Now what? I want to love and be loved. There were three people that I felt connected to after you, and I wanted to take them, and have them take me, to the elevated state that I thought me and you were going to get to together. I asked the same thing of them I asked of you, but was  stopped short. 

Lyrics:
With your head in my lap in a cab in the rain
Looking down at you looking up at me and we’re thinking the same thing
Go smoke a spliff in bed 
Pull the covers over our heads
Then-

Build me a staircase up to your cloud and don’t let me down 
Never let me down

With yourself ‘round the world and myself in Philly
What do I have to do to get my hands on what I’m seeing on screen?
Go to New Amsterdam 
Show you what kind of guy I am
Then- 

Build me a staircase up to your cloud and don’t let me down 
Never let me down
Build me a staircase up to your cloud and don’t let me down 
Never let me down

With your name in my head through a friend of a friend
Thinking this is it but I haven’t even met you yet
I wanna tell myself I miss you
I wanna tell my sister I kissed you
I wanna tell my mother I love you
I wanna tell your father about his daughter NOW

Build me a staircase up to your cloud and don’t let me down 
Never let me down
Build me a staircase up to your cloud and don’t let me down 
Never let me down, no

About POV (https://www.soundcloud.com/bleedtherads/sets/pov):
(One year ago) I fell in ~love~ with someone that simultaneously fell out of love [sic] with me, all as I was about finish college with absolutely no idea what I was going to do with my life. As I assessed the damage in the wake of graduation, and as everyone around me moved forward with their lives while I remained stuck in the same place, these songs came out of me like shrapnel. I used live drums and drum machines to vocode guitars, synths, and pianos to suck the life out of the mixes to echo how life had been sucked out of me. And I used digitally crafted harmonies to lift up my fragile vocals. In succession, they’re about as hollow sonically as I was emotionally, but they look with optimism to resolve at the close- follow along with the lyrics in the track descriptions to better trace the narrative I’m trying to tell and like and share if you're picking up what I'm trying to put down. This isn’t an LP, this is my POV.

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Cabs in the Rain (S O Y K Reprise)

I remember hearin’ tunes that didn’t belong to any band I knew. My footsteps, draggin’ across the linoleum, made less noise than the silence that answered ‘em. Cracked my knuckles outta habit, nothin’ was broken, but it felt like somethin’ should be.

The sounds move too quickly to see, but the blur was vivid enough for me to follow. So I followed, like any fool with a past and no future. Down streets that never started and alleys that refused to end.

Darkness wrapped around me like a bad decision. And just when I thought I’d found my footing, the ground gave out. Dropped me into a tailspin of fear that gripped tighter than your necktie after a shot of cheap whiskey.

I finally came to, but the nightmare stayed put.

They're three kinds of people in the world- those that fit, the misfits, and counterfeits.

To know real joy and peace of mind, we must practice self-denial.

By not giving you anything, I'm giving you everything.

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