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Beneath the Surface

by Hawker Roam

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1.
A rope around my neck A sharp and fickle thing Though in its young beginnings Was just a simple string I could have cut it so easy But back then I did not mind I feel my air now is straining And I don’t know how I’m gonna get by I just don’t know how i’m gonna get by No I don’t know how I’m gonna get by I just don’t know how i’m gonna survive
2.
The river’s dry so let's so swimming Splashing puddles on our legs and on our feet The sun’s come up the trees they wither So let’s burn them to the ground while we still can Beat the drum and dance for rain Pound your feet upon the dirt and yell your praise Turn the page, then tear it clean And throw it in the drought tonight at dawn The beasts are singing praises to the vessels And we shoot them with those pointed things we’ve made Don’t worry little ones we don’t abuse them We just throw what we don’t use back in the bay Orions belt it shines above us Holding up his skinny frame as we The Milky Way it mocks this place So we prepare for war and for Rage Head dressed and daggered Fattest in the front will guard the herd On this night, we fight to live or die To satisfy our greed for blood and lucre The beasts are singing praises to the vessels And we shoot them with those pointed things we’ve made Don’t worry little ones we don’t abuse them We just throw what we don’t use back in the bay The trail of bones Agitates my feat Our ancestral road the oasis, we never once have found My mind grows weak, my body still But Mother Earth with me Weeps silently
3.
It’s the flicker of the television It’s darkness in the halls It’s the bottles on the floor, smashed and broken It’s the twenty missed phone calls It’s the letter she’d just written It’s the bullet in the gun It’s the will to live, no longer in her And it’s the end of what’s to come They got the call on Tuesday Said there’d been a body found And like the ending of a screenplay In a dark room in her wedding gown Weren’t many at the service Just the families of the two Dressed in black and veiled faces They looked on as loved ones do And down she goes… He found he written letter Said she couldn’t live no more Without her friend, lover her soldier Who just died a hero in the war Well there’d been a misunderstanding And he’s just made his way back home He wanted to surprise her with some roses But now like him they wilt alone They got the call on Monday Said there’d been a body found And like the ending of a screenplay Another soldier Heaven bound Found grasping a wrinkled paper Said he’d fallen in the war They found him lying on the same couch They found his lover the week before And down he goes… It’s the flicker of the television The darkness in the room It’s the dead and wilted flowers, in an empty vase That sets the scene a cues the tune
4.
A civil war of two different factions Split at the seams, by belligerent actions Commander-in-chief At the head of the table Emphatically speaks Of legends & Fables There’s a cancer reeking havoc And the cure’s long past over due A grand divorce A people divided Torn from the arms Of a country united Commander-in-chief At the end of the table A land he’s bequeathed Of legends & Fables There’s a call for retribution Well my friends it’s up to you A simple war Of two different cultures Watched from above By political vultures Commander-in-chief So steady and stable As now it begins His legends & Fables There’s a cancer reeking havoc And the cure’s long past over due A fracturing force A cry from the people Flea from their homes Towards crosses and steeples Commander-in-chief So ready and able To free all who believes In his legends & fables
5.
We landed at Betio, Tarawa atoll In the Fighting Second, but the third wave in on our Higgins Boat The coxswain was a coward, and wouldn’t let us in Till his forehead met the pistol of Bulldog Harrington I soon found myself beside a pier, bullets blazing by Bodies of my brothers, floating the tide Wounded taking shelter beneath the pilings underneath As I watched the Corpsman and the doctor, give the men relief And all too familiar, but once not at all Overwhelmed by the odor of a realized befall Decay on the beach front, a gross mockery Of lives lived and died so you and I and others can be free A mortar shell that landed, between me and another man Upon this pier it took his life without the comfort of Gods hand I saw a banty rooster cluck as though, just another day I guess you have to lose a life or limb, to earn a soldiers pay My dungaree discarded to do a Quartermasters job White shirt shining in the moonlit night, but saved by the grace of God Snipers shooting at me from Amtraks broken on the sand As I directed the unloading of new supplies and nervous men And all too familiar, but once not at all Overwhelmed by the odor of a realized befall Decay on the beach front, a gross mockery Of lives lived and died so you and I and others can be free I towards the sound of the bugle playing To The Color As I watched them raise Ol’ Glory I saluted to my fallen brothers I couldn’t help but think of home, and all the loved ones left behind And all the gravestones on those grassy fields, where courage never dies And all too familiar, but once not at all Overwhelmed by the odor of a realized befall Decay on the beach front, a gross mockery Of lives lived and died so you and I and others can be free
