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Forest
03:46
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You wake up suddenly and find yourself in a forest. You don’t know how you got there. This world seems alien to you, yet, oddly familiar. You bend over and touch the ground. Your senses are overwhelmed with beautiful sights, sounds and smells. What are you doing here? Who are you? What should you do? You seek answers.
I’m venturing through a forest; light is scarce
Although I’m cloaked I will have to make haste
First I’ll start marveling at the views, I’m impressed
Glazed from head to toe I’ve been drawn into distress
From culminating thoughts I left behind
To enter a forest, an immaculate design
I am enamored by the flowers; they are glistening
In a forest that casually has low lighting
Feels like home
I’m weary of the sunshine
The placid air still makes me cringe
Something less than ordinary
And if only time would stand still
If I can only have a thrill
I’d wish for time to just stand still
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You venture out of the forest, eyes wide open. You stumble across a small village full of interesting people. They are equally ignorant about your past; nevertheless they take you in and accept you as their own. You develop feelings for them and a place within their circle. You have a role to play now, and you play it gladly, with ease.
Fate it comes to you, no matter what you’ve been through
There’s no point of honesty, and I can say honestly, your dreams won’t come true
All of this matter, doesn’t matter in the fog
We are irreplaceable cogs
Draw me a straight line, you know where you’ll find me
On its foreseeable path
Draw me a cool bath
Where I can dip my toes
I’ll sulk in it who knows
Indulging in the stillness
It’s time to burn our wish list
There is no hope
And I am so hopeful
I’ve been feeling so joyful
Why am I so hopeful?
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Not That Kind Of Guy
02:09
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You shed all attachment with your previous life. Whoever you were, you're not that kind of person anymore and never will be. You become careless. You have found your place on the stage of life.
Lyrics:
You say, come on baby heed my way
I reply, nothing while staring at the sky
It doesn't matter what, I'm gonna say
You're not gonna listen to me anyway
I'm not that kind of guy anymore
I wouldn't find out, this much I don't care about
I couldn't care less, this much I have to confess
And I don't even wanna hear about it
I couldn't care less, this much I have to confess yeah this time
You say, everything will be OK
It'll be okay when I die
Look out the window watch me fly
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Rebel
03:12
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You notice inconsistencies among your peers, among yourself. They are not who they say they are and you fear you are not who you think you are either. You are compelled to do research. You start to read extensively and doubt others around you.
Come on now and break out of that shell
You’re being the victim in disguise
When believing the lies (failing to question potential lies)
Are you afraid of what you can’t see?
Come on and please tell me it isn’t, is it only me?
Are you afraid to know?
Or is it simply that you’ll never be able to let go
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You cannot rid yourself of this one thought: none of this is real. You develop strange thought patterns. You start to become awkward. You identity the problem: thinking. This has to stop.
I wanna leave an impression on the people that I meet
I wanna take off my clothes and go dancing in the streets
I wanna scream and shout, to the skies above:
I don’t know what I’m doing here who, what, why, where because
I don’t wanna think about it
I’d much rather sing about it (I’d much rather be without it)
Things like these are only true when they go unobserved
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Animal
03:18
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You come to see yourself and others properly for the first time, and you don't like it. You realize the mind doesn't want to see anything bad about its self; it claims to be rational while ignoring all the damage that it does...
Lyrics
I'm slipping on my feet, slipping with my words I'm slipping in mid-trick
I've been wishy-washy so please just give me a few moments to breathe
I've come here cause I got something really really important to say
But you won't listen, don't go away
You wouldn't want to hear it anyway
Come out of the dark, won't you light a spark
As you start to morph into an ugly animal
Crawl out of the bay it never sheltered you anyway
As you start to morph into an ugly animal
Lying, seething, conniving, all the time
I'm drinking empa-tea, I'm eating humble pie
This time I'm gonna try if not I'm gonna die
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A Better Person
02:30
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You come to see yourself and others properly for the first time, and you don’t like it. You realize the mind doesn’t want to see anything bad about its self; it claims to be rational while ignoring all the damage that it does.
You’re sitting back there you think that you’re so special and you think you’re such a better person
Such a better person, but you’re not
Wipe that stupid smile off your face, you think you’re so special and that you’re such a better person
Such a better person, but you’re not!
I don’t (really) think that you are being sensitive
I don’t (really) think that you think at all
If the world is indifferent, then I’m glad that we are not
I don’t think that you think at all
I drew you a straight line,
How one becomes what on is,
Things happened in the past
Life lessons never last
I’ll never dip my toes
Evaluate the cons and pros
Every choice: an indecision
There will be no conditions
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The Cave
03:18
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You come to realize you’ve been a prisoner this whole time. You’ve been in a dream world. You’ve created all these false identities for yourself and others to avoid seeing all the harm that you had done. Now you look back at your past with new lenses and realize that the answer was there all along. You reach a newfound humility and grace from this realization. The truth is revealed to you: Everyone is connected. For the first time you see past the shadows. The only way to redeem yourself and live a full life is to hold fast to this truth. Some people call it Faith; others call it God, or Love, others even, would call it NATURE.
Upon realizing this, you stumble and hit your head. You wake up suddenly and find yourself in a forest…
I always tried to play my part and to look real smart and look where it got me
It still brought me back to you
I didn’t want to be a fool so I stayed in school and look where it got me
It still brought me back to you
We’ve been living underground
This I’m sure of
Been living underground a long time
Shadows are the only thing that I find
They point to something deep inside
It’s been preventing me to hide
From the animal I have become
And all the things that I have done
For a purpose so inane (trivial)
I only have myself to blame (I wanted it to be consensual)
I always tried to learn the arts from Plato to Descartes and look where it got me
It still brought me back to you
I always tried to be the best so I read Herman Hesse and look where it got me
It still brought me back to you
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Nature's Dance
02:25
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You lay on your death bed. You have spent your life trying to figure out who you were and how to act in the world. You made many mistakes, and had to start over so many times. You regret everything and nothing all at once. You are unsure of what is to come and you’re scared. You wanted to have a life of meaning. You want to believe in an afterlife, in God and salvation- but you can’t. You find solace in others; your friends and family; those you have influenced throughout your life. Regardless of what comes after death, you are sure that your memory will live on through them. In this way, you are immortal.
Tonight, I realized I’m dying
And my life was a random story
My life was a random string of
happenings, of circumstance, of poor judgment, it’s nature’s dance
I don’t believe in anything but you
You’re a part of me and I’m a part of you
No I don’t believe in anything but you
Each and all of you, every one of you
Cause tonight, as I take my last breaths
I’ve got one million regrets
None of which are you
I wish I would have been brave
I wish I would have been strong
I wish I had the courage, to admit that I was wrong (to say)
I’m sorry
I miss you
I need you
To remember me
Remember me?
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CTC - Considering the Circumstances Montreal, Québec
CTC is a Ska Rock band from St-Jean-Sur-Richelieu bringing a unique sound by mixing several musical styles. Counting among their influences Thrice, Frank Black, Nofx, Sublime, Mad Caddies, Talking Heads, Blink 182, Brand New, Bright Eyes, etc.. They will satisfy a large part of the audience of all ages and all styles ! ... more
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