Give me my flowers
I’ve planted all my best ones for you
The roses and tulips that bloom
The ones you took your scissors to

Harvest the fruit
From the bushes that line our porch
Four feet away from our door 
The same distance I’ve been from you

/These hydrangeas look healthy
Tell me, is this love the same?
Will it blossom and bloom
Into red and yellow and blue
Just like the flowers do?/

It hurts like hell
To watch you take it in vain
Stamp out the petals for paint
Just enough to spell out your own name

So watch me stand tall 
Like the dark oaks that stand like guards
And tower above it all
I downright refuse to fall

//

Give me my flowers
Let me plant them somewhere new
They won’t be touched by you
Anymore

written and produced by Noah Gray

flowers

there's a place in new york that i go to every night
with music and strangers and neon lights
everybody's always busy getting high 
but tonight, there's one thing that caught my eye

i see you across the room, strobe lights of violet blue
midnight spend under the full moon
you make your way over, pull me in closer
sweet nothings fill my ear, the time's ticking slower

i've never felt this reckless
i know i may regret this
i think maybe it's those blinding neon lights, but
i wanna get lost, at least for tonight

i wanna drive away with you, speeding down the street
drape my body out the windows, my limbs flying free
kiss you on the brooklyn bridge, don't care who sees
'cuz i know it's gonna end when the clock strikes three

who knows what'll happen then?
who knows if i'll see you again
i'm only concerned with the present time
we're two of many that are younger than the night

fluorescent

lost

can you wait for a minute
i know you can’t, but i must admit it
i want you here by my side
i’m guessing at this point, i shouldn’t be surprised

I don’t know why I’m still trying
You’ve already gotten what you want from me

just goes to show that I haven’t learned, learned, learned
I don’t think that I will ever learn, learn, learn

can you wait just one more minute
i have to say just one more thing before I quit it
you’d better not use somebody
somebody else the way you did that left me crying

i think it's just, i think it's just messing with me
the way you use me, the way you toss me as if i am nothing

i'll never learn

you’re out there smoking cigarettes on my balcony
while i’m planted on my couch, grinding down my teeth
the moon’s blood red and so are my cheeks
cuz i’m thinkin’ bout the shit that you did to me

where did you go to, what was her name?
what did you say that you couldn’t to my face?
say that you love me, but actions aren’t the same
why so mysterious? Why so unnerved?
because I saw you getting cozy with her
don’t you dare let your fingertips touch my skin

better run for cover now
i know why you’ve been sneaking out 
a revelation that won’t be taken lightly
my words are scarlet, searing flames
the gates of hell have burned away
the filter’s gone, i'm not afraid to trash your name
don't you know i'm too expensive for your taste?

why try to buy what you can’t afford?
i’m all you could ever want and more
so what did you throw me to the river for?
one man’s trash is another man’s treasure
patch it up before i’m someone’s else forever
better take shelter from this stormy weather

i'm too expensive for your taste
and you know it, babe

expensive

what an odd thing it is
to be alone with my own mind
and the myriad of thoughts that I hold inside

what a sick thing it is
to be manipulated into changing it
dispersing and rearranging the fractals 

reshape the kaleidoscope
into a radiant hue of you
transform the hellish scarlet you once put me through

the way that I now see you
in a aureate, sunlit view
to a backdrop of blue that almost makes me miss you

alone with my own mind (interlude)

i’m a little bit jealous
of all the memories you’re making without me
i’m a little bit jealous
cuz you never seem to think of me
i call a hundred times, you never pick up your phone
i make so much time for you but you never show 

i know i shouldn’t be
i should be happy for you
but it doesn’t change the fact i’m a little bit jealous

jealous of the life that you live without me
jealous even though you say that you still love me
and i know you still love me
but that doesn’t change the fact i’m a little bit jealous/

i'm a little bit jealous
that you travel with your friends but don’t invite me
i’m a little bit jealous
of all the times you stayed out late for the parties 
and I was home waiting


baby, don’t you see
i’m so glad you’re happy
but i'm just so bitter that i can't be happy with you
baby don't you see
i'm so glad you're happy
but i'm so damn bitter that i can't be happy with you

jealous

i know i should be asleep by now
but i can’t help thinking
of the feeling of my palm against your chest
ebbs and flows with your breathing
the moonlight highlights your skin aglow
a dim-lit shade of violet-blue
i never knew peace like this
until i found it lying next to you

this love has been so precious to me
before I even knew it to be
an unearthed diamond, a silver string
that tethered your soul to me
no set of walls could make me 
call them home the way that your arms do
this love has been so precious to me
i always knew that it would be you

your fingertips like feathers floating across my cheek
the way i cease to breathe, increase my heartbeat just to hear you speak
your voice, it sounds to me like poetry
a code passed down to me
a song that lulls me to sleep
your love is precious to me

this town may never sleep, with those sirens always sounding
the neon lights in the streets, the people scream, alarms are pounding
let them continue to be
let them bask in their solitary seas
while we’re sheltered in these silken sheets
darling, can we go to sleep?

darling, can we go to sleep?

darling, can we go to sleep?

written and produced by noah schantz

two o’ clock in a may afternoon
and I can’t help looking at you
while we sit, hand in hand, and take in this view
we’re away from the fuss and the noise
no sound other than your voice
it’s tranquil here with you in your corduroy 

head on your shoulder, in this porch swing
baby, this is how i’ve always dreamed it to be
in this cottage big enough for just us two
as the sun sails across the sky
i can see the clouds shape-shift as they float by
as we point and decipher what it is they look like
i wish it could always be this way, baby boy
holding hands with you in your corduroy

i love watching the fireweed bloom
as the time trickles by through june
and so forth, as the summer concludes
autumn comes and the leaves decay
wither up and fade away
the air bites in a rather playful way

winter’s here and the ice takes hold
builds an empire of frost and snow
creeps across our window sill, it’s a haunting thing
i’m not worried of freezing
you’re still right here with me
with embers aglow in a scarlet heap

as we shelter in the heat
we daydream about spring

corduroy (demo)

written and produced by noah schantz

i have a fear of the sunset
i’m afraid of the dark after the day
when the new moon takes its place
and you can hardly see two feet away
i always dread the end of stories
the book’s final chapter
in the same vein, i’ve always hated
the gradual fade of laughter 

i’m just afraid of the end
never made sense, got through my head 
i’m afraid to reminisce
and not see a life well spent

time is a summer child
blowing dandelion seeds to the wind like a kiss
in the same way that every river
diverts it’s path to the ocean, away it slips
and so does life, so does breath
so does every second of every word you’ve ever said
the past is dead
and this moment soon will come to an end

i’ve never liked the movies 
they feel like wasting time
and in the end, in my head
i’ve squandered two hours of my life
i could have been outside
hearing the bluebirds sing their song
i could have been rolling through the grass
or holding the hand of my love 

i’m just afraid of the end…

i know it’s inevitable
i just wish i could help it
but my mortality will catch up, i’ll have to submit
and when the ghost with the scythe comes knocking at my door
i know i’ll be on my knees, in tears and through screams
begging for a little more

time…

begging for a little more…time…

darling, i wish we had more…time…

dandelion // summer child (demo)

singer | songwriter | producer

my debut album ‘fluorescent’ is out now: https://linktr.ee/darealnoahgray

my new single ‘disposable’ will be released january 26th 💜

Noah Gray

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