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Westward

by The Split Infinitives

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1.
Winter Coat 03:10
I’m clothed up to my chin And no one else is outside I can’t find anyone else held together By a winter coat like mine I guess they’re all afraid of the wind Gnawing on their exposed skin I’m not as nervous of the weather It’s this bad every year in Logan The new year has come at last And it’s frigid enough to dance And wait for the best parts to come I’m going to look around for once Love everything I can touch And wait for the best parts to come My old friends are gone And my former routes are hidden Under the discolored ice My neighbors are sick or showing symptoms And I’ve got something coming on From a tearing throat and rigid cough But by next week I’ll be all right Stepping across the winter January brought Now, I’ll keep to the afternoon Watching old Saturday morning cartoons And wait for the best parts to come Later in the evening, alone in my room I’ll listen to songs by idols fallen too soon And wait for the best parts to come
2.
Hallmarks 04:10
Day one, I would hate to be late Fumbling with directions, I hesitate This campus needs an atlas Each building needs a landmark no one could miss I'm a lot less bigger than I thought I would prove Hello, how are you? I'm new and confused I don't mean to stick out, but could you tell me how To find my lecture, because it's starting now I just need to get this right once I'm sure I'll find what I'm looking for
3.
Rocket Race 04:32
I placed last In a rocket race that flew by real fast I've been told time and again It's us versus them Son, you better shape up or ship out Tell us what you're made of or get out Out of the fire and into the furnace Makes me nervous I'm no match You can be certain of that
4.
Turn Around 05:16
The week that I met my dear Under snowfall, under white lips You were tearing yourselves apart And I didn't know who to revere Should I take a wrong step, should I slip I seem to be in someone else arms So please, please, please fix us And I say, "Well, I really wouldn't want to get mixed up, Saying who's justified Telling you who's out of line I just don't have the time" What kind of conflict or joy Immediately demands my employ I can't help it if I'm out swinging and spinning When these affections are worth winning Otherwise, I wouldn't turn around on you
5.
I can't beat the blows Of those copper tones Rushing along the tracks But they help you relax From somewhere in Wyoming To wherever they're going They're here when they are Heading off car by car Without fail The sound of smoke trails Never grow stale In its own way As you fall asleep I'll catch you quickly You can believe me You can believe in me If you're shaking Under your blankets I'll stay awake And keep you safest
6.
Being There 03:41
Tonight I'm going westward All of those strangers will soon learn That I'm made of gold That will be good for keeping around as they grow old At the edge of a crowd Straining with laughter out loud Looking around, and around, and around Excepting to be found There's no blame or shame in myself So, I guess it's okay to take it for someone else And you look like a fool With no chance of renewal I seem unfair Being there When all I do is stare
7.
Control 03:53
Late night walking With someone talking In complementary meters As I move my legs until my knees hurt I've got to be home soon If I can stop wandering like a loon Flying to the beat and the tune Of Matt Berninger's subdued croon Stumbling around in the dark Passing out at the top of a slide in the park Knowing I ought to be going Before my blood stops flowing With the summer at its coldest And my shivering lamp-lit shape at its oldest If I'm feeling so bold What else is there to do with so much control?
8.
On Main 04:26
On main, away from the rain I would like to say I was here when it came At night, I find the time to resign These old valentines from my mind My wish isn't to seem suspicious To the listless, unseen visages forwarded by marching pistons I'm a great big riddle in the middle of a little town Isn't the the real riddle all around I seem to breathing a sleeping dream I seem to be sleeping a breathing dream
9.
I thought I would stay In the same place always But now I'm far from Virginia, many years later I didn't believe I would be Coasting on the highway with my friends in the backseat While lit up until we're in Decatur The next little while Better give me a smile In the next few hundred miles The more we drive The more I find I like the idea of staying lost Discovering gems in rural backdrops Without a definite stop But through the country we continue to cross You think you're so funny as you speak I'd call you out if I wasn't dying at the wheel Red-faced and convulsing Our future in full swing Don't you turn around on me Eyes closed, huddled with someone's hair in my teeth Tired and fuming, sitting up I lean Into the window as the city invites us in One building at a time, but it doesn't Resemble the memories or negatives I thought I had expertly collected Don't you turn on me
10.
Dancer 03:45
Through the rafters My two eyes fixate on one Girl who has mastered Each step that she must I call in the hopes she'll answer But that doesn't interrupt Then comes some bastard Who comes and lifts you up It shouldn't matter But it doesn't end the race my heart has run I want the last word Before I clean the pumped blood off my cuff So, dancer Could I ever be enough? Don't let me think Let me know: Could I good enough?
11.
Let's go out in style It's not going to be like this for a while I'm still stuck in the same clothes Living off of another person's dime, living in someone else's home I made a big deal of the same holidays I made the best of a warm, solid place But happy birthday to our recorded marathon around the sun Orbit until the air has left our lungs, and our lungs have been eaten But we'll meet up in another twelve months, since we love each other so much Killing each other over paper, until we're vapor that can't get enough Permitting, in that time, we don't disappear We'll resolve to try again another year I know the day is gonna come Where I'm going to miss the taste on my tongue Of knowing anything can be won Of staying young

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I don't think I'm going to write anything like this for a long time.

Or anything for a while. I'm happy with this for now.

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released February 7, 2014

Holden Martinson: vocals, guitars, bass, strings, keys, drums, percussion, mallets, brass, woodwinds, songwriting, production, mixing, mastering, sampling, looping

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The Split Infinitives Salt Lake City, Utah

Project founded by Holden Martinson and Brian Adkins in 2008.

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