Acquaintances I can’t quite remember, faces blend into one another
The names just won’t come but I know we’ve let loose together (at some point)
Off to my meeting, Step 3’s just not happening
I’m guarded but starting to learn to express things
I was never shown how to say, but taught to hide things away
Pressure builds with no vent when the dust deflagrates a chain event
The families mourn the lost, they could have been saved by a broom and a mop
I guess it’s a lesson for next time, what else can it be? But a catalyst, post analysis,
Codified in three years, well maybe four, it’s hidden between the ifs and the ors
Chorus:
Those acquaintances are rooting for you
Close your eyes, deep breaths will pull you through
A temporary, momentary loss is all this ever was
You’re in good company with all the geniuses
You’ve got to stay on top of these things, relapse is an option to which I give nothing
Bring it down a notch when I’m up, learn that down is not too much
It’s tough to be mindful and recall the advice, cause my memory’s shit and I’m always enticed
To do more and more and create and deliver, but you’re always there to help me to carve out this river
I thought I knew it all, but that was only for a week or so. The brain’s a funny thing, it can sometimes be too powerful
I could say that I was embarrassed, but that isn’t true at all. I met a few in that wing who would never leave those halls
No more on-site smoking section, that was everything for some, it they took it away, how can healing begin?
Still it was peaceful there, and when I reminisce, I could never do better than this
Fight Scene:
That face, I think I’ve seen it before
Blue eyes, like the sky, something I can’t ignore
That face, it’s just so familiar
I think we had met over a game of billiards
Should I say hello or stay on my own?
Us humans, we’re not meant to be alone
But not everyone we meet is meant to stick around
A sea of people around me, I feel like I’ve drowned
Sinking deeper and deeper, will I ever be found?
Stuck in a loop like a merry-go-round
I want to ask who they are, and if I say “do I know you”, am I bizarre?
I don’t want to come off as awkward
And if I ask you, will you be bothered?
Acquaintances, that’s what we have to deal with
Being comfortable with everyone, to me that’s a myth
Acquaintances, they come and go
But what’s constant is there’s always a tomorrow
credits
from Independent Thought Alarm,
released August 6, 2018
Rap verse by Fight Scene
Guest vocals Thomas Love-Vani
The Woolly Mammoth Project is a rap-folk duo from the Ottawa Valley, traditional, unceded territory of the Algonquin nation.
Photo by Emi Bk- ww.emiliebesson.com
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