The Moon in a Jar

by Micah Visser

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released 28 February 2014

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Track Name: First Snowfall (Part 1)
The weather was freezing. There wasn't much keeping me warm, but you know I was on your side. I waded through daydreams, created some memories. You said “my head just isn't quite right.”, and “If I'm not first I must be last.”
Track Name: First Snowfall (Part 2)
So let me get this straight for a second; you were minding your own business when the water fell from the sky and destroyed your life? But think about me like a brother for a second because he'd have you if you let him but he'll always still be second in line, and you'd be taking your time.

I was writing poetry like every other kid. I was talking to her slowly when my demons came back to life. You should have seen the look on her face when she broke through the silence, but lost track of the days. I've been waiting for this day; I know it, but you know it's awfully quiet when the cries are finally silenced, and the cities turn to dust, and our bodies start to rust.

So think about me like a brother for a second because he'd have you if you let him but he'll always still be second in line, and I've been taking my time, because I used to be determined I was different from these people, they were sad and unenlightened, I was destined for greater things and I was proven wrong. So until I am convicted I will continue to sin; nothing bad enough for hell but nowhere pure enough for heaven. I will drift along.
Track Name: New Moon
It started at six o'clock. I don't know quite where you were when I was gone. My eyes were shut, my lips were sealed, my dreams were carefully concealed. I knew in that moment we were destined to be something that I regretted. I was so blind and locked away, talk is cheap but I'd love to stay with you on the fringes of my youth. Safe and sound, feet firmly on the ground, but you've got the moon in a jar and your head is sitting somewhere in the stars and you're higher than I'll ever be.

It ended at twelve AM. Waiting for the rocket ships to land and take me back to your room to your room, return the parts of me it had consumed. In the light, through the glass, I think I caught glimpses of the past; that lonely kid, terrified, praying to god you would come inside. Let the old me slowly die. I'm black and blue trying to get used to you, but you've got the moon in a jar and your head is sitting somewhere in the stars and you're higher than I'll ever be.
Track Name: Late October
I'm in the kitchen laying on the floor. My eyes have grown tired, just like yours, but I said we'd make it didn't I? I told you I'd change this didn't I? I've been pushing my luck, and I know fear can get the best of us, but I've been reckless and I ought to know better by now.

My friend's in the basement talking to some girl. I think he may have been frightened but I can't be sure. I still can't stand up because I'm frozen by fear, but I said we'd make it didn't I? I've been pushing my luck, and I know fear can get the best of us, but I've been reckless and I ought to know better by now. I said we'd make it didn't I? I told you I'd change this didn't I? I said we'd make it didn't I? I told you I'll change this, I just need some time. But I've been reckless and I ought to know better by now.
Track Name: Poems
Imagine darkness filled with two people. Now imagine whispers and ears pressed to keyholes. They were both just kids then, trying hard to grow old with his mother's glasses and her father's trench coat. Still he wrote the poems and she didn't stop when he said "don't go". He still wrote the poems for her. But his intentions were too pure and his eyes were still wide, swear she saw from the beginning that his love was so blind. She was growing up fast and he was still just a child, so tell me, why's it always have to be the good ones that go wild?

Imagine darkness, it's getting lighter. Now imagine whispers, they're getting quieter. He's still so young but he's walking over. He's trying to catch up but he's so far from her. Still he wrote the poems and she didn't stop when he said "don't go" He still wrote the poems for her. But his intentions were to pure and his eyes were still wide. Swear she saw from the beginning that his love was so blind. She was growing up fast and he was still just a child, so tell me, why's it always have to be the good ones that go wild?

Now they don't understand what made this end the way it did because you're not making any sense. And they'll try to act like they didn't know this would turn out bad, because I guess nothing's really fact. But his intentions were to pure and his eyes were still wide, swear she saw from the beginning that his love was so blind. She was growing up fast and he was still just a child, so tell me, why's it always have to be the good ones that go wild?
Track Name: The Good Life
Grainy photos of a girl on a window sill; left in shadows and dust, but shining still. Houses lining the street, her family nuclear. Radiation in her skin and eyes so clear. She said “I've been alone the better part of my life.” If you look close you'll see that gleam in her eye. She's afraid to break the chains she made.

Grass as green as her eyes, her smile shimmering. Houses all in a line with bright colours bleeding. Picket fences, and sun cascading from her skin. There may be evil somewhere but she won't let it in. She said “I've been alone the better part of my life.” If you look close you'll see that gleam in her eye. She's afraid to break the chains she made.

So covered in snow I'll sail away from you all. I have been told that life's not that long after all. We're getting old and we've all been broken before. We're okay, but not the same as we were.