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There Is No Place Left For Me Here

by Rebuild/Repair

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1.
Rura Penthe 01:38
The winter cold cuts to the bone, the nights are long the years are slow The ring road forms a snare, a prison of complacency, a home No matter where you go, you'll find it's fingers pulling at your bones No matter where you go, it forms a part of you you can't let go The years will grind away resolve, they are relentless, until one day you will awake and find it's all you've ever known This place you can't escape This place will never feel like home
2.
High Level 01:14
Clock wakes us New day We're walking different ways Off to your waking dream world I'm walking high above the river Cold wind won't comfort me I think today might be the day I dream of jumping in But every time I walk away Cold waters call to me Resigned, and yet I waver No one will ever come for me Glass breaks, memories like knives Our hearts are bleeding out I'll drag you down with me Give me control and we will both drown No one will come for me No one will come for me I'm drowning, standing here Each futile gasping effort Our home, a mausoleum My dreams interred in here Each day I face my failures And each day I sink a little further
3.
Greybeard 03:03
A breath before the weight gives way Joints would falter from years of mistakes Days were traded for debts, unpaid Modest triumph recedes to grey Another decade or the grave? Another poison pill to take with each day Lungs of smoke would scream and strain A shaking cadence of scoff and disdain Losing sleep to a thousand aches And anxious dreams of familiar mistakes Another decade or the grave? Another medicine to calm and placate
4.
I can't speak I can't hear a fucking thing When no light would reach my eyes I would not betray my pride
5.
Riverboats 07:01
When I waver in resolve When you find me down and out Pull my hand in let me know Where my heart is where I'm home Oh My hands are cold And my breath is short Down by the water's edge I know I'll find Hope Shelter from the cold A place to hide the bones Of all the things I'd rather leave behind But I can't Underneath the highest bridge Sleeping by the riverbed No one noticed as we'd go From birth on through our final home Queens and proles will travel by As Buildings tower over riverside Time escaping tired hands Sleeping in the promised land
6.
7.
My head's not where I live but it's where I spend all my time I can't make any sense of the places much beyond it One day this solitary state will crumble And I'll walk along the paths to face the bridges that I burned You'd hold my heart with broken hands With every beat the fractures grow And when it's over I would leave you with your pain I push my own rock up that hill I cannot carry your weight too But I promise when I reach the top, I'll look behind me It's not my place to say But what more did you expect from someone in this state There is no going home for me Unwelcome in my bed What can you say to those who know you're better off dead I can't be more than what I am No matter what I know by now All my excuses wearing thin I make the same mistakes again I push my own rock up that hill I cannot carry your weight too But I promise when I reach the top, I'll look behind me
8.
Look to the sky where the mountains connect with the horizon in the west Our boundary, complacent, impassive, demeaning Our world only two hundred miles Every paycheque feeds the wolves Every snowfall sends pain through the bones At night we retreat to impossible dreams And each day we live the resentment Grey skies and a season of retreat Lost in desperation In the dusk, when the warmth of the day starts to fade When the needle scrapes by the bone to bond with the blood The light burns from behind the sky Every paycheque feeds the wolves Every windfall brings burdens anew At night we retreat to impossible dreams And each day the trials are relentless
9.
Ten years go by Paid my way toward tears and vice Stagnant, atrophied, and lost in time Years have not been kind Every day I fall behind Cowering before ambition denied Days pass me by but I'm stuck here in the mire Disappear in the void There must be more than lament for the years that slipped away from my hands Days burn away but I can't escape from the fire Thunder and bile My expression holds through wasted time Underneath the skin brittle bones enact their fines Resignation Bills get paid on borrowed time Desperation No other recourse Time keeps on moving but my pulse is slowing down I can't keep digging my own grave
10.
When he washed his hands Cleaned away the youth and danger Other promises Disappeared in the dirty mirror "What could I keep with me When each step left a fracture in concrete?" When he shrugged off the weight of defeat He finally felt the rhythm Only piece of advice Never ask for the same forgiveness When he closed his hands Bones cracked and the tendons felt like sand Voice broke when his breath was cold But each word was like a brick when it would land "What could I keep with me When everything I owned brought a painful memory?" When he let go of the ghosts of defeat He finally felt the rhythm
11.
Lifetimes building towards frail moment Looking backwards, lost inside memories of days gone by And I It seems so long between youth and inhumation, but we'll never get the chance to relive those halcyon days or change the place we land These prisons, built of our nostalgia These walls hold our regrets Through the doors we face a future and a place we can't connect with So set within our ways, the sands of time slip through our hands Never spoken Never left behind I feel it at my back dragging through the dirt The anchor of my guilt will drag me down in time Before you know A breath escapes A single moment stretches out Fingers tearing through the skin A sound is trapped inside the mouth Points of light give way Their form reveals, then fades to grey The seconds shift The meaning slips away

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released September 28, 2018

Randall - vocals and guitar
Jason - bass
Kelly - drums

Additional vocals by Elliott ( deadpets.bandcamp.com ), Phil ( store.zerocoolband.com ), and Blake ( anatomycats.bandcamp.com )

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Rebuild/Repair Edmonton, Alberta

2011-22. Nothing of value was lost.

There is nothing to look forward to, nothing to be proud of, and no reason to exist.

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