1. |
The Listener
01:25
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2. |
Last Man Standing
04:44
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Something is different
A ghost town where dance halls would stand
This drag doesn’t feel good
And all I know seems to be falling
I never questioned
Is chemistry left in our romance
Because I don’t need to
We still have legs enough to dance, dance
Is this what you meant when you said
That we’re not in a place where we belong
Because even if I’m the last man standing
I know I’m right being so wrong
Call it denial
But I don’t think that I should leave yet
This isn’t revival
We aren’t done; we still have time left
How can I be wrong
Where is everyone
Is this whole thing gone
Cause we built it, woah oh
I put everything
Into every word I sang
To see it all decay
Cause we didn’t built it all
To watch it fall
Is this what you meant when you said
That lions are chasing us down
And I’ll run ‘til I feel so weightless
I’ll run ‘til I feel so weightless
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3. |
The First Omen
00:45
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I think I get it now
Actually, I think we all do
We all know enough about ourselves
We’ve spent years’ worth of torment and energy
Thinking about thinking about thinking
And trying to understand those thoughts.
Those jumbled messes
And maybe we’ll transpose them,
Maybe we’ll find a surface
In the depths
Of our selves
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4. |
Simple Seed
03:40
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We are the ghosts
This is an afterlife
We need a new start
This seed will grow in time
We are alone here
Our paradise has faded away
We stand as watchmen
We reminisce about the glory days
So introverted
We’ll never see the damage we made
By doing nothing
By being stone and watching the graves
I tried so hard to leave
The best of me
To be the simple seed
To grow in peace
I’ll plant what I’ve learned
Inside the earth
To finally know rebirth
Become something that’s worth its weight in mistakes
Until I feel it in my bones
That we can call the dead the living
And after all these years
We’ve redefined our home
[I really do think that I get it now
There’s something…someone…everyone...missing here
It’s just us
The last remaining ghosts
Haunting a graveyard where there’s nothing left to haunt but our own minds
And who really cares how much I know about myself anyway
There’s not even anyone here to share that with]
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5. |
Eden
03:58
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The scene – is in the dead of night
Or at least that’s what it seems
The trees – they cover up the sky
I can’t see through the leaves
The thorns – they send me stumbling
My body hits the floor
The war – my mind erasing me
I don’t know what to do anymore
And here’s what I thought I’d never say
That I have been fighting everyday
I’m calling for you
Eden’s gone astray
I call your name, but there’s not
I call your name but there is no one around
These lost refrains, no they don’t
Don’t make a sound
I try to find myself in what I already know
But something tells me that won’t be enough anymore
I will be great
But I know I have to make a sound
I need a minute just to breathe
I can’t seem to find the air
Fatigue is overwhelming me
I don’t have energy to spare
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6. |
Rome
04:35
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We see the sun, we feel the heat
Making shadows of our enemies
Just the three of us, a daunting task
Set upon this bridge, no turning back
This is where we take our stand
We’ll hold the line, we’ll save their lives
If we fail there’s no tomorrow
If we die then Rome will follow
The fight goes on endlessly
As the sun fades to the sea
Tired men make their retreat
As we remain, with unmoving feet
This is what they’ll all remember
We’ll hold the line, we’ll stay alive
If we fail there’s no tomorrow
If we die then Rome will follow
If we fail
There’s no tomorrow
If we die here
Rome will follow
The captain stands dead to rights
Far behind enemy lines
Overwhelmed, he turns his head
And gives the order: blow the bridge.
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7. |
The Second Chance
01:07
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I think I get it now
I’ve spent enough time looking at myself from new angles
I understand myself enough
I think we all do
Our minds have been stuck memorizing the way that every single synapse pulses and pounds
Creating these currents…this energy
All culminating in a surplus of fucked up souls with infinite ways to describe just how indefinitely lost we all really are
I used to think this was a prison, but it’s not
This is an afterlife
We did this to ourselves
Our wounds are both self-inflicted and self-reflexive
Our words are these stale emotional confessions
But they can be more
They have to be more.
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8. |
Dreams
04:05
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Dreams that keep me up at night
Dreaming of a better life
Restless dreams that plague my mind
Anything to see the morning light
I am locked inside my own head
And at quite a moment – trapped inside my own bed
My head bleeds with the time that I’ve spent trying
I’m dying to understand the thoughts
That influence these nightmares
Night terrors
Not afraid, but I’m right there
And then the fright tears
All the seams of my life bare
But that’s fine
At least I’m getting through the night
But as the hours step aside and let thoughts overtake your mind
Then you’re left with the same questions
And stuck on the same methods
They say that you’re sane – yes
But they can’t even address
The war goes on
My thoughts fight a paragon
My dreams unchecked, unknown
I brace for a marathon
The kind of a battle that rattles the core of my mind
And in time, I will find that I’m in the eye of brainstorm
The pain’s strong
Because I’ve lost track of myself
My mental shelf life expired
I am in this hell
I can’t control my own dreams
Do you know what that means?
