Suburban Wolf

by Waterfall Strainer

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All songs written and recorded by Nick Stola

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released June 24, 2017

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Track Name: Suburban Wolf
I am a suburban wolf
and when I go outside
I forget others can see me,
so I just stay to the side,
in my most comfortable color.
But I don't want to hurt anyone.

Though I'm a toddler in high heels
and I take the train riding backwards
to rewind back home.

I notice people in their cars
swerving in front of each other
avoiding crash for their cars sake,
second hand smoke in their lungs,
drooling from their eyes and their mouths.
But I don't want to hurt anyone.

Though I bit my only lover
and ran naked into the woods
to go back home.
Track Name: Friday Classes
I was the only thing breaking the
nights silence, with steps on the spongy pavement.

When I walked out to my car leaving your
house positioning the heat to hit my hands on the wheel.

I never meant to make you feel like you're disposable
like dust swept up from tile to tile,
but I was a few years younger than I am today,
and you looked more like a girl than the woman that
you are now. I've got too much time to think about it.

I miss morning Friday classes
when I looked forward to
spending the whole weekend making love to you.

But I don't go to college anymore
and I don't get to take the bus south to see you.

I never meant to make you feel like you're disposable
like a contained fire put out in the cold woods.
But I was a few years younger than I am today,
and you looked more like a girl than the woman that
you are now and I don't want to stop thinking about it.
Track Name: Rental
The car is just a rental
so lets drive it onto your front lawn.
We'll make tire tracks and fill it up with
spit instead of gas.
The headlights will burn out.

Your body's just a rental
so lets take it on to the show,
where you can preform only for the ones you
love. Shake your arms,
part your silent lips,
they'll recharge while you dream of...

Sorting out this new found
life you take too seriously.
Track Name: Hijack
It seems like your head
is a nice place to be.
Where I could stay a while,
talking by myself.
Maybe I can think all your thoughts,
and you can think of me.

Sometimes I see more...
I see more through your eye holes,
than I do with mine
fixated on something.
That way I could see what I want,
not what I don't.

I wanna hijack you...

If I only had your body,
then I could take a break from being me.
Track Name: Transitional Valley
My nights have gotten shorter
with morning fulling up from the day before
and my mind it is pulled by the half shadow I lost last fall.

I've got no one to blame but myself and these songs,
because they do nothing but help me focus in on my sadness.
When I can't sleep I get filled with them.

My blood flows heavy into my ballon arms—leaves quickly—
and rushes back into my head, but I still find joy in windows.
Inside it's somebody's birthday, a profile view of a smiling face,
but for me it has been such an air conditioned summer,
an empty beach with garbage cans for the birds to sift through.

I can not bring her into all this, it has become more than her
so I linger on in this transitional valley.
Track Name: Oddest Hours
In the oddest hours we would breath invertedly
and she would always fall asleep,
while I kept playing all my songs to her worried brow.
In my dreams she would sing along.

I was so young when she made sadness so desirable
and I've had it on my mind since.

In the oddest hours her room sounded so hollow
and it made her voice seem large.
But it was always warm on the carpet on the floor
where I could see the dust under the chair.

I would like to tell her to keep doing what it is she loves
but I cant do that for myself.

I was so young when she made sadness so desirable
and I've had it on my mind since.

I know of a place where people they pretend
that they are happy—they are free—and I know of a place
where people really are, they are free.

I was so young when she made sadness so desirable
and I've had it on my mind since.
Track Name: Rot
Tuck my buttons
into my sleeve.
Run your nose
across my cheek
and relieve
all your bad thoughts
but keep
all the good parts you recall about me.

Tie my neck
into a knot.
Pour the metal
onto my scalp
and I'll rot
under there
while outside
I'll look just like how I looked then.