1. |
Blind
02:18
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The world is wearing happiness like a cloak,
Bright green painted with colourful flowers,
My head is in my hands, I just can't believe,
Is that girl smiling at me?
Are you colour-blind?
Can't you see I'm blue?
The sky looks different when you are all alone,
It starts to look a lot more like home,
I blend perfectly into the sea,
Hey you, stop smiling at me.
Are you colour-blind?
Can't you see I'm blue?
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2. |
Defrost
01:34
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Light came in through my window
Melting the icicles off of my face
And touching my eyes
With open doors and empty parks
Trees cast shade and that’s the shard
Morning cut herself on
As she bleeds through the sky
Warmth floods, like an ocean
My fingers were blue,
Now they’ve turned red
With open eyes and empty hearts
Hear the roses screaming and
Bleeding, crying, open wounds
Finally I taste life in the air
With closed eyes and filled up heart
I find out what it’s like
To be breathing again
You have brought me back to life
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3. |
Entropy
04:54
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You seem to be on a frequency conflicting
Emotions confuse by destructive interference
All my well-thought-out communications twisted
I can't help but see we've set a bad trajectory
Look at me
This is entropy
Beat by beat your heart does nothing but recycle
Ingredients that lead to self-replicating issues
Juggling arguments in the carnival of violence
I can't help but feel that everything will soon disintegrate
Look at me
This is entropy
When I try to take it over
I will become lost
In galaxies of rotten conclusions
I will be coming down
Breaking out of coalition
I have become free
Of prepossessing confusion
I have become me
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4. |
Grim Fandango
02:45
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With bony hands I hold my partner
On soulless feet we cross the floor
The music stops as if to answer
An empty knocking at the door
It seems her skin was sweet as mango
When last I held her to my breast
But now we dance this grim fandango
And will four years before we rest
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5. |
Rebekkas and Jesses
05:34
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I went against what I thought was God's will
I broke my own rule too
When I played piano alone with her
She danced to my music
Lord, it was harmless but my heart chose
Something pretty over You
A yellow tinfoil balloon
She later fell beyond her depth for my friend
She thought she'd die if
He didn't feel the same way towards her
She was so afraid that
Lord, you might not grant her what she desperately desired
Without hope she couldn't go on
She begged me to pray to You
I, I no longer fear the worst
As Adam's descendants we've survived every kind of heartbreak
And I knew she would too
Don't fear the worst
But put your hope in God
Who gives the very best gifts
He gives the Rebekkas and Jesses if
He considers them
Best for His purposes in our lives
So I prayed and asked that
Lord, if it was Your will, that it would be mutual
The very day after I asked
You opened up his mouth
You, You always give the best
You'd never give Your child a scorpion when he'd asked you for an egg
So why should I
Waste this precious time
Waiting like a wicked servant
Let's never fear the worst
But put our hope in God
Who gives the very best gifts
Every good and perfect gift comes from above from
The Father of the heavenly lights
If we who are evil give good gifts to our children
How much more will our Father in heaven
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6. |
Messages
04:02
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I have very often gone and done exactly that which I had been
Advised not to do, again I'm reaping what I sowed
So desperate for words from you, I squeezed and squeezed and
Pressurised and finally let my pleas run wild, and
Earned again a greater silence
Ooh ooh I sent messages
Ooh ooh they should never have left my head
Ooh ooh these truths can't be forgotten once they're shared
Unable to imagine what it's like to hear such things from someone Else who's never had really the chance to see if they are true
Oh we never had more than a chapter or indeed the briefest of Prefaces and yet the book has closed with words I wrote
Ooh ooh I sent messages
Ooh ooh they should never have left my head
Ooh ooh maybe oneday I will tame my fingertips
Oh I was afraid that the friendship would just dry up
Like the sense of humour of a man whose tongue is cut out
What indeed is the purpose of communication
Other than the bonding of two minds two souls
Ooh ooh I sent messages
To you ooh ooh
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7. |
Monsters
03:24
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And I saw through the sundaes to the black blood within
And I fought through the peace to see the battles raging in
The doorways to your souls and the faces behind the masks
As the night is falling please come in from the dark
Because I saw monsters
Feeding monsters
And I looked down the hallway to see the lights blinking out
And I looked to see you running, there was only time to shout
I saw monsters,
Greedy monsters
There are bullets that would crack your porcelain, shattered on the floor
But while there's still some time won't you please come in through the door
I saw monsters
Bleeding monsters
Dying monsters
Hungry monsters
Disappearing
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8. |
Sunday Song
01:33
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It's Sunday rain, I can tell, it isn't really doing too well
It's wondering why it bothered getting out of bed
Sleepiness invades my soul, I can feel it take control
And I don't really mind at all
Everybody run for shelter, dropping down just helter-skelter
Drops of slow molasses everywhere
If taking time is a great theft, it's leaving no one else bereft
Plenty of it to go all around
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9. |
Sinecure
03:40
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There is none righteous, no, not one;
There is none who understands; there is none who seeks after God.
They have all turned aside;
They have together become unprofitable;
There is none who does good, no, not one.
Their throat is an open tomb;
With their tongues they have practiced deceit
The poison of asps is under their lips
Whose mouth is full of cursing and bitterness
Their feet are swift to shed blood;
Destruction and misery are in their ways;
And the way of peace they have not known.
There is no fear of God
Before their eyes.
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10. |
You Never Left Us
02:03
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11. |
Safe to Say Maybe
01:48
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It may be some day
That all humans will realise
That there's so much more to life
That freedom is more than just a word
Life to be lived
And maybe some day you will love me
It's safe to say maybe
It may be someday
There will be enough food for all of us
And maybe people will melt their weapons down into ploughshares
And maybe some day you'll notice me here
It's safe to say maybe
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Refrigerator Club WC, South Africa
It all started with the Dean's yearly week-long trips to Bethany farm. Sometimes the drums would be packed into the car. MP3 player recordings of the jamming sessions would be spliced into alblums. One day, we should be in a real band. Well God blessed us with a year at a studio (and possibly more), so we recorded an album, which contains years' worth of compositions. ... more
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