Ropes

from by First Person(s)

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      $1 USD  or more

     

lyrics

To each their own little rope to pull
towards distant hopes or dope to dull,
the little voice inside your skull
telling you "Time's up- so don't try anymore."

To each their own little way to be,
'cause we all walk so differently.
Survive and strive on concrete seas,
deft little dots entering and exiting.

It's busy, life. It's business time.
Working to save up a dime.
Everyday feels like a way to sputter out and struggle,
then re-align.

Yeah we came into this funny world,
it's not funny at all but we make it so-
arrogant and hysterical.
Reflective of the collective that calls here home.


So look up tonight, see all those little lights?
You're in the center of a story older than all of them combined.


To each their own little rope to pull,
towards distant hope- no dope to dull.
The little voice inside your skull,
telling you "climb up, and take control."

To every baby alive since '85- fresher than me and more clear eyed.
Be sure you find your way outside,
don't get too obsessed with tiny windows.

To every elder, sage, and friend I know-
that's transitively helped me grow.
Called me out and told me "no",
don't ever let me eyes turn to empty windows.

And to every dream that was ever had, every child and Mom and Dad.
Anyone who ever wanted to understand,
I hope somewhere you know you are
My Hero.


So look up tonight, see all those little lights?
You're in the center of a story older than all of them combined.
So look up tonight, see all these little lives?
You're in the center of a story older than all of them combined.

credits

from Six, released June 6, 2016

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

First Person(s) Raleigh, North Carolina

contact / help

Contact First Person(s)

Streaming and
Download help