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Foma

by Sister City

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1.
Seat 13A 04:23
Calling all passengers This is the last chance for boarding on this flight We hope you've said goodbye To the people you'll be leaving tonight Secure the plane for takeoff We'll be next in line So you can leave your life behind While we take off into the skies But what about the people left behind? "Excuse me miss would you like a drink?" "Yes, thank you, I'd like the strongest you have So that I don't have to think About the people, the places, the things that I've left down there Yes, in fact I'd like the strongest you make So that I don't have to care" But somewhere down on the ground There's a man in a car and he's thinking out loud He says tonight, I hope you get the window And try to enjoy the view Cause although we will never see each other again The aisle isn't good enough for you 35,000 feet below There's a troubled mind in a speeding car As it's driving through the snow He looks to the sky and he scans it for plans And he wonders why every time's always the same He gets into his car And he drives to the nearest bar "Excuse me sir, would you like a drink?" "Yes, thank you, I'd like the strongest you have So that I don't have to think About my girlfriend, the one in the sky, in the plane Who will probably never remember my name Yes in fact, I'd like one more Yeah in fact, I'd love one more So the man, he says his goodbyes He staggers around and he falls to the ground And he screams into the sky Tonight, I hope you get the window And try to enjoy the view Cause although we will never see each other again The aisle isn't good enough for you 3000 miles seems pretty far But in a storybook it wouldn't be this hard Yeah there'd always be a happy ending But it's not a myth and it's not a play And I've never ever felt this way Cause there is no happy ending Tonight, I hope you get the window And try to enjoy the view Cause although we will never see each other again The aisle isn't good enough for you
2.
Lying lovers tethered by a wire Dangling from a web woven by a spider You keep me warm like timberwood in fire I've been fucking up so much, you say it makes you tired And your lips expell the single word "uninspired" You say "take my hand and follow to improvement You're blind enough to not see what I'm doing So quiet down -- imagine you're persuing One of the packaged dreams I say I can see you in And here's a phrase to help you manage your delusion Say we are more, we are more, we are more So what's all the arguing for? We are more, we are more, we are more Forever you are mine and I am yours The dinner table's set, I made you coffee It's the least that I could do for how good you treat me I appreciate the constant commentary And the suggestions to make mer better you've been sharing And I'm sure these doubtsI have are temporary Cause I know that we are more, we are more, we are more So what's all the arguing for? We are more, we are more, we are more Forever you are mine and I am yours Something that you said today has gotten to my head I guess you think I've made mistakes choosing who I call my friends Well let me tell you this, they've been asking since before you called this love I am not dumb, I have excused too much, and now it's time to make a call Baby we are more, we are more, we are more So what's all the arguing for? We are more, we are more, we are more Forever you are mine and I am yours When you said that, we were naked So I'm not sure if it's true You say that I think too much And I know I sometimes do But I am sure, I are sure, I am sure, you are more Than anything I was ready for I am sure, I am sure, I am sure, I am sure You once were mine; I'm no longer yours If you are more, you are more, you are more, you are more Then go get yourself a ticket back up north I am sure, I am sure, I am sure, I am sure I miss the kind of life I led before
3.
Defense 03:50
I have never been bitterer I'm gargling vinegar To get this bad taste out my mouth Just a few things considered It's getting closer to winter And I'm starting to bundle up now So clearly I'm down With the storm that is brewing In clouds all consuming with doubt So ask what I'm doing Improving my chances with sound I am making a break As clean as a chalkboard erased Mistakes will follow me and try to coax me out Insane! Inane! My adjectives are turning into nouns Without a common thread to tie them down In defense of my biases I'm filling with apathy Implode under northeastern skies While Orion is laughing Exacting revenge On that bull with whom I share a sign So I turn my gaze down Stoking the fire Ascending the pyre But keeping my eyes to the ground I'm staying awake As well as I possibly can The days are blurring by like an atmospheric haze Inside my eyes These daylight hours are putting me to sleep But it's better than staying so angry I'm sick of rehashing These old tired themes I'm sick of rewriting Old words I don't mean I'm sick of the concept I'm sick of myself This is me admitting I need to get help I'm supposed to be happy I'm supposed to be sound I'm tired of anxious I'm tired of down I need to stop acting I need a release If things keep going this way I'm going to freeze
4.
I once knew a boy with his hand on a bottle He kept for the end of the day He would cradle it close to his heart And explain that it helped keep the demons away He would drink till he's dizzy and pass out on Wednesdays And claim that he felt no pain I made it out from this scene of addiction But everyone mostly stayed Hey hey hey I once knew a boy with his nose to a toilet And a habit that grew with each day He was loud and obnoxious And perfectly cautious to drive every person away So he turned to a powder to mask all his failures That managed to numb the pain I made it out from this scene of distraction But everyone mostly stayed Hey hey hey I once knew a girl with her pants round her ankles And a different boy every day She would tell them she loved them And emptily fuck them till everything went away She would cry into pillows and write in a diary "I'd much prefer death to this pain" I made it out from this scene of depression But everyone mostly stayed Hey hey hey Hey hey hey We are calling for help Hey hey hey We can't deal with this by ourselves Hey hey hey We are calling for help No one listens When we need it And we need it I once knew a town with an absence of sunlight Where the same thing would happen each day People got burned out and stopped having futures And watched what they had slip away It's an American story about an excess of money And kids who destroy what they've made I made it out from this scene of destruction But everyone mostly stayed
5.
Call it masochism Or better yet don't call I made you my religion But I'm losing faith in god Cause I'm in need of answers For these self-important questions Like why I keep up patterns When I should be moving forward I'm making excuses For this awkward downward spiral Of kisses and curses But mostly just denial I'm filling up my gas tank I've got borderlines to cross You'll wake up in Septemeber But by August I'll be gone I've got a future I'm not sure of In a place colder than this A toast to new experience We'll seal it with a kiss Cause I'm in need of answers For these self-important questions Like why I keep up patterns When I should be moving forward I'm making excuses For this awkward downward spiral Of kisses and curses But mostly just denial If you had a nickel For every time you asked what's wrong and I didn't say a word You could buy that ticket You could come up here and visit We could pretend that nothing went wrong I keep making decisions That only bring me backwards And in the heat of any moment I can never count on my nerves And my vocabulary Only has the wrong words To deliver that one punchline I'm done and this is absurd A song's a great excuse For an awkward downward spiral A song's a great excuse For a life lived in denial

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This is the first release under the Sister City name. We recorded, mixed, and mastered it in a week and now it's available for free for you. It came out 8/6/2008

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released August 6, 2008

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Baltimore / Philadelphia tenuous punkish kinda indie rockish

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