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Part 1: All Apart

1A.
Music feels like games we play
And now I know the rules

You ran the chord to light you up
And love to keep you cool

I could be a plumber
If I’d had such faith in art

I’m such an absolutist
Cause the rest is all so bland

1B.
We slip intro atrocity
And fill our mouths with sand
Just not to be you

My eyes are open to live in streetlights
Could someone ever believe
I loved you too soon

For half the night we could be together
For half the night we could blow a hole
On the moon

1C.
I always thought we’d grow up together
Now maybe we’ll grow all apart
And that’s okay too

I always wanted to live together
I always wanted your eyes
To shine on the moon

I close my eyes where we’ll be together
And baby we do fall apart
To find ourselves new

You always said we’d throw up together
And maybe we’ll never know art
And is that okay too?

1D.
I was alright where we hid together
I wish that being in love was
Something to do

I was alright when we hid together
From knowing we could have love
For somebody new

I was alright where we hid together
From knowing that we forgot the things
That we knew

1E.
My bearded uncle is taking pictures
Faking days and a microscopic
Platoon

The bourbon stank in the room together
My pockets dragged and your eyelids
Started to swoon

I’m up all night like a rolling over
Thick with coffee that’s always
Pouring too soon

And blow the smoke in your open eyes
My teeth will rot and your tears
Will fall on the moon

I start to scream where we fall together
You rush my eyes and you push a pen
In the wound

You call me loud when I call you quiet
I’ll scream too much til my words
Alight on the moon

1F.
I’ll never change when I'm all afraid
Of something as scary as losing
What I had in you

I always thought you were in the middle
Before my hand and beneath the smoke
In my room

We’re up all night and we’re all hung over
And there’s just so much
Growing up to do

We smoked all night and we’re all hung over
We ran it right and we thought
About it too soon

We’re up all night and we’re all hung over
We loved too much and we fought
About it too soon


Part 2: On The Line (Possession)

We’ll still just keep on growing on the line
Possession feels so long after a time
It’s jealous and it’s cheap and mottled wine will fill you up

We’ll still just keep on saying that you’re mine
Possession feels like summer and resign
We’re heavy like a rocket, all these lies could hold us up
Intersecting sockets, little eyes can fill me up
I found you in my locket and I’m wrong to lift you up
Forgotten in my pockets all the lines could fill us up

We’ll still just keep on growing on the line
Possession feels so long after a time
We’re pressure into beats and all this wine could fill you up

We’ll still just keep on saying that you’re mine
Possession feels like summer and resign
I’m vintage like an artist and I’m wrong to lift you up


Part 3: Into You

I’m sorry I couldn’t grow into you
I’m sorry I couldn’t grow into you

One day we will grow
And we’ll watch the parade
And we’ll know what we knew

And I wish that I had fallen into you
I wish I had forgotten what I knew

One day we will grow
And we’ll watch the parade
And one day you will know
How much I’m afraid
Not to fall into you

But I’m sorry I couldn’t grow into you
And I’m sorry I couldn’t dream harder than you

One day in the cold
I’ll freeze on my face
And I’ll run to the snow
Falling back to embrace
All the dreams that we knew

But I’m sorry I didn’t fall into you
And I’ll imitate myself reflecting you

One day we’ll combust
Forget to complain
Forget how to rust
And buy me a plane
And fly to the dust
And oil the rain
Stuck between me and you

I’m sorry I always sing the same as you
I’m sorry I always sound the same to you
I’m sorry I didn’t fall into you

You’ll call me too bland
And I’ll call you a spade
Hear my left hand
Across the parade
The merry-go-round’s
Addicting refrain
Didn’t grow into you

And I’m sorry I didn’t fall into you
For the first time I’d like to be contented too
And maybe I could be an ocean too

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from Postcards, released February 24, 2017

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underorder is the avant indie project of composer/multi-instrumentalist Gabriel Zucker. underorder sets simple folklike melodies within dense, evocative soundscapes and epic compositions.

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