The Stills Don’t Talk Down

Don’t, don’t talk down to me

Your head is moving side to side

Our temperatures rise

I hear the Devil outside

You’re heading north

Well I’m heading south

Well I hope the words are right when they leave your mouth

Well I’m better off now

Don’t, don’t talk down to me

Your head is moving side to side

Our temperatures rise

I hear the…

Some things I can’t be under

I take one more step

I’m lacing up my gloves

Well I’m better off now

Don’t, don’t talk down to me

Your head is moving side to side

Our temperatures rise

I hear the Devil outside

The Stills Let’s Roll

Lie on the floor of the runway, baby

Wait for the ride; we’ll have a comfortable fly

And don’t be afraid, to be afraid here with me

And plunge, little worm, into the worm-hole with me

Let’s roll… [2x]

South to the sea, I got a sailboat for free

Yes, little worm, we’ll sail the sewage out to sea

And don’t be afraid, of the roaming alligators

And save the heart attacks for later

Let’s roll… [4x]

North, to the fringe, I know a bar there that’s in

Out of the way, in a Hades kind of way

But I’m not afraid, as long as you’re here with me

Let’s roll… [8x]

The Stills Rooibos / Palm Wine Drinkard

What is this influence I am under

Fireworks erupting and thunder

I see the sky

Clouding over

Wild acid peaking

It spreads

Like a flood

Meteors

Shower

The earth here

A war

Down the rivers of blood

Where the junk rolls

Graffiti

I glow in the dark

So you see me

I ache and I swing

I brought all I can bring

I want everyone

To know

I held my body underwater

Never struggled

Floating weightless

And I drifted

Into madness

Filled with visions

From a terrible past

The most polluted city

In the world

That turns everything

To gold

The Stills Ready For It

I’ll see you in a second, a dirty little minute

That was an hour ago, don’t censor me

So bitterly, there’s no change the sun goes down

I’m ready for it… [2x]

Days seem to pass, crowds move too fast

About an hour ago, we hit a tree

We bruised your knee, keep on saying you love me

I’m ready for it… [2x]

Loving me is a black hole

The Stills Statue Of Sirens

Here is your home, and all of your friends

Your dreams, your whole life

Stretched to its end

To never be sullen, never be sad

Powder of rust in the palm of your hand

I’m bringing up the past

To put it all to rest

Spirits taking off through the holes in my chest

A statue of sirens sinks at high tide

Singing all admissions for me now

And all this because

I lost my mind when it mattered the most

And all this becomes

A weight in your heart that you carry alone

Everybody’s taken on a mission of faith

Crumbling earth that you carry away

Messages relayed between the heart and the brain

Quietly, all leaving from me now

And all this because

I lost my mind when it mattered the most

And all this becomes

A weight in your chest that you carry alone

And all this becomes

The end of a war that I battled alone

The Stills Panic

Another landslide

A poor bear falls through the ice

A mistake for each finger

You try hard but the failure lingers

The things you plan

You spend more than you had

Panic, panic

The cavernous steep

I fell from the highest peak

With a face like a dog’s

The swimmers in the smoke

Panic, panic

Every emptiness your inside

You trade death for life

Panic, panic

The gallop of your hoard

The worlds were apart

Panic, panic

Every symbol misplaced

Every monkey in space

Panic, panic

The Stills The House We Live In

In your eyes

I see mine

In your fate

And in time

And with love

You can’t leave behind

And with hope

To find this home of mine

Dear sara

The house we live in

Is all I know

Without spite

Without scorn

Here we lay

With open sores

To the living room

With the crooked floor

Push the window

Shut that leaning door

The Stills Halo The Harpoon

I’d firewalk

Through Dinosaur Hell

To keep your hopes up

And hold your head

And I’d halo the harpoons

That hail through your soul

Sign off the world

The wildfires burn

In hopes

High fire waves

Catch in your hair

Lashing the womb

Of emptiness where

I’d firewalk

The cracked spine stairway

Sign off the world

The wildfires burn

In hopes..

We’re sharks that do nothing but stall and think

The Stills Being Here

We ride through

These plains of hurt

Through the Southern breathing rock

On a railroad of knots

And there’s blood on the lines

Of every page I turn

When the ones you love

Are the ones you burn

Being here

Being here ooh oh

Being here

Somewhere singing songs

About a girl I hurt

I’ve been everywhere enough

I’ve been torn apart by the world

But there’s apples in the trees

And diamonds in the earth

I’ve been losing my mind

Somehow it can’t get worse

Being here

Being here ooh oh

Being here

And the wind is blown and cold

And I can’t escape the tears

One for every broken bone

And a hundred for all the years

Being here

Being here ooh oh

Being here

Being here

Being here ooh oh

Being here