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Bloody mess,
It's a wreck (and)-
I swear I only...
Tried to help,
tried to fix it (but)-
it's just always...
Everything that I touch,
can't stay unbusted;
'Cuz these hands-
stupid hands-
can't leave the world untouched...
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Spine (Annelidically)
03:05
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Am I jelly or a man?
Can you stuff me in a can?
Well I don't think so...
But if I bend to this or that-
Switching at the drop of hats-
Well then I don't know...
Annelidically:
If I don't ever disagree
to be what I'm told to be
I get to eat.
Am I making my own choice?
Am I using my own voice?
Well, of course, yes.
But am I eating what I want?
Is this my own restaurant?
Well then, I guess...
Annelidically:
If I don't ever disagree
to be what I'm told to be
I get to bend until I don't how I am anymore-
What then will become of my shape?
Well, I am not sure...
I just know I don't like it,
I just know it's not right yet...
I will not be boneless- I will have my limits,
I will not be molded- my back's got bones in it,
I have got my will and I know I can win this,
I will trust my spine
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Je sais je suis timide mais...
ce ci est travaille pour moi.
De temps en temps mes pieds sont ceux en charge… de rien.
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Hair (Strings)
02:50
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I hid in mine
when I was- while I was- young
But I've crossed that line-
my shy veil's chopped and it's done.
I am a mess most of the time;
tangled and split everywhere.
But I untwist I am just fine,
when I see or I smell your hair.
There's something here- voluminous- too big to define;
native, recognizable... don't care if it's mine.
It's your's- it's you- it holds me here like magnetic twine
I guess, I think, it's gotta be a sign
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Mouth (Twain)
04:00
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Do I say what I think?
Or do I say what you think I think?
Is it really THAT different?
If the mouth touches air,
shouldn't it have a filter
between it and the inside?
It isn't- it ISN'T- like I'm lyin' cuz
the content still comes through.
Everybody is doing the same thing,
so it couldn't be untrue!
Better to shut your mouth and always be thought a dick, or to fool them all wrong?
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(In for two- out for four)
I am the lightning-
Every bulb in it
Infinite attic
and flowers
and sadness
and rain
and first kiss
and throwing up in sports
and "stop crying"
and dirt
and fear
and it's back-
and I'm alive, damn it
and I'm shaking
and I'm shaking because I'm alive
and I'm alive because I'm shaking
and I'm alive because I'm alive
and I'm shaking because I'm shaking
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Chest (asshole)
03:53
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Am I doing this for the badges?
Do I need all these merits or is shiny what I seek?
Do I care if there's hair on my chest?
Or am I just needing something the others will see?
Pride aside, do I stand for anything?
(or am I just being loud?)
Decide inside on the value of anything-
(or am I just "standing out"?)
No, I think what I stand for when I stand on higher ground will actually mean something (Sometime, eventually...)
So you might call me an asshole-
yelling in defense of all those strangers and noise-
when I could just side with neighbors;
drink and get some rest,
stop struggling with these toys (I mean, right?)
Pride aside, do I stand for anything?
(or am I just being loud and kinda stupid?)
Decide inside on the value of anything-
(or am I just "standing out" for no reason?)
No, I think what I stand for when I stand on higher ground will actually mean something
Yes, I know what I stand for when I stand on higher ground will actually mean something (to me, at least...)
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Eyes (Opthalmodeception)
02:50
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Survey says "_____"
...and then mine don't match (?!)
But you really don't see ANYTHING!?
But if you don't see anything-
can i still exist?
Annexing an existence from mist and a misglance...
Can I blame my temporal incompatibilities on my eyes?
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Skin (White Shirt)
04:17
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I'm a thin bag of piss and vinegar
(and some gasoline)
Trying to be nice but you know that I am mean... yeah
I'm a wretch bag of piss and vinegar
(and some gasoline)
When I act all nice you still call me obscene
To myself I am myself
And to outside I am dirt
But people treat me nice when my shirt's white
and my skin is clean... yeah
(Isn't it time we do something with substance?)
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Head (Wilco, Etc.)
06:47
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If I could just stay out of my head for a few damn hours I think it might be better than whatever it is that I'm doing right now:
stacking nonsense on worry on worry on worried wobbles out the door-
'til every two months it de-Jengas all down.
But I don't know what it is I should be doin'
If I'm not pursuin'
What I've made believe I need
'Cuz it's only my perspective I've been skewin'
and ain't nothin' really ruined
if I don't succeed
Just try talkin' that sense to yours truly and I get all unruly 'cuz I think there's nothing better than this Eden I've been sweatin' towards this past now..
'Cuz apples look so good when you're eating only wax but the real stuff's stuffed with worms when you have to face the facts.
...But you'll only know the truth if you pick it off the ground
But I don't know what it is I should be doin'
If I'm not pursuin'
What I've made believe I need
'Cuz it's only my perspective I've been skewin'
and ain't nothin' really ruined
if I don't succeed
But still I bang my head against the wall for stuff that will fall on mortgaged ears...
And cry my big, hopeless, helpless tears... again.
(Left) Come what may come what may it'll be ok
Just stay out of my own way and I'll be ok
(Right) I'm so scared right now
I don't know why and I don't know how
(Center) Everybody look at me RIGHT NOW-
It's the one way that I feel alive!
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