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Tachycardia EP

by Opeongo

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1.
Let Fall 00:58
A double ended noose with a side of myself on either end of the coarse rope. I'm calling a truce between these misunderstood men as a final act of hope. Standing even, they look upon one another as though lifted on a ghostly slope. Let stand the altruist in his light, and in the darkness let stand the misanthrope. Let stand both, but pray, let fall the rope.
2.
Salt 05:38
We're a cut from the same cloth, or maybe I'm torn from rags. But we're torn by the same line of thought. Dear, we're one and the same. And dear, you are the dearest that I'll ever have. I turned a new leaf over, 'tried taking your advice. But I'm so damn forgetful sometimes, I turned that new leaf over twice. 'Shook that whole tree down and watched my fears multiply. 'Took that whole tree down and watched my fears multiply. We're a cut from the same kill, or maybe I'm some carrion elk - Far off and feeding the hunted and hungry so that they may carry on with health. Dear, I'd give it all away if I could just have you back. Dear, you are the dearest that I'll ever have. Dear, you are the dearest that I'm ever gonna' have. I tapped my family tree in search of something sweet, But the sap it bares a taste that is as bitter as the history that it sustains. Resolve my pain. Allow myself to remain today. Abstain my loss and drain the misery away. Fade the hollow grain and let it all be. There's salt in my bloodstream! There's love in my eyes! My heart is bloody! It palpitates for your life! There's salt in my bloodstream! There's love in my eyes! It seems there's no place for me within these modern times Without you, dear one.
3.
Insecticide 03:43
You are the apple of my eye. Darlin', love is but a fruit fly, And it's come to make me blind just as love is. It's come to make me blind just as all love ever will be. I'd say you mean the world to me, if to me this world meant anything, For all that gives, it will take away. For all that gives, it will take away - except maybe the pain. You taught me that love was a paper bird. It might not always fly but it'll glide at the whisper of the right words. I realized that truth was a voice that I heard in my youth that I've long since ignored. Mosquito bleeds my blood over me, so much as time has done to history. We feed history to keep ourselves strong, We feed ourselves to keep history weak, but to keep movin' on. Vicarious happiness is the highest form of sadness. Don't you think I would know? And I do. Aw, maybe, I know. And I do, I do!
4.
Spine 00:48
I clear my head, and then you clutter it back up again. Send shutters down the bend of a spine barely even my own. I play pretend, and try to mend my saviors sent of me, to defend myself. help, Help. HELP! help, Help. HELP! me if you can.
5.
TAKE 03:15
Take care, Take the air from my lungs. Take the error of my younger ways. Take the blood from within my veins. Take it all, but spare me the pain. Take off, I'll take to some foreign place. 'Take off my clothes and this mask for a face. A take two sequence to hide what a mistake the first take was. Spare me the scene. "What a mistake the first take was." Spare me the scene. Take hold, I'll take control and I'll take the seas of old. Take him to the ball. It takes to tango. Take a chance on another man, And spare me this dance. Take ill, I took the bullet, now I have no will. I took them punches, now I can't sit still. Take a hike, take your time, take yourself. But spare taking from me, What you've already killed. Take this song, Take the repetition - It's dumb and it's trite. Take me, for example, it took me some time, But we've outgrown each other, And I've outgrown this lullaby. Spare me the farewell, Just take care of yourself.
6.
And if this world inhales my achin' heart. And if I end up as nothing more than bone and soil. If I get on stage and I can't seem to start. Could you ease my nerves? Darling, would you still be loyal? If I'm playing all the wrong notes, would you still like the way that my fingers look? If my eyes get bent and I begin to choke. Would you, could you, please still read the words of this page-less book? If the winds are whining like my microphone, Would you still take flight and find this world a home? If I crack my thoughts all in the corridor, Would you sweep 'em up? Maybe you could find me some more. if I got restless and I felt like dying, would you let me go? Would you thank me for trying? Would you hear my prayers if I had anything to say? And will you be there like you are today? And would you be my Sophia Ryde?
7.
I've been peelin' the same scab since I was three, Just so I could watch myself bleed, Just to keep that old part of me, Just to keep some goddamn humility! I've been walkin' the same tracks all of my doggone days, Hoping it'll lead me astray, Saying to myself "Come what might, come what may - I've got to, I need to get out of this place!" Alackaday! Just like a day dream you come to fade away. It doesn't seem to faze me on my better days. Alackaday! Just like a day dream. I've been healin' the same heart, ever since it got broke, And to them it's just some foolish joke. "Hand me the bottle" "No, man - hand that broken heart a stethoscope." "Throw me a line." "Make a noose with that rope." I've been havin' these strange dreams, where I'm somebody else. And honestly, I think it helps, To escape from all my personal hells, But I'll always come back if you're still here to tell.
8.
hopeless. 03:03
My eyes are closed but I'm wide awake, I need some medicine to give or fake my dreams. It seems I'm hopeless. My lips are sealed but I'm screaming loud! I need some pills to make me proud. By any means, it seems I'm hopeless. The lights are on, but there's no one home. It was a great idea, love, but it was not your own. Torn at the seams, it seems I'm hopeless. Hard love ain't supposed to be easy at all. Fall solemnly wayward to the blackened beckon call. Daydream, baby. It seems I'm hopeless.
9.
Lay Me Down 03:58
Lay me down, Lay me down, Lay me down in a boat on the river so I can drown slowly and they won't know. My heart's an open wound. O! My heart's an open flame. I cauterize myself, But it just opens up again. My head's a bloody tomb, Of all the thoughts that died within. I mean, there's only so much room for love - The rest of it's just guilt and sin. Lay me down, Lay me down, Lay me down as a ghost that sends shivers and I'll walk through the walls of the house that I know. Lasso 'round the moon, The other end 'round my neck. I've been waiting for the sunrise, Ever since the sunset. Ice cube in my drink, It's like a corpse within a tomb. It slowly melts away, And becomes one with the dark room. Make a sepulchre of my flesh, all the rest of me is dead. There's a simple curse in my head, a sampled cure I have been fed. A set of claws scratched at my chest, I accepted them as I bled red. And I found the sound push past all my regret. Lay me down, Lay me down, Lay me down as the love that delivers chills down the bend of a spine barely even my own.
10.
Tachycardia 03:53
Tachycardia, My heart beats fast for ya'. You used to feel the same way. Didn't you, dear? You take my breath away, My lungs collapse for ya'. Fake my way through these hard days in hope of some fresh air. The seraphim stray to the cities of gray and they sway like church bells, On some stranger's wedding day. I'm stuck in a small town, endowed with the sweet sound of their memory, And enthralled in a misery profound. I've never felt so alone. Who would have known? Tachycardia, My heart beats fast for ya'! You'll never feel the same way. Will you, my love? The seraphim stray to the cities of gray and they sway like palm trees, In some far-off Southern State. And O! How I became the crow to feast upon its own wing. To sing high and fly low. I've never felt so alone. Who would have known?

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These are some rough, raw recordings - nothing concrete, but I wanted to give you folks something to listen to (if you please) while I work on the actual album. It's been a long time coming.

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released January 18, 2015

Select tracks recorded with Neil Lefaive at Music Par Hasard Musique.

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