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Twenty-One Reasons
04:02
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Twenty-One Reasons
Don’t look down, gravity lost this round
We could float about above the clouds and never come down
Cuz I don’t settle for less than a crown
Call her a queen, if that’s what I found
If we’re only kites without string
Who will shelter us from the wind?
When I saw that the world’s in the passenger seat
There are always twenty-one reasons to love
In the greenest grass, so long ago, we sat
I was fighting against my cheekbones to stay composed outside
Back when your eyes first met mine
Are you hoping there is a way
To grow closer with every day?
Cuz I saw that the world’s in the passenger seat
There are always twenty-one reasons to love
Sometimes the thoughts and the feelings inside get
Lost on the road to my tongue from my mind
But that spark in your eye lit a fire in our hearts now we’re
Burning with love from inside
Every step you’ve taken ‘til now
Won’t compare to your walk down the aisle
Cuz I know that the world’s in the passenger seat
There are always twenty-one reasons to love
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Architect of Shame
03:39
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Architect of Shame
Tell me you’re a cigarette
Burning brightly ‘til your last breath
I can’t help but question why we’re giving it up so quick
Tell me you’re a shooting star
Make a wish and dream to go far
When the lightning came down, you said, “Give it all that you got.”
But I’m not defined by these shoulder shrugging ways
Turn your back to save some face
Curtain’s drawn, but they are calling out our name
Cuz after all this time it goes to show
That you cannot back down or lose all hope
Johnny was a younger man
He left his home and tried to start again
I guess the pain was too much
Now he’s making it on his own
I remember the look, how you were set in your ways
You were the sword in the stone
Now I’m catastrophizing everything
Depression mixed with red fury
But I step right back and I see the faces of those who led the way
And I know that I am loved
So we’ll stand back up and proclaim
I’m not defined by an architect of shame
Money’s short cuz dad won’t pay
You were wrong and they will all forget your name
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Farva
04:52
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Farva
Finally so close to find that we are really one thousand steps behind
So we pray for miracles to find time is nothing but our foe
Think of me tonight
With all of our worries cast aside
In our darkest times
Illuminate your heart for mine
Is this lucidity?
Am I floating near the surface?
Is this happening?
Where do we go from here?
With your hair between my fingers
Is this happening?
Every plan fades, almost time to forget your picture perfect dreams
But our eyes meet, throw away tradition, let love be our relief
When did the air become so still?
This isn’t what we wanted
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Down to the Lions
03:41
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Down To The Lions
I feel alone
There’s a void between my dreams and your repose
And on it goes
But I chose my path some eighteen years ago
I will descend down to the lions
But you already know
I will pull myself to the bottom
Just to crawl back home
I hit the road
While the kids are lingering out in the unknown
And this is cold
As my naked fingers find another’s hold
Well I’m the first to say that I love you
But words are not enough to stay
Oh God, I’m sorry, but this time I really fucked it all up
I will seal my soul in a bottle and throw it out to sea
When the whitecaps swallow my honor
I will feel release
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Cold
03:57
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Cold
Closer than you think, like I can taste your breath now
The glow in your eyes and all the leaves that fall down
I’m not the one to complain, but this is such foreign ground
It’s cold when November comes around
Another weekend away, another hide and seek round
Searching to fill in the space, the one that our lips found
Could you be a boomerang? Like maybe this could come back
It’s cold when temptation finds its path
This is false, this is wrong
If this bottle’s all that brings us closer
I think we’re falling apart
(I think we’re falling apart)
One last time, say you’re mine
If these dreams are all that bring us closer
I think we’re falling apart
The memory of a ghost, a bitter face in the crowd
And twenty-one goes to show now we can drink this pain down
Without the courage to say: “The ending haunts me so bad.”
It’s cold when you’re wanting what you’ve had
Maybe I’m wrong, maybe this was the final bow to tie the knot
Maybe I’m wrong, sometimes it gets hard to back up what I…
Maybe I’m wrong
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Seasons
06:23
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Seasons
Tell me again about your plans
Where will you go, where have you been?
Spent all your days across the globe or took the knee and asked the girl?
Stand in line, wait for the call
But dressed in black, we mourn the loss
Who would we be without those nights
Blurring into the mornings?
With our glory days behind us now and reaching back is not allowed
Stuck on the line between that place
I’d take you if I found a way
These are the dreams; filling us and telling us
We’re more than the fears; scarring us and stalling us
From seeing the things some of us or all of us
Choose to just not believe
Are you alive or holding on?
Taking it all for granted
Do they know that once we called this home?
From Benedict to Von dy Rowe
Left with what I don’t understand I’ll face it like the man I am
And change is just another way to tell that we can still feel pain
We are the seasons
Summer is gone and with the fall, maybe we’ll find our purpose
What if everyone could sing along and lift it up for one last song?
Still in your eyes I see those days
Memories will never fade
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Delaney Manchester, New Hampshire
Delaney is a four-piece pop rock/emo band based out of southern NH. Our second EP "A Small Remaining Quantity of Something" will be released on June 26th!
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