceptic tank
An indigestion that keeps churning
A little bluebird tweets
A rumble in the streets
I’ve been here before
My point of view
A brand new shade and hue
Defected from the war
No profiteer is gonna settle my score
I’m moving on from yesterday
The things I wish I could unsay
And I would mean it
Take out the garbage always steeping in my head
As the quilt the foundation starts to fray
Unraveled thread by thread
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10. |
Sadie
03:13
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Another day, got me thinkin’ of bills
A lazy shake, an empty bottle of pills
Walk the dog, take a shower and shave
Stale leftovers in my microwave
Got a career, got that job and home
I wear a tie and I use a comb
I’m making green, but it’s monochrome
But she’s the one that keeps me steady
She keeps me steady
Her name is Sadie
I love her daily
She sings melodies for only my ears
She gives me solace when I’m living in fear
Dreaming of our day in the sunshine
Entwined, her voice is sweeter than wine
With all we’ve shared, it still feels the same
She’s always there to numb my pain
With brand new strings and a coffee stain
She’s the one that keeps me steady
She keeps me steady
Her name is Sadie
I love her daily
Sadie
She keeps me steady
Until we're eighty
I'm feeling ready
Her name is Sadie
I love her daily
I said it plainly
I love you Sadie
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11. |
Love Song
03:18
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It sends me to the moon
Every time I sing our tune
So I'm here at your door
Might be inopportune
But you know I can stay all afternoon
I brought some some wine from the store
I'm Styrofoam
But you soften me like clay
I want to see you every day
Wherever I roam
When I'm with you I feel home
I'll never lead you astray
It feels like brand new shoes
Like a year without watching the news
I took your mother's cues
Learned all her recipes for you
The years fly by and there's been no intermission
I hope to love you when we're gray
Wherever we roam, when I'm with you I feel home
You know I'm going to stay
You keep on pressing snooze
I'll wake up to ensure your coffee brews
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12. |
Flying
03:27
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I'm floating away from here
Fly into the atmosphere
I'd hide anywhere
No ties tether me to the ground
Grey dreaming of deep azure
Halfway, no room to feel unsure
With open arms spread like wings
I'd soar out into the sea
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13. |
Roquenrol
03:32
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Kyle Schieffer Los Angeles, California
Kyle Schieffer is a Los Angeles based multi-instrumentalist, composer, and music producer. Originally from Austin, Texas, he studied music at the University of North Texas, before living several years in Spain where he absorbed the influences of the local scene and beyond. He creates music both as a solo artist as well as a composer for film and video games, then writes about it in third person. ... more
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