A Composite of Straight Lines

by Vivek Shraya

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A bright and spacious wash of organs, acoustic guitars, and tambourines, with guest vocals on “The Alphabet” by Tegan Quin of Tegan and Sara.

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released September 20, 2005

Written by Vivek Shraya.
Produced & performed by Vivek Shraya & Greg Johnston.
Mastered by Chris Sturwold.
Additional vocals on Track 2 by Tegan Quin.
Photography by Joanne Klimaszewski.

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Track Name: Logic Vs.
Wore my knees, beliefs
Deep enough to free
The bone and the fact I found there

Spun and spun the circles,
And stretched and stretched the cycles
Wide enough to pin them into squares

And the logic is steady
And the logic is heavy
And best of all the logic is fair--

But if I'm not a believer
Then what is pushing me forward door to door to door?
And if I'm not a believer
Then what am I holding out for?

Took a chance and bet it
Along with luck and fate
Guess they were not destined to be mine

Seek it out, relentless
No second guesses
My love is a straight line

And color never looked this bright
Never looked this alive
Never was as honest as this black and white--

But if I'm not a believer
Then what is pushing me forward door to door to door?
And if I'm not a believer
Then what am I holding out for?

Right to the edge I go
Right to the edge I hold
Right to the edge I go
Right to the edge I hold

So if I'm not a believer
Then what is pushing me forward door to door to door?
And if I'm not a believer
Then what am I holding out for?

Right to the edge I go
Right to the edge I hold
Track Name: The Alphabet
I am a ruin of loose ends
Knots tied, abandoned in the dusk
26 letters in the alphabet
I write letters but all the lines are dead

Don't be less
We could be something bigger

I own a mountain of disappearances
Sentenced to a sentence that's senseless
How much attention does no attention warrant?
I write letters but no one writes back

Don't be less
We could be something bigger
Than anything I could spell
I always wanted the things you couldn't tell

I am a hard lover
Maybe I have never
Loved anyone but apparitions

Don't be less
Track Name: Heat
There's a sunrise in my stomach
48 hours of night and day and mood
A solar system of good intentions
Can't help me to live within my limitations

What am I?

Every line around your eyes, I've memorized
Every line and every space in you I'll grow my seed
Every line on my palm is a promise
To hunt you and consume you with all my heat

And just you try
Just you try to fool yourself that the warmth you feel is not about me
Just you try

There's a sun setting in my stomach
48 hours of wet and sweat and mood
A solar system of good intentions
Can't help me to know what I am to you

What am I?
Track Name: Document pt. II
I count the years ahead backwards
I discount the decade behind as borrowed
I figure, I'll figure the rest, as and when
But I document this day, just the same

I count our years ahead with vigilance
Will we be merry, will you be crying?
We figure we'll figure it out as and when
But I document our days, just the same

And we won't let the sun blind us
As the days get longer
So will these pages
And we won't read or reminisce
Long for or miss
When we are all the ages

I count the years ahead in my head
But I don't count them as numbers or fragments
It figures that it figures itself out in the end
But these documents, they keep us
These documents, they keep us
These documents, they keep us present
Track Name: War
There was a war
Now there are bones
As they sit, do they reminisce of the flesh
That hid their form?
That held them warm
As they lay down and wait anyday now to be eroded away?

And what will be missed
Is when our bodies kissed
Our bones learnt something new about their own shape

They say it's just life
They say it's just death
Just say I'm not just

There was a land
And it had
No color or hue to what we went through
And where we would go
Just an army of hope
Before there was light
There was desire to make something whole

And what will we do
When another moon
Has shone and gone and we're still fighting?

They say it's just time
They say it's just sex
Just say I'm not just

There were five minutes
When the armour was lifted
And we saw each other for the first time

They say it's just love
They say it's just money
Just say I'm not just
Track Name: (I Could) Lean
I know there is a will in me
It runs right up my core
Right from my feet

It runs me out into the streets and in those I meet--it's not there
And with the planet prone to tilting,
The buck prone to passing
It's not clear
It's not clear

How could this mean
That I could lean
Without worrying about the weight?

I know there is a will in we
It runs as a current of electricity
It runs these lamps, the bread we eat and through our sheets--
It's there
It's there

Could this mean
That I could lean
Without worrying about the weight?
Could this mean
That I could--

Leaning towers seldom reach the clouds
And towers built on ideals seldom touch the ground
So we spread it out
And somehow balance is found

Could this mean
That I could lean
Without worrying about the weight?