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New Strangers

by That Dream Was Our Life

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Would you let me stay Until the fireworks are over Is it wiser to meet fate Or is it something to be thwarted Can't retrace the footsteps that we walked The consequence is never what we thought Would you let me stay Until the fireworks are over I'm the blushing bride Left waiting at the altar A priest that's lost his sight Makes him easier to lie to He says the devil will never judge you But the road to hell is gilded by the ones who say they love you I'm the blushing bride Left waiting at the altar It's not about the lie We forget what's real & true It's not about the past The future always makes the rules Every April's heart becomes a fool And I don't know how to make it bulletproof Emergency emerges from the truth And I don't know how to say the words to you
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On The Vine 03:44
Don't tell me your dreams It won't make a difference Always running in place Always frozen in silence A hand through your hair Use your phone as a mirror Does the person staring back at you make the future look any clearer We never know how far or close we are To possibility Or the shadows of our hearts You made me less of a fake You made me more of a fool But if your heart is free I can never lose I never asked you to follow Because I knew you'd say yes Although I wish we were lovers It's for the best I'm just being honest You were never mine Anything that I try to grow withers on the vine
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I'm opening a card Says you're marrying him next March I know he makes you happy But he's nowhere near your heart So I'm writing you a letter I know it's not gonna make things better It's too late to make good on promises that I know I can't deliver All I can see for me is doom Nothing can keep me away from you like truth A shimmering, endless lake Tiny flashes beneath the waves Sunbeams dancing past Like a zoetrope across your face Hold your hand against the wind You ask if life would feel this bright again I believed it for you but not for me so I said of course it will All I can see for me is doom No one can keep you away from me but you Last train from LA I was falling asleep Surf Line through the window Listening to Downtown Lights How long will I go on knowing so little Will I ever arrive I can't even tell between love or danger You've always been out of reach Now I only see you through the eyes of a stranger All I can see for me is doom Nothing can keep me away from you like truth All I can see for me is doom No one can keep you away from me but you
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Do you dream of escape From the weight of your heart Bruise-colored waves that you follow & find in the dark There's a cold in your bones As a bullhorn blows From a man who don't want to see people like us get beaten & ignored Anymore Memories to burn Curses to dispel The grace you'd never earn More than despair to tell Will you spend your life Doubting the hope in your heart Do your dreams feel so real that you wake up & cry in the dark A helicopter rolls Like forty bikes down the street Rode by kids who don't want to see kids like them get shot by police Anymore Memories to burn Curses to dispel The grace you'd never earn More than despair to tell Mysteries return Confessions to compel A lifetime to unlearn The words that break the spell The paths we forsake at the center of our grief Surround the prisons we create but we were always free

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TDWOL 39 // NEW STRANGERS // 22 months ago I was falling asleep on the last train from LA to San Diego, watching the city lights thin out & blur outside my window & wondering how long I'd continue to know so little surrounding art, relationships, my country, or the future. I think a lot of people stop making art because you need a lot of hope in order to create & the older you get the harder it is to find & the easier it is to get distracted. But if you can slip past the fences of daily life & the narrowing walls of regret & doom you can still lose track of time & feel something incredible about this world once in a while xx

Written between pages of Rebecca Solnit, Chuck Klosterman, & Isabel Wilkerson, episodes of The Metta Hour and Tara Brach podcasts, & increasingly intense & funny weekly games of Werewolf held over Zoom.

Bandcamp sales from now until 7/2 are going to the Asian Mosaic Fund (AMF) 2021 Community Empowerment Fund. More info & a link to donate directly can be found at linktr.ee/asianmosaicfund

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released May 7, 2021

Written in Notebook #4 & Google Keep
Recorded to iPhone & edited in Audacity
Photo: Percy St Project Philadelphia PA 4/18/2021

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That Dream Was Our Life Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Introspective & prolific, James Cuartero AKA That Dream Was Our Life has been making music as a solo artist since 2014. Described as "a thinking man’s songwriter who stays away from the trap of being defined by a single genre", Cuartero has released fifty EPs, six compilations, & numerous singles over the past ten years. No t-shirts though. ... more

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