Pocket the Moon

by Pocket the Moon

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1.
Sleepwalking 04:23
Sleepwalking You were walking in the forest With sunlight in your hair You never thought that I could hear you I crept under the ashes Of what was once our home It's smoldering, I lose myself again It was only a dream It was only a dream It was only a dream to me You fell into the river I had to catch you there Before she went and carried you away I reached into your pocket You didn't say a word I felt the sunlight scolding my hand It was only a dream It was only a dream It was only a dream to me The saturated sunset Will never be again We've lost it all, away it comes and goes But don't ever wake me up now I don't want to go back Please take my hand and ride the river home It was only a dream It was only a dream It was only a dream to me
2.
Rooftops 04:54
Rooftops After all this time, We find ourselves pieced together. We are scattered remnants of the people we used to be. We breathe the sweet air in Mexico. It travels all the way to New Orleans. The Mayan dancers are on the street. We have been through such high waters, and we emerge singing... Heartache is over now, We are so alive. Heartache is over now, We will never die, Never die. After all this time, We find ourselves on the rooftops, looking down at the cities below. We celebrate the images we create. We throw our fortunes into the sea, and we emerge singing... Heartache is over now, We are so alive. Heartache is over now, We will never die. Heartache is over now, We are so alive. Heartache is over now, We will never die, Never die. It's all a dream to me if we just leave it behind. I hope that you will help me to remember it all.
3.
If you see that boy with skinny jeans standing up against the bar, the one who wears the T-shirts of the bands he's never seen. He's much too cool to talk to you, but if you get his attention. Would you tell him this for me? For me? Don't try so hard, Now, honey, Don't try so hard. I said, don't try so hard, Now, sugar, Don't try so hard. If you see that trendy girl, the one with orange hair and injured pride, the lover scorned who is much too cool to smile. She's the one who goes to all the underground art shows just to talk some shit about everybody that she knows. Or if you see that girl with leather pants and knee-high boots. She's the one who thinks she's on reality TV. She probably will not talk to you cause she's famous and you just don't know it yet, but would you tell her this for me? For me? Don't try so hard, Now, honey, Don't try so hard. I said, don't try so hard, Now, sugar, Don't try so hard. I promise we will still love you if you give us something real. I promise we will still love you if you give us something real. I promise we will, I promise we will, I promise we will still love you if you don't try so hard, now honey, don't try so hard. I said, don't try so hard! Don't try so hard!
4.
Falling 03:27
Falling...little drops of rain come falling down Crawling...to the ocean rain crawls underground Flowing...inside of veins the water runs Growing...river rapids rage beneath the sun It's all downhill from here Gravity pulls me down Heavy hearted in tears I fall back once again Silent...Autumn's gold falls down without a sound Violent...thrashing through the air, crashing to the ground Too bad...his moment in the sun has past So sad...he tried so hard, couldn't make it last It's all downhill from here Gravity pulls me down Heavy hearted in tears I fall back once again Once again Once again Once again Gravity pulls me down Heavy hearted in tears I fall back once again I fall back once again
5.
August 04:19
August I said, "Are you a killer or are you a priest?" He just threw back his head and laughed He says, "It's Mother Nature versus Jesus." And he never wanted my photograph You say the past is dead, In my mind, the pages burn, It's the sound I can't forget, In my mind, where can we run? He says my vision is damaged, And I'm seeing halos, But I'm keeping my eyes right ahead. Fuck all those kings and queens who never had to beg, No, they don't understand, they don't understand. You say the past is dead, In my mind, the pages burn, It's the sound I can't forget, In my mind, where can we run? I don't know how to let it go... I don't know how to let it go... I don't know how to let it go... You say the past is dead, In my mind, the pages burn, It's the sound I can't forget, In my mind, where can we run?
6.
Victoria 04:16
Victoria I'm all washed up now Without a place to call my own, You take me in now, Whisper life into me. And I am safe here, in this lion's den, In the arms of the blood red siren. And then I ask you, How does it feel? What does it taste like? And can I sing along with you? You take my face in your hands, Any you say to me... Victoria. And when I'm with you, We both have secret names, I am not myself, I'm in love, And all of my pain washes clear out of me, And I would bleed into you, And always be your... Victoria. Can I sing along with you? Victoria.
7.
Bridge 03:43
Bridge The apparition echoes in my mind, He whispers in the air. The weight of my death in his eyes, And I'm very far from here Far from here, Far from here. Love, come back to stay, Love, come back to stay. He wears a different face now, His lips are too small. His eyes are swollen shut. I don't recognize him at all... Love, come back to stay, Love, come back to stay. Far from here... Far from here... Far from here... Far from here... Love, come back to stay, Love, come back to stay. Far from here, Far from here.
8.
Hipster Haircut Do you remember when we fell in love? I wrote so many sweet love songs It's really too bad That you had to go and fuck it all up! It's been great to see you but I must admit I hate your trendy hipster hair! Did you get that to impress the anorexic painter? So you can stay up late with her on the futon that you stole from me? Well... I don't wish you... I don't wish you... I don't wish you well! Shouldn't you be out hiking the Appalachian Trail? Or shouldn't you be a famous post-rock star? Shouldn't you be teaching philosophy to college kids who really think you're cool Because you got them trashed the night before Well... I don't wish you... I don't wish you... I don't wish you well! This is not a love song for you I don't write those anymore This is just to say goodbye. And one last thing before I go... One last thing before I go!!!!!! I don't wish you... I don't wish you... I don't wish you well!
9.
Peter's Lament It's four in the morning. Of course I'm awake. I'm outside wandering down your street. I went to your window. It was icey and closed. You look so different now with your hair all in curls and those rich girl clothes. Oh, It was just a game. I knocked on your window, You didn't move from your bed. Another man slept beside you on your pillow. And I know you're all grown up now. And it wouldn't be much fun. But why, why, why did you have to go? Oh, It was just a game. You never gave me that thimble. I guess you forgot. Just like you forgot how to fly. Now there's no one here to help me to catch my shadow. It's just me and the stars alone up in the sky. Oh, It was just a game. I know a place where dreams are born And time is never planned.
10.
Tangled 04:47
Tangled We're all tangled up In the bedroom sheets that we lay on All the while... All the while... And no one really knows Or even cares what else is going on... We're all staring at the bumps on the ceiling, Missing it all. All the while, All the while, All the while, it feels as though everything is lost. You didn't hear them when they called. All the while, your brain is sliding down your throat, your neighborhood is falling apart. Several miles away, There's never time to tell. Hammer it down and feel everything, While you feel nothing at all. All the while, it feels as though everything is lost. You didn't hear them when they called. All the while your brain is sliding down your throat, Your neighborhood is falling apart. You'll miss them when they're gone... You'll miss them when they're gone...

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released June 24, 2011

Written and performed by Sara Crawford and Geoff Goodwin
Recorded by Geoff Goodwin

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Pocket the Moon Atlanta, Georgia

VOTED BEST NEW LOCAL MUSIC ACT and BEST FOLK ACT in Creative Loafing's Best of Atlanta 2011

Pocket the Moon is an indie/folk band from Atlanta, Georgia, consisting of Sara Crawford and Geoff Goodwin. Combining soulful vocal melodies with layered and skilled instrumentation, Pocket the Moon produces a unique and mellow sound.
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