Tectonics (2023)

TECTONICS

Artist: Tim Becker

Release Date: July 2nd, 2023

1. Synecdoche

2. Blacksburg

3. Time to Care

4. Bighorn

5. Get Low

6. Trumpet

7. Silent Sam

8. Tectonics

9. Stormchaser

10. Doubter's Hymn

Lyrics

Synecdoche

always confusing a part for the whole

we’re at the end of our rope

it’s time to see the full scope

standing still, building fictions on the surface

while the wheels keep turning

the machinery below

can’t even tell if it’s possible now

to make sense of the world

with all these stories about it

busy playing around with the words

when the reality’s baring

its teeth at the door

here they are: the warning signs

they want us all to ignore

why don’t you act

like you’ve been there before?

dog whistle to the wolves

eyes glowing, numbers growing

but they swear that they’ve been misunderstood

four horsemen out for blood

hear the rumble in the thunder

but they tell us that the zebras are coming

can’t even tell if it’s possible now

to make sense of the world

with all these stories about it

always confusing a part for the whole

but it’s the part that they want

so play it straight and take a bow

here they are: the warning signs

they want us all to ignore

why don’t you act

like you’ve been there before?

spiral out into infinity

rhetorical velocity

nothing behind the curtain

but these copies of copies of nothing

avatars and effigies

ballot box celebrities

‘truths’ that never happened

but they keep on circulating

hyperreality

these copies of copies of copies

of copies of copies of nothing

but they keep on circulating

here they are: the warning signs

they want us all to ignore

why don’t you act

like you’ve been there before?

here they are: the warning signs

the warning signs

why don’t you act like you’ve been there before?

why don’t you act like you’ve been

Blacksburg

oh, oh, oh, oh

falling out of orbit

in a city full of strangers

lovers at a distance

and our gravity keeps changing

Blacksburg, Blacksburg

pulls me away

and we’ll find it, find it,

find it again

oh, oh, oh, oh

sacrificing everything to

make a better future

stitch our dreams together but they’re

tearing through the sutures

Blacksburg, Blacksburg

pulls me away

and we’ll find it, find it,

find it again

sacrificing everything

to make a better future

stitch our dreams together

but they’re tearing through the sutures

close my eyes to picture it

but nothing’s coming to me

at all,

I can't see it at all

it’s a crying, crying,

crying shame

but we’ll find it, find it,

find it again

I can’t see it

I can’t see it at all

Blacksburg, Blacksburg

pulls me away

and we’ll find it, find it,

find it again

Time to Care

there’s a place

deep within my soul

where I often go

fade out the crowd

summer comes and goes

dogwoods drop like snow

I burrow in the ground

and then I’ll never again

hear the end is coming

and then I’ll never again

feel responsible

I don’t have time to care

but I do anyway, I do anyway

there’s a lie

that I tell myself

that all these revelations

don’t bother me at all

I live like a ghost

and watch the hours go

watch the hours go

and then I’ll never again

hear the end is coming

and then I’ll never again

feel responsible

I don’t have time to care

but I do anyway, I do anyway

I do anyway, I do anyway

and then I’ll never again

hear the end is coming

and then I’ll never again

feel responsible

I don’t have time to care

but I do anyway, I do anyway

I do anyway, I do anyway

Bighorn

I know you're far away from home

everybody wants to pick a bone

it's hard enough to get by

without making new enemies

they can't handle that they're wrong

and you're right

they can't handle that you find

what they can't find

out there in the wilderness

don't you listen to those other fools

you know the only things that matter

are the canyon rules, are the canyon rules

hear them talking in the other room

you don't give a fuck

what they're saying about you

everybody wants to get their shot

but you're on top

and they can like it or not

when you're out there

you can look at the stars

think about how small

all people are

they can't handle that they're wrong

and you're right

they can't handle that you find

what they can't find

out there in the wilderness

don't you listen to those other fools

you know the only things that matter

are the canyon rules, are the canyon rules

hear them talking in the other room

you don't give a fuck

what they're saying about you

everybody wants to get their shot

but you're on top

and they can like it or not

everybody wants to, everybody wants to

everybody wants to get their shot

don't you listen to those other fools

you know the only things that matter

are the canyon rules, are the canyon rules

hear them talking in the other room

you don't give a fuck

what they're saying about you

everybody wants to get their shot

but you're on top

and they can like it or not

they can all go to hell

Get Low

I get down, I get low

sometimes it’s hard to make it on my own

I get pushed, I get shoved

but I don’t get a whole lotta love

when you’re gone, my world is cold

things are so much better when you hold me

time won’t tick when I’m alone

and I can’t tell where all of this is going

am I wrong, am I wrong

to lie here for so long?

