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Landings

by Steven P Robinson

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Are you there for turning tonight? Are you there if the moods just right? Are you too low to navigate control? Are your senses feeling overload? Are you feeling like you just don't know? Are you deciding between their fate and yours? Are you burning bridges (or) building walls? Are you over it all for now? Are you let loose as much as the bind will allow? Are you feeling the freedom now? Are you feeling like they've stolen your dreams? Are you feeling like your tearing at the seams? Are you falling off the balance beam? Is this an illusion or is this a dream? And will you wake before the next scene? Are you there for turning tonight? Are you there if the moods just right? Are you too low to navigate control? Are your senses feeling overload? Are you feeling like you just don't know?
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Coming Down 05:14
I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down. Watch the lights begin to fade, Watch clarity replace shade, And the arms that used to embrace, They no longer hold their place. (repeat) I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down. I've replaced my devil with an angel, I covered darkness with light, I asked my heart if it is right? But the pieces are too out of sight. (repeat) I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down, I'm coming down. I fill my head with something, Just to have a thought to hold, But I'm muted to try and talk and the thoughts go left untold. (repeat) I'm coming down, I'm coming around, I'm coming down, I'm coming around, I'm coming down.
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Lay back down, eyes dart around, Mind deceived by sound, every crackle you hear. Seems like I've been walking for days, Writhing sunlight piercing my shades. But I'm feeling pretty good, I'm wondering if I should allow myself this. Now I'm feeling pretty low, The moments they come they go, I have nothing to show but rags and ruins. Lay back down, eyes search around, No-one to be found and I'm feeling alone, A moment of clarity, a moment to feel free, an epiphany they all escape me. But I'm feeling pretty good, I'm wondering if I should allow myself this. Now I'm feeling pretty low, The moments they come they go, I have nothing to show but rags and ruins. I'm finally dead on my heels, I've no idea what this journey yields, The shapes of the trees conform to every many fear I have. I should have been watching my back, I should have had a plan of attack, I should have known something was amiss, I should never have stolen a kiss. I could have been so much more, If I wasn't chained to the floor, But those shackles are so entwined, With the shackles in my mind. Does life hold any more mystery for me? Are there layers that I just can't see? Silence assumes all that I do, as I make my way home to you.
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Never Felt 03:35
I'm just trying to make my way, I have nothing much left to say, But if I allude to anything I wouldn't look for special meaning. Don't you know I'm not a masochist for what you've got, That doesn't mean I don't need a taste or that my desires misplaced. I've got a feeling I've never felt before, I thought I saw an opening before they closed the door, I've got a feeling I don't think I've felt before, My senses are tingling, my heart feels so raw. I'm just trying to make my way, There are no scenes left for me to play, I've exhausted my methodology creating this version of me. Don't you know I'm not a fix for what you're not, In the shadows I usually loom where the darkness is quick to consume. I've got a feeling you're about to take the blame, You could put out a fire, you could easily ignite the flame, I've got a feeling I've never felt before, My senses are tingling, my heart feels so raw.
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You gotta believe in something, these days won't have it any other way. You gotta believe in something, these days won't have it any other way. It could be God, it could just be love, It could be the stars above, It could be the music in your heart, Or anything that sets you apart, It could be the trees in the woods, But most of all it should just be love. You gotta believe in something, these days won't have it any other way. You gotta believe in something, these days won't have it any other way.

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released March 17, 2016

Backing vocals on Gotta Believe by A♥Y

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Steven P Robinson Chicago, Illinois

Originally from England, now residing in Chicago, I'm a singer-songwriter operating under the not too imaginative nom de plume Steven P. Robinson. Once described in some strange backhanded compliment as 'The King of Oxfam Folk' by now defunct music website Angry Ape for my beg, borrow, steal attitude to songwriting, I create mainly lo-fi tunes that I release as EP's. ... more

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