What's the Time Where You Are? - Troye Sivan (cover)

The Time Traveler

The Time Traveler (Early Version)

Bulaklaki

God flooded this world for a reason
That’s why I filled this vessel to the brim
Child can’t you see it’s worth preserving
Your heart cause you never learned to swim

Can’t understand why you deserted
Mama loved you more than her mother did
But I kept this space for you to come back
When the ocean relinquishes their grip

Hold the helm, stay steady
It will Storm for a while
We won’t lose our memories
‘Cause I’ve packed them tight

I’d never let the world see you drowning
I’ll hold you if the ship starts to sink
Don’t worry if you see the ocean rising
This home is much stronger than you think

Hold the helm, stay steady
It will Storm for a while
We won’t lose our memories
‘Cause I’ve packed them tight

Hold the helm, stay steady
It will Storm for a while
We won’t lose our memories
‘Cause I’ve packed them tight

God flooded this world for a reason
That’s why I filled this vessel to the brim
Child can’t you see I’m just collecting
Our love cause I never learned to swim

Mama Will Keep You From The Ocean

The curtains choke out the sunlight
Reflecting in her eyes
With dust collecting on the mirror,
Her image crystallized

Her head lay heavy, a monument
To storms where homes take flight
"Give me a minute; this time i mean it,"
She begged to passing time

Her nerves lag after her body
Torn velcro from the sheets
The bedsprings groaning, a warning, 
A chorus of empathy

The faucet taps at a rudiment
Syncing to the clock 
Can’t stop the dripping, reminding
Her of the years she's lost

Stumbling faster, the street's move under
Roaring train echos fill a cavern
Humming fluorescents desaturate
Shaky hands hover frozen in place

“Skipping time – this sprinting 
I can’t handle every day in stasis
Skipping time – this slipping
I can't stand another day just like this”

Quiet voices freckle the silence
Tired eyes scan the streets for guidance
Shadows slingshot from under buildings
Colors flea from the sky, recoiling

“Skipping time – this sprinting 
I can’t handle every day in stasis
Skipping time – this slipping
I can't rush through one more day just like this”

– Caught in a cycle
Connecting everything
Synapses choking, evoking
Transitions in repeat

The room is cluttered with minutes
Strewn across the floor
Tried to collect them, she drops when
Fatigue demands for more

“Skipping time – this sprinting 
I can’t handle every day in stasis
Skipping time – this slipping
I can’t waste another day just like this”

Mother, tell me where – where did all the neighbors go?
Are you even there? Can you hear me through the wall?
Since the birds stopped singing, I can’t help but start thinking
Mother, were you scared? Mother, is it getting cold?

Through the embers live profit in coal, burning under our homes
Tunnels sprawling like veins through the town, delivering comfort in smoke
Mother said, “they'll snuff it out – better cut with the doubt – you should trust they know best ‘cause you don’t.”
Through the deals and appeals for our land, they’ve forgotten this road

Mother, tell me where – where did all my sisters go?
Were they all aware that I would be left all alone?
To the past  you’re clinging, I can’t stop myself drifting
Mother, do you care? Mother, am I on my own?

Canary Row

Would you mind
Mind it if I couldn’t cry
At the end of your life
I’ve tried to see it from your eyes
But my chest just feels tight

We watched but
What else could we have done
While blood carved this canyon
Through our home and left no bones

Would you want to waste our time blaming each other for this shit
This is just the world where we found ourselves with no direction
Your mother felt the same as you and I the only difference is
We can see the end of days; born next to the precipice 

Would you mind
Mind it if I didn’t try
To keep this facade alive
We watched as rivers ran dry
We let the rivers run dry

Maybe there 
Was something we could have done but
When blood has picked it's path
How much can you do on your own?

Would you mind
Mind it if I couldn't cry
At the end of your life
I hope you see it from my eyes
‘Cause next time will be…

All You good People

1.

“Get up kid we’re going out for a drive
Wipe that shitty look off of your face, it’s a mess”
I can hear her voice haunt through the night
Still feel her as the blood exits my fingertips

“God, let it go”
Phantoms swarm in 
As oxygen’s fading
The street lights blur

“Just let it go”
Cut the engine
This isn’t my exit
It’s not my turn

Our neglect is detailed into the sky
Vermillion with the sun threatening to take what’s left
The future on the road, clear in my eyes
I still taste the poison linger in every breath

The air still tastes the same

“Get up kid we're going out for a drive
Forget about the shit that's making you feel like this”

“Just let it go”
She’s relentless,
Subconscious, intrusive
Here ‘till my end

“God, let it go” 
If I stall here
This will end in fire
Around the bend

2.

My blood is tasting sweet
Thick coating around my teeth
Ears ringing, the air just smells of gasoline

Gravel rough beneath my palms
Haven’t felt this calm in so long
Limbs numb but haven't forgotten how to breathe 

Drifting –
As I watch the smoke waft from the stacks
They're spiraling

Hold me – 
We can watch the cars speed past
While we're recovering

Car Sick

I saw a young girl with her family
She wanted to dance so her parents started clapping to a beat
There under the shade of the ginkgo leaves
They stay swaying like they're flowers in the breeze

As I watch the sun burn down the park
I hope that they're still safe
With the sky stained red from the smoke
Can they still breathe

I’m afraid that this heat will take our home before you’re born
What will be left to give if even water’s hard to hold
I can’t remember the last time the grass was green
Beneath ashes of the fallen ginkgo trees

I saw bluebird feed her family
They gathered around as she placed a bit into each of their beaks
There within the shade of the ginkgo leaves
They stay chirping ‘till there’s nothing left to eat

As I watch the branches break off from the
Gusts of summer storms
I mourn the thought I’ll never
Hold you in my arms

I’m afraid that this world will crumble long before you’re old
That you will be left to struggle with the things we could not solve
I can’t remember the last time the grass felt green
Next to desiccated trunks of ginkgo trees

I saw all of us as a family
Imagined we’d look to the sky and watch the birds fly happily
There under the shade of the ginkgo leaves
We stay frozen in a dream I'm left to grieve

Under The Ginkgo Leaves

Woke up temples aching
I wipe the haze off of my face
Curse my own reflection 
She melts and father takes her place
What could I do, but tear the skin off my chin and my chest
Where could I go, to take these bones and grind them into dust
Gouge out my eyes
Gouge out his eyes

I thought I could change and call it done
Grew my hair so I could mask the signs I was your son
But our history’s sculpted into my shoulder bones
Like an injury left no time to heal it’s form now set in stone

Shuffling through the roses
Where I once found my better days
Face down to the ground 
Through the rain puddles I meet your gaze
What could I do, but claw my brow till I’m scraping at bone
Where could I go, to let my blood from my veins to the floor
Gouge out my eyes
Gouge out my eyes

Gouge out my eyes
I can’t bear to see you in me
Tried to drown my instincts, bury bodies, 
Can I hide you one last time
Gouge out my eyes
Cut the ligaments from my knees
Stitch me back together, rearrange her
Leave our worn sinews behind

What could I do, but break my jaw with the words you knew best
Where could I go, to shredded my flesh and burn what little’s left
Gouge out my eyes
Gouge out my eyes

Soft Scramble

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