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Luke's Favorites

by Luke Jarret

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1.
The Frost 04:00
I only saw his skyward eyes to us all blind, fixing high, and craving air that tears your lungs, pining for hair that's come undone But conversation stubborn fell always back to quelling cares and hell in staring earthbound where those whipping eyes weren't long Maps were anchors, planning fodder on which to feast and nowhere waddle The surest feet are pure, untreated ramblers who pursue a need He set off quickly brazen with me stiffly walking in his wake With only air she gave to him and hands that came to know her face. I owe more than I can repay him in a strange euphoric shame I stole a feat and cut him down for which I wish the mountain brow I only saw his rigid back a wall of black in white beyond unflinching as I stooped to boots and aching knew my will had gone Though a way laid cut before, my feet, unsure, lost courage or they could not keep up to a steep desire taunting age I felt the rope now tighten lightly as the white expanded in my footing lost unto the ice and frightening in a dizzied spin I crashed against the rink of earth my mouth too dry to find the word It's a funny kind of silence come as soon no rebellion's heard I owe more than I can repay him in a strange euphoric shame I stole a feat and cut him down for which I wish the mountain brow (x2)
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Oh I'm losing the light of the moon I feel a new dark age coming soon Lit by the lights that only we have made To hypnotize, to stupefy the ones we degrade We're on a sinking ship, but we're loyal as hell To the captain/dictator, The reason we fell But the darkness is comfort, don't know what we touch Clap our wrists together For we know that much all too well We look on up to the smallest figurines Our favorite past time is horror filled hilarity And still our gaze is locked, to the funhouse mirror show crafted by the architects of much we'll never know Oh I'm losing the light of the moon I feel a new dark age coming soon Lit by the lights that only we have made To hypnotize, to stupefy the ones we degrade (x2) Some are always flitting across the line To keep themselves obscured and by us ill defined But I pray for decency in the few years we have left Shortly we'll have gone the way of uneasy rest
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The River 04:00
I'm a man without a house Never found myself a spouse My only company is the occasional mouse But I walk day in and day out Yes I walk to find a river clear With no way to steer and overwhelming fear Yes I walk through the city with calamity streets With the sounds of bells and whistles And drumming heart beats Where buildings scrape the sky And trees become art But as I walk I know it's a fine place to start Because where you begin Is not where you end It's the initial friend As you wend through its ways And say goodbye to the first days Of this silly maze You've gotta get yourself out of this place. And I'm off I'm in a neighboring state to confusion and illusion With a little tip for me, to head for open sea And I walk to the edge of the place of my birth To see if I can demonstrate accommodating worth With one foot in the water, I'm nautical fodder Up around the bend, was Lusitania's end And the likely possibility of drowning me But I walk freely to the heart of the wide ocean And so the wetter, better portion of my tale has begun I saw creatures of the deep, beasts from one's fantasy (sea) Monsters with seven eyes that tried to snack on me And I fought my way through the hall of tentacles and teeth And felt the ground going out from under my feet And I'm off I made it to the shore Left behind the monster's low muffled roar And I climbed up a grassy mountainside And I saw before me A sight that in my mind forever will be A river that shamed all else one could ever see I said to myself I think I'll settle here, Maybe call this place home for several years I will stay until the day when my heart turns gray And is no longer enchanted by this beautiful place
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Swimming Low 03:40
Swimming low through quilted people Chasing coat tails on the isles Suddenly gone monochromatic These aren't the shoes I recognize I look up to faces replaced by misty topped suits so wide The shallow well springs up I couldn't prick myself on a map if I tried You don't need keys when you're leaving It's when you're trying to get back Kind eyes descend from the shadow From silhouettes I'd known back home A past time cast aside found a welcome Lonely hearts don't live alone You don't need keys when you're leaving It's when you're trying to get back
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Over shoulder clarity, when did you come to me? I fear the lines beneath my skin are coming up hasty Which marker bears the name of 'era at an end' The shrillness of the siren years now echoes, harsh and bent Crinkled eyes plague my sight, Screwed up against the wailing of terrifying tikes They're trapped in a world of incendiary friends Igniting in a flurry of epitomic sins But fear calls only flies And folly doesn't falter lightly I'm going down to the reservoir Gonna let my lady lay my hand down Down to the resevoir Gonna let my lady lay my hand down Repetition does favor simple minds And spirited discussion of the tawdriness of time And yet the role is always filled By a facet of our former selves that we finally killed Crinkled eyes plague my sight Screwed up against the wailing of my terrifying like Trapped in a world of incendiary friends Igniting in a flurry of epitomic sins But fear calls only flies And folly doesn't falter lightly I'm going down to the reservoir Gonna let my lady lay my hand down Down to the reservoir Gonna let my lady lay my hand down
