Neighbors, Vol. 1

Released April 12, 2016

“Neighbors, Vol. 1” is a cul-de-sac of Sleeping At Last singles that were written and/or recorded for Film, TV and Commercials. Available only in physical formats (CD, Vinyl)

Produced by Sleeping At Last.

Mixed by John Goodmanson & Sleeping At Last

Select a song below to read the lyrics

1. I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) (2015 Version)

When I wake up, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you.
And when I go out, yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you.

And when I come home, yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's coming home to you.
And when I'm dreamin', well I know I'm gonna dream
I'm gonna dream about the time when I'm with you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I'm workin', yeah I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's workin' hard for you.
And when the money comes in for the work I do
I'll pass along every cent of it to you.

And when I'm lonely, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you.
And if I grow old, well I know I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you.

But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door
But I would walk 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles
To fall down at your door

When I wake up, well I hope I'm gonna be
I'm gonna be the man who's waking up to you.
And when I'm dreamin', well I know I'm gonna dream
I'm gonna dream about the time I had with you.


2. I'll Keep You Safe (UK Version)

i’ll keep you safe.
try hard to concentrate.
hold out your hand,
can you feel the weight of it?
the whole world at your fingertips-

don’t be, don’t be afraid.
our mistakes, they were bound to be made.
but i promise you i’ll keep you safe.

you’ll be an architect,
so pull up your sleeves
and build a new silhouette
in the skylines up ahead.

don’t be, don’t be afraid.
our mistakes, they were bound to be made.
but i promise you i’ll keep you safe.
i’ll keep you safe.

your darkness will be rewritten
into a work of fiction, you’ll see.
as you pull on every ribbon
you’ll find every secret it keeps.

your darkness will be rewritten
into a work of fiction, you’ll see.
as you pull on every ribbon
you’ll find every secret it keeps.

the sound of the branches
breaking under your feet,
the smell of the falling
and burning of leaves,
the bitterness of winter
or the sweetness of spring,
you are an artist
but your heart is your masterpiece.

and i’ll keep it safe.

dismiss the invisible
by giving it shape,
like a clockmaker fixes time
by keeping the gears in line.

don’t be, no don’t be afraid.
God knows, our mistakes will be made.
but i promise you i’ll keep you safe.

as you build up your collection
of pearls that you pulled from the deep,
a landscape more beautiful
than anything that i’ve ever seen.

the sound of the branches
breaking under your feet,
the smell of the falling
and burning of leaves,
the bitterness of winter
or the sweetness of spring,
you are an artist,
but your heart is your masterpiece.

and i’ll keep it safe.


3. Neighbors


4. We're Still Here

all of a sudden,
you changed my mind.
pulled back the curtains
a little at a time.

you were on a frequency,
the perfect opposite of me
though i never needed any proof
to trust the heart that beats inside of you.

only one thing really matters:
we’re still here. we’re still here.
against all odds, we’re still here. still here.

there is color deep within your eyes,
a history that only you and i could write.
there is pigment in your memory,
the origins of our family tree.
though i never needed any proof
to know the heart that beats inside of you.

only one thing really matters:
we’re still here. we’re still here.

through the static,
through the ashes
we were brave.
through the perils
of endless narrow escapes,
we’re still here. we’re still here.


5. Masquerade

there’s a full moon
hanging over us tonight.
the city, now restless
underneath disguise.
fake blood and fangs,
feathers and paper wings,
in this masquerade
we could be anything -

but all i want to be
is whatever you want me to be this halloween.
all i want to be is whoever you want me to be this halloween.

i’ll be your knight in shining (fake) armor.
or maybe you prefer
something a bit more sinister?
a mask and a cape,
with a vampire’s taste for blood;
i could be the ghost
that haunts only to win your love…

‘cause all i want to be is whoever you want me to be
this halloween.
all i want to be is whoever you need me to be
this halloween.
‘cause everything you are is better than make-believe.
this halloween
all i want to be is everything you want me to be
this halloween.

there’s a full moon
hanging over us tonight.
the city lies helpless
underneath its light,
this halloween.


6. Sun (Instrumental)


7. Countdowns

“i am happy, i am thankful and i am proud”
said with a smile for the cameras at the countdown.
but if i’m honest, i am seconds from breaking down.
as you orbit, gravity throws me to the ground.

but i’ll be starry eyed,
i’ll be starry eyed,
i’ll be starry eyed for you.

i brush the dust off, gain composure for another round.
when did my life become a series of countdowns?
i curse the heavens for pulling you away from me.
at the same time, i pray that you’ll find everything you seek.

and i’ll be starry eyed,
i’ll be starry eyed,
i’ll be starry eyed for you.
i’ll be starry eyed for you.

the whole world stares up in wonder at the night sky.
oh what a marvel to see our dreams so realized.
but all these bright lights run together after a while
and our blaze of glory turns ordinary over night.
our blaze of glory turns ordinary over night.

but i’ll be starry eyed,
i’ll be starry eyed,
i’ll be starry eyed for you.
i’ll be starry eyed for you.

“i am happy, i am thankful and i am proud”
said with a smile for the cameras at the countdown.
but all these bright lights run together after a while
and our blaze of glory turns ordinary over night.


8. Clockwork (Piano Version)

There is glass between our touch,
phantom limbs of former love...
and the truth is that I am so terrified

that the callous is deeper
than the surface of our skin.
and it takes us twice as long,
it takes us twice as long to heal.

we'll lift up the ground to see
the system of roots beneath.
gears turn, endlessly,
to bring the world back to life
like clockwork, when it dies.

the cadence of beating hearts,
the click of its moving parts
grows louder and louder
from this restless earth...

future gardens wait patiently below
and somehow we smell them blossom
through the snow.

still unsatisfied,
we chase what we're denied.
as generations wait,
we can't resist the taste of possibility.
gears turn, endlessly,
to bring us back to life again.
like clockwork, we begin.


9. February White


10. Turning Page

i’ve waited a hundred years.
but i’d wait a million more for you.
nothing prepared me for
what the privilege of being yours would do.

if i had only felt the warmth within your touch,
if i had only seen how you smile when you blush,
or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough,
i would have known what i was living for all along.
what i’ve been living for.

your love is my turning page,
where only the sweetest words remain.
every kiss is a cursive line,
every touch is a redefining phrase.

i surrender who i’ve been for who you are,
for nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart.
if i had only felt how it feels to be yours,
well, i would have known what I’ve been living for all along.
what i’ve been living for.

though we’re tethered to the story we must tell,
when i saw you, well, i knew we’d tell it well.
with a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas.
like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.


11. Turning Page (Instrumental)


12. Turning Page (Live)

i’ve waited a hundred years.
but i’d wait a million more for you.
nothing prepared me for
what the privilege of being yours would do.

if i had only felt the warmth within your touch,
if i had only seen how you smile when you blush,
or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough,
i would have known what i was living for all along.
what i’ve been living for.

your love is my turning page,
where only the sweetest words remain.
every kiss is a cursive line,
every touch is a redefining phrase.

i surrender who i’ve been for who you are,
for nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart.
if i had only felt how it feels to be yours,
well, i would have known what I’ve been living for all along.
what i’ve been living for.

though we’re tethered to the story we must tell,
when i saw you, well, i knew we’d tell it well.
with a whisper, we will tame the vicious seas.
like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees.