New Garden

by Ian Murray

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released July 30, 2016

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Track Name: Revel
I'm full of bitter and sweet.
I'd laugh at danger
if he wasn't a brother to me.

How close is close enough to be family?

I'm full of bitter and sweet.
I'd laugh at danger
if he wasn't a brother to me.

How close is too close?
We don't love so carefully.

Just to hold each other's bones
causes us both to break our own.
At least we'll die together.
Track Name: Royal Blood
Take your favorite songs.
Strip the colors off 'em.
Let 'em turn into something more than they can understand.

Rip their melodies to shreds, 'til they're new again.
Stich 'em back together with an honest hand.
Turn them into something more than they can understand.

A crown of thorns, a crooked king.
Neither of them warned us of what you'd be:

a queen.
You deserve the gold,
not a king, who's always caught in circles.

They'll shuck their crowns
for such a pretty mouth,
but toss your worth away.
You're something more than they can understand.

Rip their melodies to shreds, 'til they're naked,
and dress them in a body with an honest hand.
Make them into something more than they can understand.

A crown of thorns, a crooked king.
Neither of them warned us of what you'd be:

a queen.
You deserve the gold,
not a king, who's always caught in circles.
I only feel the hell I'm bathing in wholly
when I cut myself on Adam's rib.
I need a queen to save the best of me.

Take your favorite songs.
Strip the colors of 'em.
Let 'em turn into something more than they can understand:

a queen.
You deserve the gold,
not a king, who's always caught in circles.
I only feel the hell I'm bathing in wholly
when I cut myself on Adam's rib.
I need a queen to save the best of me.
Track Name: Nervosa
Get closer.
I cannot hear you if you whisper
and never wipe your dirty vowels off your lips.
All I hear is static.

You breathe in one-two-threes,
but my heart cannot keep up with it,
cannot keep up with it.

Give me serotonin,
break me out of here.

I am tangled enough for us.
Hard to know when I'm caught in circles
if it's dangerous to be here,
where I can bleed and not see the blood.
Hard to know when I'm caught in circles.

Bang books at the hips.
I want their scripted bliss
in case they birth a child
so there are no surprises.
I'll take it as is.
I won't be pen-deep in it.

You breathe in one-two-threes,
but my heart cannot keep up with it,
cannot keep up with it.

Give me serotonin,
break me out of here.

I am tangled enough for us.
Hard to know when I'm caught in circles
if it's dangerous to be here,
where I can bleed and not see the blood.
Hard to know when I'm caught in circles.

My gold won't fade
with my body unchained.
Know that I'm not for sale.
You cannot auction me off,
though I love the way I roll off your tongue,
better than anyone.

I am tangled enough for us.
Hard to know when I'm caught in circles
if it's dangerous to be here,
where I can bleed and not see the blood.
Hard to know when I'm caught in circles.
Track Name: Triangles
You cut the cord and asked me to apologize.
Without a word, I would have cut me with that same knife.
You've proved that beggars can be choosers.
You chose me.
You chose us, even when I was stuck in other proverbs.

So no, you won't find me on my knees.

And I'll swallow back the words
so they're not lost within your reverb.
Shitty ain't prettier than us,
but I still trust her more than you.
I let you closer than most.
I let you neck-deep in the personal.
But you don't know me,
and talk is an excuse for speaking
'cause you're not listening

unless you find me on my knees.
Well, you won't find me on my knees.
It's not my responsibility
to make you want me more than gravity.
Your absence ain't that heavy.
You won't find me on my knees.

Good isn't good enough
if better is the enemy.
What are we if we're more than friends
but less than lovers?
Well, now we're nothing to each other.
Beggars can't be choosers.

So no, you won't find me on my knees.
Track Name: Linguistics
Could I borrow your temperature?
I'll sign the lease to your lungs
to undress all your demons in.
Their clothes come off
when you speak in reverse or speak in tongues.

Could I borrow your temperature
to cook another diamond in the rough,
or is it too rough?
No mercy seemed so fitting.
Guess we're not fit for love.

Unlabeled.
Can't have a pretty bow with a halo in the way.
I'm stuck on piano,
so skilled with words
and yet, it has no sense of speech.
No, I can't let it be.
I'm breaking all of my fingernails
scratching at the ivory.
What the hell is underneath it?
I can't let it be.
No mercy.

Worth is a virtue.
It doesn't come without some violence.
I'm reminded love is merciless,
never will it fix us.
I'm too shy to touch beyond the skin,
too high to think of how to swim.
I'm jonesing for a way to let you in.

I'm Jonah,
jonesing for a way to let you in.

I'm underwater, throwing punches.
Love is merciless.
My mind's undone.
I've overworked my circuits.
I'm not fit.

No, I can't talk about it.

I'm Jonah,
jonesing for a way to let you in.
Won't you give me a way to let you in?
Track Name: In Arms
If a heart is a weapon,
then water me with your blood.
I'll pay the ransom to an already rich thief.
If a heart is a weapon,
then use it against me.
Threaten to bleed
like my one and only.

It hurts like a weapon
to settle and fill the space with you
'cause I yearn to ache for someone new.

But we're just south of heaven,
and I don't know if I should give it up or give in,
'cause I've earned a place under your skin.
Why won't you let me in?

Love is just a figment of your desire to desire me,
and I do not hold the pearl
that you've been wading through the depths for.
I am too foregone to swim the way you want me to.
I'm too familiar with how it feels to choke on salt
to trust the water.
Track Name: Honeymoon
They stole your groom,
your wedding dress, too.
A fix of white.
Nothing but ivory and bones.

Your only gold is tainted.
It gleams with afterglows.
Hoping for love,
but love is happy
when it’s not in ever-afters.

They stole the groom out of you,
lost it in the keys,
the ebony.
All out of tune,

a tune that’s meant for something
other than a dull piano’s cry.
There’s nothing that cries deeper than a wife,
and here you are, still shallow,

proving that love can be foregone so easily
or faked ‘til it gives up.
How could love be not uncomfortable?
It’s all you ever taught me.

If I just let it go to waste,
will it let go of us?
I don’t have enough of me to give away.