1. |
Held
04:47
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I’ve been hiding from my friends
Feeling painfully small
Been planning this for years
And it’s funny how it all worked out
Buried in my sleep
With no one around
Walking crooked has its thrills
And I’ll see every one through
If only I could be so tall
I’d hold it in my teeth
And swim ‘til we drown
Its funny how it all works out
Cornered near the water
Blurry ocean
I’ll be heavy for you
Followed by a mountain
Falling over all the dreams
I thought I saw
Well, if there’s something to be held
I’m unaware of its shape
Drag its body up a hill
It’s funny how it all works out
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2. |
Big Dreams
02:39
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You are not a strong swimmer
You’ve made it out here
On your tight jaw
This is not your mother’s house
Its where she goes when you’re sleeping
Welcome in
You are now ordained
Carrying the family name
Made you a believer
Big and brave
Welcome home
Little secrets have turned you inside out
And you can’t get warm
And every time we find you thrashing around
We can’t console you
We do not know you
Baby boy with his big dreams
Falling down
Baby boy with his big dreams
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3. |
Wolves
03:41
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I know I’m reaching
For some metaphorical death
This is all that I have
And I’m dragging you into it
You understand
Its not a comfortable feeling
Our house has been marked
There are wolves in our yard
And they have come for the baby
Have there always been
So many windows?
I love you in the worst
Possible way
Either here and now
Or some other day
It doesn’t matter
Everyone knows where we sleep
Let them come in
We’ll bury them in the garden
I love you in the worst possible way
I’m sorry
This is only nature winning
This is everything we have
This is all in my head
And you are a part of it now
I’m sorry
I know I’m reaching for some
Metaphorical death
This is all that I have
And I’m dragging you into it
You understand
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4. |
Everything Always
04:28
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Roll it over, make it bend
Lay it all out and put makeup
On the body again
Wasted hunter on the rope
Big memory-man with his fairy tale fever
And his legs broke
Drag it outside in the sun
Watch it blister,
Watch it try to run
Everything always overwhelming
Everything always, everything always
Fold it up and take it home
Saturday singer with the nails back in his bones
Look at him, look at him
Look at him go
Shuffling backwards into memory
Arranging his blood back into meaning
Everything always overwhelming
Everything always, everything always
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5. |
Sick Like You Mean It
03:57
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Terror holds its meaning
Learn to fly low
There were angels here
And they are fleeing their homes
Scattering our busted bones
What is your shade?
Are you a demon?
Who told you my name?
It seems we want the same things
Who’s drowning who in who’s dreams?
I know I’m being followed
But it doesn’t mean much
These seams, they can only burst once
Empty and still satisfied
I’ve hollowed out a hill
Buried alive
I don’t know what I’m saying
I am barely here
What’s left but a whimper
Followed by silence
And an old, lasting love
We are ancient and sleepy
Burning through our bodies
Bellowing and tall
That’s what I like about you
Have you been drinking?
Can we keep it a secret?
You’re a million, we’ve got it now
Everything’s alright, calm down
Swallowed by nothing
We’ve made it this far
But the guards, they’ve come stomping
And now you feel how small you are
Yes I’m being followed
But it doesn’t mean much
Nothing here is real
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You took the dark-moon invitation
Tried to stay alive
Pulled the diamonds from your eyes
Became the body on the front lawn
Saying when
There are no mothers on the payroll
No one staying around
To bring you roses in their mouths
But if its only consolation that you need
You could have had anything
But you clipped your own wings
Lying in the backseat
Just bleeding
Your own mattress turned to pavement
And she is there, cruel as hell
By the bedside table
Don’t go looking in the mirror
Just take the win
Everybody dies
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7. |
My Brother Killed a Fox
04:05
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You nearly had it
But they followed you home
Here’s another long night
On the firing line
Beat down to the colors
Lost as a memory
Here’s all that you have
Here’s all that you’ll be
Nobody there to pull you back in
You’re gonna have to fight to live
Hold my light
Like its as fleeting as it is
But don’t get too soft
This violence here is real
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8. |
Spruce; Condemned
04:02
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Simply put, I’m not through playing
Broken hands and head
Still cutting through the water
I am this man
Simply put, I’m not through bleeding
I am the tempest
Swallowing this land
Do you understand?
I am this man
Here in the empty, smiling darkness
Swaying now just like I’m meant to
Singing my sanctuary songs
From the bottom
My sacred plan
To be the only man
Here in the empty, smiling darkness
There is an anxious silence
Leaving its shape in my bed
I will lie here, smoldering
And sleeping in
Next to it
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9. |
The Loneliest Room
03:05
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I am breathing still
In a bottomless world
Forcing light into my eyes
I’m here
Its not a folly of my dreams
This is real
Until the day I go
But I have my friends
And I know they can’t come with me
But man it feels good to pretend
There’s no clever way around it
No one cares you saw it coming
We’re all here
And this will take you, too
In the loneliest room
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I used to think that every
Human interaction
Was important
Lately I hate anyone
Who talks to me
I’m not sure how that happened
I used to think that every hill
Was a mountain
Now I know I’m just tired
Just these bones
Carrying this weight
I don’t know how they do it
But I will die
And everything will be just fine
Drag all the lights inside
I still remember smiling
At strangers
Now I know they’re all killers
Eyes down, like I mean it
To the pavement
God knows I’m a bleeder
I’m afraid of children
And their mothers
Cause I know what can happen
I will die
And everything will be just fine
Drag all the lights inside
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Nesting Seattle, Washington
Nesting is the musical project fronted by songwriter Aaron Kasson (also of Seattle math rock band Reader). This is Nesting's debut, a dark, introspective record filled with mystic wonder. Live the band feels like a PNW version of Magnolia Electric Co. RIYL slowcore, dark psyche folk, etc. Yes, Aaron is OK. ... more
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