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by Melissa DiNicola

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1.
As I tasted the dirt All over my tongue growing seeds between my teeth you stuck your hands down my throat to find the roots thriving inside dig th em out of me as you tore them out I tore you back, I took your heart between my hands oh how i held it tight as you tried to reach me and when it beat i beat back Take the rotten heart that poisons my lungs Sweep the dirt from underneath and the next time i find a leaf on my tongue i will cough until i’m clean Flowers bloom from rot so I am careful not to move too slowly If I sprout and start growing weeds in my heart I’ll be killed by the dirt of the earth, Take the rotten heart that poisons my lungs Sweep the dirt from underneath and the next time i find a leaf on my tongue i will cough until i’m clean If we’re made of star stuff Why do I feel so cold All I'm asking you for Is the chance to grow old If we once were stars And if dust we shall be I won’t give up the gift of my mortality this rotten heart has poisoned my lungs and i’m sure that fear made it stop but if i can’t find the source of the vine i’ll be forced to cut off the top
2.
At Night 02:30
there aren't any rainbows Made of human colors, no sky is ever sick sunburnt broken or bruised ëven after it’s been abused those colors they fall on me on you they don’t look so easy if I help you carry the gold will you promise me we’ll happily grow old The glow of my bones isn’t cotton candy colored it’s a breaking rusted grey the weeds in me will grow forever but maybe I’ll grow flowers one day What are the prayers of strangers worth if they scare you half to death With dirt on my back I feel the earth the ground where i am left We’ve been lying here forever As the days grow into nights You could honestly leave whenever But I’ve got to wait for light
3.
The Fourth 03:36
The night we saw Grandpa curled up on the floor with a blanket and a six pack begging us for more the heat made us happy the beer kept us cool We knew our heads were empty but our mouths were always full I forgot how to fall asleep And I've been half awake for a week we stared at the sky and at the wonder of each other, how we’ve grown since july and how we’re growing even after we staggered and swayed with no rush then laughed ‘til our faces were flushed you said it’d be light soon so we sang goodnight to the moon The wasted nights of lipstick we forgot I’ve been looking for a heaven that’s hot Hard to think we might make it to an age when we’ll need a blanket in the summer to sleep on the floor. In a year we'll be too old to laugh At the stupid mistakes of our past I am so sick of my fear of falling, I can hear more mistakes, they are calling
4.
i was probably smiling while we fought about which stars were dying old light our only hint of that violent blinding final moment what a way to go what a way to go what a way to go dropped a bottle off the edge and we watched it fall down 14 floors instead echoes shattered in our ears and we knew we couldn’t wait for 8 whole years (still) what a way to go what a way to go what a way to go will you know when it’s your time to go would you leave without a fight if there’s still some time for us to grow you could stay with me tonight what a way to go, what a way to go what a way to go, what a way to go

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Written and recorded the summer of 2013, this EP is the result of 9 months of cancer treatment and a lifetime of self-pity.

All vocals, instrumentation, recording, and mixing done by Melissa DiNicola in the bathroom of her apartment.

Any proceeds will be donated to the American Cancer Society.

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released October 9, 2013

photo by Anna Lynch, artwork by Kelsey Lynch

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Melissa DiNicola New York, New York

21 years old, NYC, singer-songwriter, cancer survivor.

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