I get down, I get low

sometimes it’s hard to make it on my own

I’m in a fog, I can’t see clear

don’t know if I can last another year

I’m afraid I might lose hope

and wander to the valley we all go

I get down, I get low

and wander to the valley we all go

am I wrong, am I wrong

to lie here for so long?

I get down, I get low

and wander to the valley we all go

Trumpet

well I used to be a sinner, smoker,

liar, cheater, killer, hater

dying from the devil

diagnosed with the seven deadly

but I'm here to tell you

that his evil couldn't get me

cause I dove into the river

down deep, black water

where the angels circled round me

and I passed out blackout drunk

from the spirit and I woke up

to a trumpet—bwah!

I could feel the river shaking, quaking

from the sound and splitting open

draining down a hole until

the water dissipated

and I lay there in the mud

thanking god I’m still alive

and I lay there barely breathing

ever since that moment

I’ve been baptized

baptized, baptized

blow that trumpet

glory comes out of it

I could feel the river shaking, quaking

from the sound and splitting open

draining down a hole until

the water dissipated

and I lay there in the mud

thanking god I’m still alive

and lay there barely breathing

ever since that moment

I’ve been baptized

blow that trumpet

good Lord, let your light in

let it hit em in the middle

with the rhythm of a river baptism

let em kick it with the fishes

good Lord, light a fire

let em clap until they hear it

in the city, stomp around

until till they hear it in the city

all the way up in the city

stomp around until till they hear it

in the city, in the city

good Lord! are you with me?

got a story, can you hear me back there?

back where? can you hear me

and can someone give a hell yeah?

uh-uh, don’t mess around

don’t leave me hanging, come on

alright, alright

hell yeah, hell yeah

I got the spirit in me

blow that trumpet

glory comes out of it

I got the spirit in me

Silent Sam

they say that it couldn’t be worse

but I promise that it can

promise that it can

they say that it can’t happen here

but it already has

it already has

they say this used to be a quiet town

now the bombs are coming

cops dressed to the nines

in battle armor

confederate ghost standing close

as the violence of history

repeats where it stands

they say we could never go back

but we already have

we already have

they say this used to be a quiet town

now the bombs are coming

cops dressed to the nines

in battle armor

Tectonics

when I die, don’t save me

a seat at god’s table

when I die, don’t bring me back

as something more useful

let me stay, let me see

the end of history

continents drift around

and meet in the middle

distant nations reuniting

on a world island

let me stay, let me see

the time-lapse of everything

people vanish

and the earth goes without us

mountains rise up

oceans merge and separate

and then the sun burns out

and blows the breakers

the lights,

the lights go out

Stormchaser

tired of staring out the back door

hiding from the storm

I want to run into the chaos

feel my heart shake in the wind

bottled up and feeling restless

underwhelmed and bored

tear the plywood from the windows

feel the rain saturate my soul

runnin down the highway

to a tornado siren

I want to be that reckless

just to see it, just to see it

I want to be a storm chaser

storm chaser

tired of huddling in shelter

waitin’ for disaster

I’d rather run out in the open

and let the violence shake my bones

runnin down the highway

to a tornado siren

ain’t afraid of pain or dying

only being, only being

I want to be a storm chaser

storm chaser

listen up:

running down the highway to a tornado siren

‘cause I want to be that reckless just to see it

all this analyzing dragging me into depression

and it feels like a confession of my weakness

running down the highway to a tornado siren

ain’t afraid of pain or dying, only being

tried the medications and the thirty minute sessions

where I answer twenty questions bout my feelings

still I feel ‘em

I want to be a storm chaser

storm chaser

Doubter’s Hymn

when those verses don’t ease your conscience

and neither does pray'n

don’t bury your doubt where it can’t be found

let it show you the way

when all you know is what’s been given

and it suddenly seems strange

sometimes questions are better than answers

let em show you the way

when heaven and hell sound equally tiring

and you’d rather just rest

just be patient, you’ll find out someday

life was never a test

when you burnout from being different

from who you are inside

don't live your life like it’s someone else’s

you can be free if you try

you can be free, you can be free,

you can be free it you try