6.
You opened the wrong door by now its the right one You’ve never been to war but you’d like to fight one some day, one day You’ve got a problem you just can’t figure Make a big stink and you’re a hero, for your brave deeds Grab a blanket wrap it tightly around you God forbid you feel a bit uncomfortable in your skin Paint a picture of all your sorrows, play a victim to the Kakistocracy You’ll be free, You’ll be free
7.
I kicked against the pricks I was poisoned by degree Am I helpless for any inner peace of mind It’s hard to find Oh Father Oh Father Oh Father Oh Father Please rescue me
8.
The Beggar 06:33
I climbed the highest mountain to be free But the wind and the rain and the clouds came down on me I walked the lowest valley so I could see But sun and the moon and the star starred mockingly Oh Father, i’m on my knees Oh Father, please rescue me I saw the city lights from a far And all the noise and the smog and the guns, were taken all I watched the ocean tide, rise and fall And all the boats and vessels in anchor, were taken all Oh Father, can you hear my plea Oh Father Father Father, please rescue me Oh Father, can you hear my plea Oh Father, Father Father, please rescue me
9.
I’ve wandered through the baron drought of this no mans desert land Between the borders of these towering dunes, I’ve built my kingdom in the sand Buzzards circle overhead, now my feathered flying friends They have followed me for miles, as I’ve tried to make amends I stumble in the burning heat of the ever present sun Through the valleys of forsaken lands, my blistered feet succumb Now I crawl upon my knees, my hand pulling me along And my begins to drift to a lonely desert song And i’m the man behind the mask I’m the final drop, at the bottom of the flask And Im the man behind the mask Fading fast There’s a river flowing through my head, but I cannot find the source There’s pain erupting deep inside, and it’s taking me off course I see off in the distance, an oasis full of dreams But I’ve wandered through this wasted land and followed different streams And i’m the man behind the mask I’m the final drop, at the bottom of the flask And Im the man behind the mask Fading fast The mirage it seems much closer, than it ever has before But by instinct with an outstretched hand, I slowly close the door The facade is growing thicker, and now even I believe There’s a highway in the desert, and I have been deceived And i’m the man behind the mask I’m the final drop, at the bottom of the flask And Im the man behind the mask Fading fast And I’m the man behind the mask
10.
The Wanderer 04:49
Despite all my warnings, I took to the currents and streams To float what was left of my childhood memories and dreams There’s no sign of rain, but the storm clouds they hang over head They mock with their grumbles and tell me I soon will be dead Yet I wander, I wander still To find the elusion of things that I know to be real The waters don’t flow like they used to, that’s for sure It happened so slowly like sunlight through a crack in the door Stuck in the middle, a canyon of shoreline surrounds Upon this empty riverbed, I walk upon this muddy ground Yet I wander, I wander still To find the elusion of things that I know to be real Yes I wander, I wander free Cause despite what they say, I must be the man that i’ll be This journey has taken its toll And just shadows remain of the man that I used to know But I wander, I wonder still With a hope that one day what I find, is what’s truly real
11.
We saw the dust cloud rising in the far off desert plains And we knew this was the end The telltale signs were present but we chose not to believe Our betrayals from the hands of a friends Their shadows of derision were cast upon the ground As we looked them in the eyes A masquerade of color on a medium of skin To convolute their lies We roll our dice of reason our antithesis of rage But to them it’s all a game We’re refugees if nothing else, in our father land And they told us we’re the only ones to blame Entrenched in our belief that we’ve done nothing wrong We continue preparations for a fight But still the thought it lingers in the forefront of my mind That maybe our enemies are right
12.
And my eyes, they hurt to stay open And my mind, so deprived In the darkness, so carefully wandering But I still cannot find it anymore My voice, I feel it slowly fading Deeper, deeper still But glimpses, they come up to the surface And there’s hope, that one day, I will It eludes me, like a lover It abuses, constantly It tugs at my heart strings and I hate it But in the end, it comforts me, it comforts me Fighting for the finish Self doubt upon my heels It’s the finish, not perfection It’s the finish, not perfection here

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released April 6, 2018

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Hawker Roam Salt Lake City, Utah

Hawker Roam is a Progressive Rock band from Salt Lake City, mixing elements of 70's Psychedelic Rock, with hard rock riffs, and Post-Rock influences.

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