I’ve seen my fantasies turn against me
And honestly
I’m afraid
Fucking terrified
The things I fight all day
Are what come out at night
And I can promise you that my dreams
Are what keep them alive
And so I sit
Desperately awake
And hoping that they’ll die
Dreamer, do you know the answer
Dreamer, stay alive
Dreamer, do you know the answer
Dreamer, find the sunlight
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9. |
The Lost Anachronists
03:59
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This is not a race against time
We’re fighting from the inside
Against the souls and soldiers of past lives
The remnants of an empire
We will rise…tonight
We will rise…alive
This is what happens when the house blows you down
This is where we’re left
Without the ears to know we’re making a sound
Just the lost anachronists
But this is not a call to resign
To our temporal confines
Pulled apart and left a sacrifice
The product of a divide
This is what happens to the ones made of stone
While the axis spins
Too rooted deep in all the places they’ve known
Now the lost anachronists
We are, we are the lost anachronists
We are, we are the lost anachronists
This is what happens when the house blows you down
The lost anachronists.
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10. |
Homeless Ghosts
05:38
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I fought homelessness for so long
For years a placeless ghost
Using walls of layered thickness
To stray from the bare bones
Stripped down I’ll search the rubble
I haven’t dug this deep before
These hands are far too clean to know
What they are looking for
But this is my wreck, and nothing will go unturned
As I dig into the rubble and pieces of bridges burned
These unused hands carry everything they can
Then I’ll finally know; maybe then I’ll understand
I fought homelessness for so long
For years a placeless ghost
And ideas I haven’t sold are
What’s left of my aging soul
I’ve fought homelessness for so long
For years a placeless ghost
But I finally found the answer
I’ll stop searching and build my home
My own, my own home
This is everything
Everything to me
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11. |
The Third Side
01:07
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I think I get it now
This is not a repackaging, not a rephrasing, not a revolution
This is rebirth, redefinition
Because we’ve still got energy left
Enough to look around, to understand that we’ve fallen, and to scatter the ashes of who we used to be
And rebuild
This might be the same old world
But look at it with different eyes
Eyes looking outward, forward
To the pulsing tides of our surroundings
This world is old for now, but soon it will be nothing like it once was
Because maybe we don’t get it. But I do.
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12. |
Nothing to Lose
04:18
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We stand with waning hopes and weary hearts
We live as remnants of a world that has passed us by
Living through memories that never part
Watching in silence. We don’t know if we’re alive
As the seconds play, all the legends fade
And the old refrain, what a golden age
We don’t know how to live outside the past
Existing in a never-ending yesterday
But it’s time to see
That the world is changing
And the introverted ones like us
Are the ones that will be left behind
I can tell this is the turning point and
I don’t want to fade away like those in the past
I won’t be another stranded voice, no
I will stand and make this moment last
There’s something more here
And I don’t fully understand the path I choose
But what should I fear
When I got nothing to lose
We used to paint ourselves and all of our faults
Creating nothing more than pictures on the wall
We thought ourselves to be internal artists
Spending our words forgetting the departed
But now, take a deeper breath, let it find a way
Just like brushes can, to another space
Maybe we’ll learn a different kind of truth
We speak the loudest when there’s nothing left to lose.
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13. |
Outside My Head
03:57
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I felt this way before
For years my thoughts were acting
Reacting
As though my brain were in itself the world
And this is where it turns
Endlessly without days
And no way
To understand what’s in the grey
But I’ll never lie in a restless mind
I’ll never lie with the words that I always failed to find
I can exist outside my head
Let me exist outside again
I can exist outside my head
Let me exist outside my head again
I’ve felt it all unfold
Despite my greatest efforts
And lost words
These hands and what they’ve broken hurt
I’m not too far gone
To go back now
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14. |
Sunlight
04:56
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This is where we are now
Striving for a second chance and
Living day by day
Lost in retrospective glances
Set the plans in motion
We will learn our past mistakes and
Turn our thoughts to actions
Laying plans for our escape
So here we go again now
We’re living on borrowed time
We’ll never know what’s yet now
We’re waiting for the sunlight
Here we go again now
We’re tired but still alive
We’re letting go what’s left now
And waiting for the sunlight
We are everything that
You’ve ever known but in name alone
Severing tradition
And putting ourselves where we don’t go
As the borders fade we
See what we can now inherit
Drawing on surroundings
The sunrise becomes more apparent
We are everything that you’ve ever known
We aren’t anything that you’ve ever known
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15. |
Apricity
03:16
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We’re given a fresh start
The rebirth is almost completed now
With life back in our hearts
What’s left is to know that it’s about
Making something important
A symbol for those that we left behind
Unbreakably solid
A monument showing we survived
Wake up, you’re alive
Open your eyes
And see everything another time
This is your second chance at life
Being lost is so close to being found
Being lost is so close, so close, so close
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16. |
The Fourth Wall
04:58
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We went back to a familiar place
Where the memory occurred
And put our feet in the same spaces
They stood all those years before
We’ve grown tired since that day
With the burdens that we brought
And darker lines upon our faces
Trace the battles that we’ve fought
Look at how far we’ve come
And how far we’ve yet to go
Visions of what we’ve done
They pass with a fading glow
There’s a fire burning in our eyes
We had lost it for a time
When the war had seemed so hopeless
Broken men we stood side by side
There are few survivors now
We can’t count we the ones we lost
But we will never feel so empty
Memories keep us hanging on
We have all been stung by the men of war
There is no known cure
The prognosis begs for terminal
But we won’t rest or seek withdrawal
Oh, it begs for terminal
But we won’t rest or seek withdrawal
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Projections Baltimore, Maryland
With pop-punk inspired melodies, electronic and pop instrumentals, and a theatricality all its own, Baltimore's Projections brings a new and unique edge that draws on the influences of each of its members. Their debut album The Fourth Wall accomplishes that goal beautifully, showcasing their new sound in a way that’s authentic and self-aware while maintaining a fun and relatable feeling. ... more
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