Music

Bam! This is our debut album, ready for you to stream. Enjoy your swim! You can also give us money for our music at http://animaleyesband.bandcamp.com/album/found-in-the-forest.

The lyrics are posted at the bottom of the page. 

Our banana stand media live album can be downloaded for pay what you want at: http://bananastandmedia.com/releases/album/animal-eyes-live-from-the-banana-stand/

–Leaves–

Always happy to leave

To ride out chasing your dreams

It feels good you’ve grown to be free

Oh, let’s pick up and leave

‘Cause I am never sold on where I have to go

Searched ourselves to run out the thieves

The beauty is to know what you need

Like pollen and its partner the bee

They never have to pick up and leave

–Our Fields/Finally Sleep–

There you are in the tree

Naked leaves in the canopy

In the field, our field, honest work

Leads our better thoughts

In you, I am breathing heavily

In you, you are breathing heavenly

I understand why I’m in this reality

Our skin, our bones, our flesh

What they know is best

Dirt lives, seeds sow, bare fruit, family grows

Shade us while we work, I’ll give back what I took

A bed of leaves under me, you’ll see how much it’s worth

Wrapped around our work, harvest work, ’till autumn’s done

Now we sleep, hard sleep, hard souls calloused deep

I’ll show you fields where we’ll enter invisibly

Younger girls, turn wiser men,

Turn skeleton, will die and their,

Younger boys, turn wiser girls,

Turn skeleton, will die then still be

(I watch the time go by)

–Ponds–

Whisper I whisper a sound

Falls out my mouth in a slur.

Boating the ripples at dawn

Dive in the depths of the pond.

Its true I’ve been wanting a dream

I’ve lost touch since the last one it seems.

Dive in the depths of the pond

Forgetting how the cold grips the lungs

Forgetting the leaks in the hull

Forgetting that hesitation is all.

Take my lame obsessions to the lake

There’s no wish that I would rather make

Cold clean and dark my mind is cold clean and dark

My mind is well

It’s true I’ve been swimming in the morning

Cold and dark it turns golden with the morning

–Goat Chasing–

I wish I had a name you knew

I’ve changed it but it always ends up the same

Why can’t i just have a few…a few

I don’t see what everybody else got to get it

If we were meant to woa!

The monkey has a back, a brand new back

I wonder where we will go next once he’s back on my back

It’s time to break your ghost (your ghost)

You won’t hear them whispers in your head

You don’t have to be the stranger in the remainder

It’s time to break your ghost

I’m poor but if I had to choose I would stay

Because it’s more real to have friends that paper anyway

There’s more of us

There’s more of us

–Sweet Eyes–

Oh mama, sweet eyes mama

Give me both your eyes so I can see

Oh satan, so low satan

Give me all your fire ‘cuz here it’s cold

Oh heaven, so high heaven

Give me all your gold ‘cuz here I’m broke

Taste the bitterness my sweat

Taste the ashes of my bones

We’re all soaring over head

Like shattered thoughts of crazy man

Who tries to speak but runs away

Says he can not think today

So why do I feel like a dog

With no eyes, no ears, no tail

Running circles through the trash

Of corrupted politics and cash

Oh mama, sweet eyes mama

You can keep your eyes ‘cuz I can see

Oh satan, so low satan

You can keep your fire ‘cuz here it’s hot

Oh heaven, so high heaven

You can keep your gold ‘cuz here I’m free

Oh, what a beautiful mistake

–You Saw–

You were talking around

Until it spilled over

But i didn’t see how

You pulled me under

Like the way

I’ve become so much older

It tickles my mind

As your words become softer

It tickles my mind

Like the joys of getting older

And it tickles my mind

From the inside

You saw that I saw

You saw my mind

All this sleeping around

Is feeding my hunger

‘Cuz how can I

Keep on staying sober

When I’m just getting

Drunk off of your words

and it tickles my mind

‘Cuz of the difference in culture

And it tickles my mind

That there’s a war for your birth

–Howlin–

There’s a howling in my lungs

I feel inspired when I’m done.

Convinced I’m not an animal

Its a shame I’m tamed at all.

Full moon full light charmed by the night

Full moon full light farmed by the night

Boredom snares us like a trap

Its sinks its rusted teeth in me.

I’m chewing off my leg caught in its teeth

My soul feels better when I’m free.

Farmed I am like all the rest

I drank the milk of mothers breast.

So why do I feel the urge to breath

An honest breath thats earth in me.

Filled with light like the ocean’s moon filled night

Makes my hair stand up on my neck I breath I breath(feels nice)

–Sun Man–

I hope to be the sun that dries up your rain

From the ground and up I’ll turn you into a cloud

So everybody could see that you’re up here

But it won’t be enough my warmth just won’t last

All we have, all we have are our lights now

‘Cause we watched a single man watch his heart fade out


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