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Chemical Flower
02:42
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Oh there’s something
Coming over me
It feels empty, it feels light
Cleaning the kitchen
In a strangers apartment
Gotta mop the floors
Gotta make it look nice
I love the sunlight
Pouring through the window
Makes me feel beautiful
As it burns my chest
I used to wonder
Where I would be
If i didn’t have your love
Guiding me
And here i am,
Washing the floors
Soaking the dishes
Rearranging the drawers
In a stranger’s apartment
Twenty bucks an hour
Inhaling the scent of a chemically
Composed flower
Every small thing
Is meaningful to me
The craigslist woman
Who loved astronomy
The ceaseless barking
Of the neighbor’s dog
Missing your call
To have a talk with God
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2. |
Joke/Dream
02:45
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Everybody’s having some fun
If you wanted,
Well you could have come
Took it straight to center stage
Got myself a man twice my age
And it feels like a kind of joke
And I feel like i’m gonna choke
Everybody’s watching the news
Getting outraged over the ruse
Paying people to take the guilt
With a view in Beverly Hills
And it feels like a kind of joke
Trying to find some shade
‘Neath a cloud of smoke
Well just take a breath and feel the air
Burn your lungs and singe your hair
Tent community across the street
Well they got no doors, nor shoes on their feet
And it feels like a kind of joke
Hey where’s the guy with the master stroke?
To paint it over, plant something green
Give me a job and make me mean
Yeah everybody wants to have fun
After work lets go lie in the sun
Let it feel like a fucking dream
Let it feel like a kind of dream
Oh it feels like a dream
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Smoke Dome
04:04
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It rained for the first time this year
As I was pulling into town
Semiotic study, take it as a good thing
There’s not much left to cling to
Living under this smoke dome
Green neon coming into the apartment
When I think of you in bed with somebody else
I remember the possessive parasite
Within myself
I want to control as I’m controlled
Perpetuate the simulation
Reaching with force into the mirror
Shattered refection
And a bloody hand
Take fragments of a dreamed life
And get creative
Pesticides and orange skies
Free love making
Take the exit with the best view
Of any uncertain future
Yeah I want to be alone
But not forever
Not forever
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4. |
Here
02:02
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Everything, everyday
Has a price, gotta pay
Working hard, hard to sleep
Stimulate, living cheap
And they know what you want
But they wont give it out
Glitches in your bandwidth
Peel an orange, eat the pith
Bitterness requires
The lack of your desires
And the fruit is just sitting there
Waiting for
Someone to come along
Give it life, write a song
Make you feel something new
For a moment or two
But the moment is gone
Just as you recognize
That it’s here
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5. |
Impasse
02:22
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Can’t quite keep up with all of the noise
Burning army men with the boys
Plastic play things, playboy subscription
Got an amphetamine addiction
You’ve been building quite a big brand
Climate crisis, slap of the hand
Commodify your every thought
Craft compassion to get on top
Trace it to the atomic bomb
Family values, patriot song
Catholic skirt below fingertips
Indoctrinate citizenship
Yeah everyone here is trying to win
Power or paper or recognition
Someday soon, we’ll reach the impasse
And all you know will be leaving you, fast
Everyone here is trying to win
Power or paper or recognition
Someday soon, we’ll reach the impasse
And all you know will be leaving you, fast
All you know will be leaving you, fast
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I guess somethings never change
Know the body, forget the name
Every breath is deeper than the next
Till you bottom out
And start to climb again
Return inwards, touch yourself
Light a candle, watch it melt
Every night is deeper than the fight
You are willing to put up
It’s just not worth it
Laugh out loud and sleep next to
Someone who can comfort you
Everyone is trying to outrun the same feeling
There’s nothing you gotta prove
So say less and close your close
Make a mess and come inside
Everyone is trying to outrun the same feeling
And I want to help you move
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7. |
Lingering (demo)
03:28
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Pictures on the white walls
Black mold on the ceiling
There’s a man cross the street
Who looks in at me
And when you call in the evening
There’s an old light lingering
Around everything
Wanted to tell you
Something small and stupid
But I couldn’t remember
When I saw your face
As I rounded the corner
It smelled like piss and garbage
Fifth and avenue A
Don’t want to get used to
How it feels to hold you
Want to lose the desire
To hold anything at all
As the crosswalk counts down
Flashing orange in the rain
Crossing over Canal
Well I better get home
I’ve got work to do
But I don’t have to do it
If you wanna come too
Cause I get so tired
Always running around
Keeping track of the time
And I want to slip into
that Fragile Plane
Where I exist without a body or name
And you meet me there
For a moment
Before we return to my room
With pictures on the white walls
And black mold on the ceiling
And an old light lingering
Around everything
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Living in the city is so beautiful
Watching the fire fall from my rooftop
Deeper into my subconscious
I suppress that fire
Gonna get drunk today
It’s only every once in a while
I mean, come on, how long can you expect someone
To live on the corner of a highway and the corner
Of a construction site
Gonna get drunk today
Only every now and again
Living in the city is so beautiful
When you’ve got a partner and a room
A waterfall, a river of meaning
When you’ve got a partner and a room
But don’t expect it to last
Your landlord’s gonna kick you out
And your partner is gonna kick you out too
Living in the city is so beautiful
When you’re all alone sitting on that bench
Looking out at some family
When you’re all alone on that bench
And the wind is kissing your cheek
That brief communion of the ether and flesh
Yeah it’s cold outside and your tears are warm
For everyone lost
For everyone lost
Living in the city is so beautiful...
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Allegra Krieger New York, New York
Allegra Krieger was born in 1845 to two Selkies in the Atlantic Ocean. When occupying her human form, she resides in New
York City, on the sixth floor of a hotel in east midtown. She writes songs, bad checks, love letters, and poorly formatted emails. She knows terrible things can be beautiful, too. How remarkably human!
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