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by Tapestries

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I mapped out the west drop my shit and find a place to rest but all along I was all wrong I was talking at the ceiling or the stranger above? saying 'where do i go to find some money and a new love?' i need a new love Is it true? you dont know what it is you spun the bottle and kissed me on the lips now i only need your pity so give it to me give it to me just like a tuesday afternoon I mapped out beliefs and Ive had enough i need a better old book to read because all along it was all wrong Would you hate it if I said I think the bibles not true? would you throw me away? I think you would if you really knew what was good for you good for you no I dont have magic powers I just need my baby girl here I think that she might teach me some of hers When Im riding on my train, I go straight over the river and into a video game but its all the same to me; i was born under concrete and i will die before it really leaves
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golden light on golden hair i asked the doorman downstairs 'last night, did you fall asleep and have a mid-shift dream? if you did then i understand. you are a hard working overnight man' so help me now when the afternoon sun comes and wakes me up, i will ask myself 'did i sleep enough?' you are the moon here, and you are autumn in the berkshires at the end of the day i walk back home to my own place found that doorman setting up he knows it aint so easy hes worked 45 years and still cant make enough i had found her, when you had found her
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Finally 03:56
the steam has beat our beady eyes im a sitter for the fold, a zipper in the cold when our mother finally comes back home, he will keep the rainin' up the rain is gone when our father tries to change our minds we have had enough of that
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Eastern Town 06:40
I'm stepping over weathered roads their wounds are deep and lay exposed visible is the sand and the rocks that make the land the earth below the sun is scared to show its face so he hides behind the clouds and wastes his day so it feels colder and the sky is a brighter grey I saw clear and crisp as i strolled past the churches steeple and its stained glass I saw some lights inside I just don't know why I cry when they laugh Its quiet still and empty now It always feels like something in this town I still don't know what it is but one day I might find out I came upon an empty lot stepped inside and fell apart I always knew I was frail but I never thought that I would break my own heart now Im two hours out plus two hours back I've seen the beauty but I cannot forget the past my voice, it moves between the trees with the sounds of birds it plays hide and seek hide and seek it seems quieter when Im alone and staring at the ground below so I take the side streets where there is no breeze and I can walk real slow the factories are all getting old they're abandoned now but a building has no soul so I cant feel bad when I stop and see them all decomposed then again its the same with me we are kind of all just like factories we work so hard in life then the day we die, we are rendered useless for an eternity
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Gardenvision 03:09
I still love you I never said that I didnt Im a monster that you lived with between four eyes I lost my head for a time Moved home from NYC and Im better off so in the morning first in the garden i lift my head and im on the floor i walked three streets over three streets sober when i found it you were sleeping right in his bed under the sheets haunted mattress we were best friends what happened? what happened?? I had been sleeping there for days when you came in uninvited and we woke up and talked about it now were better now, were better now right?
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Dreamy 03:41
I wish that Georgia was my best friend too I wish that all the things around me were the same around you, but the worst part is you only exist in an album of pictures I think they're your sisters ______, now I see you in my dreams at night and when I see your icy eyes, I cry and I wake up wet drenched see my tears and sweat? Oh my god I am a wreck Baby come a little closer to Providence You've got the body baby I'm a little parasite I'm gonna find you just to eat you from the inside out I'm a dark cloud and you're the sun that is coming out ______, now I see you in my dreams at night and when I see your icy eyes, I cry and I wake up wet drenched see my tears and sweat? Oh my god I am a wreck Baby come a little closer to Providence Fuck the grapevine I wish you would say it to my face Getting worse when its already bad enough I guess I don't know you much like them
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Mama Mary 03:45
o fast road are you getting slow? could you help me slow down? o mama mama mama mary i dont know why youre crying i dont know why you would cry for me she said 'o you locked the doors to your house to keep only me out, and i bet you want my sorrow now' well if youre sorry then im sorry and if im sorry then you are free and this freedom is exactly what you need.

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created throughout the year 2010, mostly the falltime, in providence, pawtucket, lincoln RI

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released November 26, 2010

all songs written by mike decosta
additional guitars on Great Mapping Out, Waking Up in Brooklyn, Finally and Dreamy provided by jeremy joubert and andrew wilmarth
recording technicalities handled by the nicholas petrarca and matthew decosta and the gang

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Tapestries Providence, Rhode Island

Tapestries is an indie assortment of sound and locality, as well as the moniker for multi-instrumentalist Mike DeCosta of Pawtucket, RI. DeCosta has been writing, recording and performing for several years with contributions from many fellow musicians and artists. ... more

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