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whatever dreams

by The Acid Rains

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I was at the bookstore again Trying to make friends When I heard the new stacks Of magazines were in I ran to the counter to confirm they were real finally the beginners guide 'how to meet people' it takes no time at all it takes forever at a fast crawl it might fall in your lap you'll just have to adapt to how you feel inside with our beginners guides I could feel someone watching who wanted the worst i'd give you a name if it weren't for this curse you said i'm haunted again i said i'm spooky at most still i devoured every issue of 'how to free ghosts' i can't stand the parades or the holiday lights i'd say i like the sun but i'm in love with the night i hate the shiny people cuz i'm jealous of em i couldn't make it 50 pages into 'how to have fun' now i'm educated on the topics most in vogue i can love you in 100 tongues while i drive us off the road so fear no ghost my friend my love i've even learned to be happy so won't the sweet skies lift us up (act 2) i went back to that bookstore man next door said it'd just been sold and for a good price in the year of our lord what year's that i asked the disappearing door why it's a brand new day in 1884 the clerk looks at me, smiling at the floor don't you know they don't print those things anymore?
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Can you tell me how you got here And hung on me like glue And when it was if you don’t mind If it was even you There used to be a garden You used to grow so fast Then the sunflowers started marching For the last time anything went In a straight line You woke up on the wrong side of paradise And asked where next Sorry there’s no ‘where’ from here I mean no disrespect Stasis baby it can’t be helped Something’s coming and then something else It’s not your fault and it’s not mine Something falling through the sky In a straight line So how did you get here What did you do When you hung on my doorframe Covered in glue It happened I guess it happens all the time I just know it didnt happen In a straight line
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she was a public figure skater in a world filled with rain youre smoking it upside down answering nothing in the form of a question why are these guys always named mark when i learned to hate the truth it is not a healthy game look what the sausages made of you and i got to be the link in every last chain no wonder the sun only comes out like once a year where im from every talk show a bar to promote the good old days
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you are the best at what i do so i guess i’ll be seeing you i’ve got red. red in my hand blood on my mind graveman dig the land dug up for reasons we’ve tried for seasons but cannot understand the suns no fun anymore you changed after the war the moon is down thats one and i heard you get three its all gone oh so deep and now the wind just screams i’ll regress that’s what i do childhood tests and equine glue i go dead. dead in the hand shaking when i wake up inventing reasons for the space we need to take up the sun dont smile at you and it sure dont smile at me did you bring your gun did you know that theres just one way to find the killer whos asleep so stitch my eyes cuz i got no hands left to cry with cuz theres no one left to die with no bag in the hand the screaming wind with the camera built in see the icicles drop in and
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my name is alice i guess you met me down in the cinema or up on the street i used to dance they said i was good i never believed em guess that i should i married a man of course i did my drunk of a father echoing in my head you used to hit me you know that you did your tears would come flooding you looked like a kid and i never knew why you used to cry i guess i know now that those tears were mine and sure you hit me but so i did too but you never had nightmares in blackeye and bruise - i used to love you how can that ever have happened babe there must have been something i just cant recall it these days i wonder where you are probably dead or probably not golden son that god swore to protect - (on evenings like this) i can still smell the days the sweat of the summer and stage i called you baby you called me alice and i guess we both thought we were saved - we never got the papers we just kinda left i broke into the old place and it smelled like death got branded a vandal did a few days said don’t treat me special but that’s just cuz i ain’t now im real sorry if this story dont add up but a hard drag of time can really fuck you up i can recall everything but it’s like changing channels a looping puzzle with trap doors n sliding panels so this is on the record yes sir i shot him i was going for the eye that gun looked good, musta been the light and no he didn’t die he just limped back home in his noose of a zebra print necktie i can’t tell you the reason and the place escapes my mind i can’t tell you when but i’ll swear on this bible my name is alice and there’s blood in my pen - (on mornings like this) i hold my coffee with a fist look at my window and just want to jump through they call me alice what do they call you? i am allice collected filed away in an office somewhere now i’ve given you my story collected, corrected complete did you laugh at the right points, cry til it hurt don’t give that blank stare i am alice collected never perfected that model’s been lost fired every last bridge all that’s left is to tally the cost i used to follow you no, and you never knew that i knew the things that you did and i went to the father to ask forgiveness for all of your sins i played forgiveness for all your own sins - now i can barely see through the haze i called you baby you called me alice and i guess we both dug our own graves ...and i guess we just found our new names
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seeing faces 01:23
American dreams, plural An Innocent Abroad for a generation I’m not sure exists — seeing faces in randomly-generated linoleum readin crime stories do serial killers take requests
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the king of validation has woken up again you run because hiding is too much work the kettle shakes but nothing’s in it love is dying by the minute there’s nowhere for the smoke to go the radiator needs to know and you go up and you want off [we can't allow that] and you go in and want out but you can’t get out can’t get-it-out every morning we’re somewhere else fly up north and sink down south
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Copy Pasted 03:50
