James Joshua Li - KZ Earthquake Tremor lyrics

[Verse 1] May 2015 Woke up thinking that I was trembling But then I saw the mirrors and pictures on the wall were shaking On the bus I saw two middle-aged guys hit on a high school girl And I left in a kind of rage that I didn't do more If our stalkers met each other, would they fall in love? It'll always be these warm humid nights I'll remember When the sun sets at nine and the kids smoke on their porches Faces lit up orange and blue with their cigs and phones Last month the plumbing got broken so I went to Yesterdog to pee Slept on Katie's sofa, cos the house was full of dirt for a week There're rats crawling in the basement, now there's sh** floating there as well But rent's real cheap and I'll still be living here in the fall Spent three days in the Rat House, sleeping til the afternoon Only went out to see CARE play their release show at the Powder Room Hit my head hard on the counter when I thought I heard your voice Maybe I'll see you at Barnes and Noble, maybe at Family Fare In the frozen foods section suddenly find myself gasping for air Your Tweets still cause me anxiety, there're no safe spaces in these streets If I could open my mind to the world like film to camera lens I'd open it up and let everything pour in My great-grandfather died in a darkroom So I mail my film to a lab on the West Coast It's May 2015, and all the tremors are my own There's no witness to my life and I'm not in love Sometimes I see two divergent paths, but usually I see none [Verse 2] Isabelle, died in her mother's car, in the morning Her father drove down these country roads, looking for her The longest night of his entire life, I wish it ended differently In the morning you were cherry red and golden In the morning you were eternally eighteen I gave your father a painting of a koi fish He ran downstairs and they cried in the pantry [Verse 3] Senior year of high school I took a trip to Cambodia On the bus from Phnom Pehn, Gerri put their head on my shoulder And I was devoted from the start: we listened to my iPod in the dark On the k**ing Fields I rubbed the ground with my shoe, And underneath the dirt I found a child's tooth At Siem Reap an old American played cla**ic rock covers at the bar To an audience of one: he was the happiest guy I'd ever seen