Weird Luck

by Life Size Maps

Weird Luck cover art
/
1.
02:46
lyrics
download
2.
03:43
lyrics
download
3.
03:43
lyrics
download

about

Recorded with Jeremy Scott at The Civil Defense

credits

released 12 February 2012
McKeever / Rob / Jordyn

tags

tags: alternative noise pop Brooklyn

license

all rights reserved

feeds

feeds for this album, this artist

shows

contact / help

For help with downloads, click here.

For all other inquiries, click here.

Track Name: Weird Luck
I don't know all the things you've seen
Underneath unfolding swells of green

You can pick the lock if you don't have the key
But some things you're better off not knowing

You've got weird luck, you've got weird luck
in time you'll know it well

You've got strange charms, you've got that going
The hourglass knows it comes down to timing

Excavating facts to see who's been lying
Carving out a tunnel for the new age of mining

You've got weird luck, you've got weird luck
in time you'll know it well
Track Name: Wind in the Furnace
Early in the morning, when I'm laying low
Smoke clears the dust and sprinklers start to flow

Soaking in the summer, wander starry eyed
wonder where the time has gone, the days we've left behind

My head's full of foil bending in the heat
Ideas form and glow all along the street

But something is chiming, louder now it seems
lawnmowers buzzing as they slowly creep

When everyone's asleep
it's alright by me,
Pawns in line but I'm free
from the sewer to the sea

Early in the evening go out for a drive
I will take you with me, passengers side

I don't have a reason for things I can't describe
like a wind in the furnace when everything is quiet

Now my sweat cools down, rests upon my brow
roll down the windows and watch the sun sink down

But in the backseat, flash me a strange smile
drag your feet across the flint until you light a fire

When everyone's asleep,
It's alright by me
Pawns in line but I'm free,
from the sewer to the sea
Track Name: Copper Mirror
Green like copper sheets
Warming metal in the heat
And you’re being indiscreet
While you stare

You’re sweating like a well
In white shirt sleeves from your shelf
Caught up in the restless spells

In days when you shake angrily
At conspiracies that you smell

They'll say: "end your days so restfully on quiet streets at least for now"

But it’s a lie
It’s lie
Even if they tell you otherwise

The lens is bent and curved
Its perspective is obscured
straight planes melt til they unfurl
in the heat wave

Ideas come to you
with a secondary view
with a vision slant and skewed
towards its own way

while you shake angrily
at conspiracies that you smell

They'll say: "end your days so restfully on quiet streets at least for now"

But it’s a lie
It’s lie
Even if they tell you otherwise

You’re floating downwards sinking down
Resign to sleep somehow
floating downwards sinking down
Resign to sleep somehow