i woke up bitter today all you people in the way how can i explain when all i can see is you copy pasted how can i explain through all this sound i wrote it down how can i hear you how can i see you now you are beautiful you are everyone you are all the same i jotted this down before the show cuz i knew you wouldn't and if i'm wrong then sing it out i'm copy pasted but if i'm not i've got these inkblots numb to sound and i think your show ends now i was gonna say it before you came but i'd like to do a rain dance on your parade like a heckler counting his change we all end up this way in a grave paid off on the stage trail off with very little left to say and i put needles in my ears the future can take the sound and i gouged out my eyes so they can breathe at last at peace silence and me and so i'm wondering how i woke up bitter today
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i cut me shaving razorburn so bad it looks like a moustache a crooked painting i dont really look like that tilt me back shes leaving lipstick traces on all the pavments my patience isnt even trying i know why you wear those glasses to all your nighttime classes dont wanna learn too much about yourself leave a little for the obituaries to figure out what was i saying im a crooked painting i dont wanna look like that tilt me back and if youre ever anywhere we’ll meet up soon and dontcha feel bad for the beat up moon we’re always boxing about dontcha feel something for the worn out tune sung by someone time realized it could do without
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OK the Poet 01:45
OK the Poet that was his name he wasn’t so bad so I’m sure he was framed he went DOWN TOWN he never was found he found the sewers of boston or el dorado somehow OK the Poet just wasn’t enough head in the inkwell and then throw up the right-minded people wouldn’t touch his stuff decades later and w e ‘ r e in l o v e stanzas filled with white-out scanners blowing CEOs to a T the oral speaker describing all my clothes respect him dissect him love him for his work he was a shit-eating jerk he’s buried down town…
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Crawl into bed find your last safe place erase anyone who needs to be erased we have a list of names and would love to help you remain blameless in a changeless time our tools are stainless and this won't hurt at all
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when it won’t wind for you when it unwinds the truth seeking to dissect the life of nothing you’d expect athena’s up in the clouds again we don’t know where to point and spin this won’t hurt you up the gold needle when time won’t lie for you we snap back like rubberbands i saw you die in a dream i thought you could use a hand this is where we stand swimming, a defective globe of sand is there a second hand give me a minute just, give me a minute man
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Best Bad Day 02:12
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the catcher is wild that’s an out of bounder you must light a match and run away and come again and again to play they paid for it all electric bill aerosol the feelings of a free trip consume us all it’s utilities to breathe you will have everything you want there is no need to need you will be everything you’re not the feelings of a free trip scenting something rotten poking it with a stick can you tel me what the feeling is? this time is the last time i take acid at the airport
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Crying Jags 02:56
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21 Days 05:10
21 days til I’m off this stuff 21 days til you can never get enough [21 days til the good life is good enough] [if we don’t sway 21 days] 21 days til a nasty surprise 21 days til you try me on for size 21 days til the world is at war 21 days til I don’t love you no more [21 days we don’t talk 21 days] 21 days til my big vanishing act 21 days til I suddenly come back 21 days is it enough for you to be reborn 21 days you can’t say you weren’t warned 21 days til the winter’s done 21 days til a new frost comes [and we freeze for 21 days] 21 days til life changes before your eyes 21 days if my memory serves me right 21 days and the world is at peace 21 days til the flying of the geese [and we wait for 21 days] 21 days til our plan starts to crack 21 days til I suddenly decide I want you back 21 days staring into the sun 21 days of people shouting hey I think we won 21 days for us to collectively decide that we’re right 21 days to make it through the night 21 days is war beginning and small battles being won 21 days til 21 days turns into 21 guns 21 days we watch and we wait 21 days til they close heaven’s gate 21 days
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QUESTION: brain damblasted that's fantastic silhouette run the numbers see which face generates the hate state baby you dictate i face the other way theres no other way hey hey always careful not to learn too much when youre numb in the church on the run these empty rooms get a little dispiriting i guess i couldnt say theres no other way a rune peppered room flamed with magnetic fields chasing the pound sign can you circle a straight line i bet you kneel dya feel vandalized like it’s a bad deal? and you realize always be careful not to peer too close when vanity attacks see the cracks when you turn our back turn and run decide to stay just one more day could make the difference too much fun is in the way so one more night shooting at streetlights shying away your town isf a streetfight what can you say? is it helpful advice to let you know twice youre facing the wrong way and ask ever so nice do you feel vandalized?
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Like I Do 02:24
why is everybody so nice to me what did i do to you why s everybody so polite to me you don't know me like i do like i do when did this town turn into a death march when did i start believing the bad news why are your eyes now shooting sparks cuz everybody lives to gamble to lose like i do like i do you could move like a cosmic jet like i do and wonder how nobody's caught you yet like i do hibernate your life away pop up like a stray hey hi it's me today i will stay with you like i do
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shattered souls of older crabs i’m not surprised you skipped the dance grabbed a bullet that’s romance scarecrow motherfucker scarecrow motherfucker deep inside your hiding is a place you could call home it’s livewires and full of fires and ‘leave me the hell alone’ you scarecrow motherfucker scarecrow motherfucker
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No Sleeping 04:21
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Bones 02:04
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released January 8, 2024

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