1. |
Where to Begin
02:21
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Changing slowly
Pacing myself
I can't move on until I know
Where to begin
Holding tightly
Taking my time
I can't let go until I know
Where to begin
Holding tight
Changes sink in
Take my time
Where to begin
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2. |
Under the Pressure
03:10
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Under the pressure
My heart is racing fast and faster all the time
It lies dormant
Until the moment everything comes crashing
Down, down, down, down
Above the noise
My mind is wandering ‘round the crowds and through the stress
It builds quickly
Until my sickly grace and manners boil
Down, down, down, down
It's hard to know where to start
When everything is at your fingertips
Maybe I know what I want in my heart of hearts
I feel it on the tip of my tongue, on the edge of my lips
But in the thick of it I can't make up my mind
So everything comes crashing
Down, down, down, down
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3. |
The Bell Jar
06:01
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Biding my time in an all-too-familiar light
This cycle’s got me in a whirl
Trying to move as if I have everything to prove
In this uncaring spectator’s world
And all my options only pain me, I’m stuck here in a daydream
While my choices start to fall to the ground
Maybe comfort’s an illusion I’m caught in my delusions
It’s a never-ending merry-go-round
And down every unlit path lies fertile soil where I could sow
I’m just another young miss Plath
Oh Sylvia, tell me
Where am I wanting to go?
Stuck in my mind’s eye while the rest of them pass me by
My fervor is fading
Trying to glance ahead without leaving a chance for missteps
Just waiting
And every future starts to beckon and tug, I guess I reckon
I should focus in and narrow it down
Maybe comfort’s just a figment; I thought it was a fig
But now it’s shriveled and abnormally brown
Within every fallen fruit lie seeds of a life that I could grow
I’m a puppet of my youth
Oh Sylvia, tell me, what am I wanting to know?
The longer that I wait it seems I’m only tempting fate
To move along while I’m left catching my breath
It all happens so quick, but if I cannot stand to pick
Then I’ll be by my lonesome starving to death
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4. |
Learning to Trust
04:45
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Turning inside out
My ideas quickly fade into doubt
Giving you my hand
I can’t tell if you will understand
What’s going through my mind
All I ask is that you just give me some time
I’m learning to trust you
When you look in my eyes
I can’t find the words to verbalize
What I feel inside
All I ask is that you just give me some time
I’m learning to trust you
Just give me some time
I’m learning to trust you
I'm learning to trust this
New beginning as I stumble blindly into
Circumstances of uncertainty
Can I measures up to expectations if my
Apprehensions get the best of me
Facing transitions that I cannot comprehend
I'm left with decisions that I cannot defend
Running in circles til my body hits the ground
And time demands that all my answers must be found
New beginnings at the end
Missing it becomes the trend
Overwhelmed, I'm breaking down
Under pressure, come unwound
My mind is made up, but who knows what lies ahead
Who I become may lay another path instead
I'll do my best to leave my worries on the shelf
Realizing that you’ve shown me how to trust myself
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5. |
Echoes
04:14
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Shifting, Drifting in and out of summer’s balmy dream
Waking, Taking in all that these eyes have seen
Letting the setting sun cast on me all its dying hues
Ceasing, Releasing onto fragrant avenues
Echoes of a Former life direct me to the ground
And in falling I have found
I’m sinking further away from who I once was
Itching, Switching into something new that has begun
Transcending, Bending the vacancy that I’ve become
Lingering, quietly moving toward ambiguity
Beckoning, listfully waiting for a response
Truthfully examining intentions
Cynically cycling inside such synchronicity
Reaching toward the unknown, thick thistles overgrown
Difficulty discerning direction
If it was, let it be gone
Let me find new ground upon which I can establish new trajection
Echoes of a Former life direct me to the ground
And in falling I have found
I’m sinking further away from who I once was
Swaying through a daze but now
I’m planted in the earth, rooted in the dirt
Drinking in deeply the life that is growing through me
And I’m sinking further away from who I used to be
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Sisters Fair Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
Having grown up in a musical home, it was only a matter of time before sisters Cynthea Kelley and Liz Kelley-Tavernier fabricated this unique project. Sisters Fair combines blending harmonies with an unparalleled musical chemistry that only siblings can share. ... more
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