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One cannot breathe for heavy smoke And raconteurs' electric folk But the dusty bottles know a light In a spell of revelation sights A softened glow and smiling eye The well known air of fallen tries Bringing over younger years Unworthy careers and real fears But always first on shaky legs Giants walk and genius treads And so relieved were wooden pegs With courage drank until the dregs A coy exchange of words and ways And subsequent foreshadowed days Several years of learning names Dialogue of coquettish phrase A thunderous cry and early morn Because a happiness was born A red collar and bright white paint And so it went till sound grew faint Side by side in acquaintance beds with a blazoned cross above their heads Returning to that darkened room And a walk together very soon Cuz always first on shaky legs Giants walk and genius treads And so relieved were wooden pegs With courage drank until the dregs
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Swimming low through quilted people Chasing coat tails on the isles Suddenly gone monochromatic These aren't the shoes I recognize Look up to faces replaced by Misty topped suits so wide The shallow well springs up I couldn't prick myself on a map if I tried You don't need keys when you're leaving It's when you're trying to get back Kind eyes descend from the shadow From silhouettes I'd known back home A past time cast aside found a welcome Lonely hearts don't live alone You don't need keys when you're leaving It's when you're trying to get back
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Ash frolicked at my feet Feigning cold though it came from heat The bite danced across my cheek Now parading tracks to me 'Gone down the road, I'll be back before you know I've only gone down the road a ways' Letters prance in a hollow cave Daisied leaves swirling down one way Sun glances off cool metal, manmade A note singing out tall tales 'Gone down the road, I'll be back before you know I've only gone down the road a ways'
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Each night that I disappear, my vision finds familiar trees That's how I came to be a yawning blinds enemy It's been six months now, maybe more That I've given myself the name of Deadbolt Connoisseur Compunction set in in the newborn days But I wasn't about to slay my grizzled ways A slave to the depraved, my crosses were no such form I could no longer remember her particular warmth And as the faces swam, so grew the hate Yet my cowardice perpetually hissed to wait These proclivities had all gotten far too far down the line But sentimentality always drowned in wine It's been ten months now, maybe more That I've given myself the name of Deadbolt Connoisseur This groaning foreboding is owning my soul And I know it, the moment of measures is close There's a weight on my mind of an unearthly kind And The Advent is closer and closer and closer and closer in time
10.
Unrest had cut the wire, after growing tired of bin fodder unadmired and set the hands for a distant line, nebulous time always takes the mind White weight met crispy collage, then felt a sizzling watch and struggling thoughts Surely diamonds soon, under a different moon needless itch walking the room Sirens wailing from the door Wind and letters are at war Ocean panicked on the rocks A frenzied Vulcan on the docks Jubilation upon incineration a mind's chattel undone lyin' proximity, graceful asymmetry that mirrors would never see The heart roars ever loud for what the life's about fleeting moments never sour Sirens wailing from the door Wind and letters are at war Ocean panicked on the rocks A frenzied Vulcan on the docks
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The earth is snoring Victoria's on the floor Dessert was boring But you're still reaching for more Did you really want to stay? And it bleeds from me I need your misty eyes I need you to take the lead I've never loved goodbyes I never loved goodbyes A life of watches Pretending not to know (No time for stopping Or else blades will grow) (X2) Keep scrapin' my knees Stings because I know too well But what do I believe Is it a question, heaven and hell? Did I really want to stay? A life of watches Pretending not to know (No time for stopping Or else blades will grow) (X2) I'd like to throw roots But I know quickness controls And it's a hollow blues But it's all on which I have to go A life of watches Pretending not to know (No time for stopping Or else blades will grow) (X2)
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released January 15, 2013

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I write, perform, record, and edit all of my own songs. I do my best with each one and I really hope you enjoy them! Thank you kindly for taking the time to listen!

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