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City Lights
02:51
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I got inspired for the lyrics by walking though town yesterday and seeing one of the council people on a crane taking Christmas lights down from the street. I have never seen that before here since I always just stay for the holidays with my parents. Thought it was an apt metaphor for my situation lol.
They are taking them down
Christmas lights in a basket now
Over and out
I shouldn't be here anymore
I wasn't meant to see it come down
And fall to the ground
Return tickets don't work now
Nothing left to book now
Nothing's gone to plan
Nothing ever seems to
It eclipse me and you
Ramblings on a page
Walk through a quiet town
Closed for now
Return tickets don't work now
Nothing left to book now
I can hear the talking and
I see the writing
I can feel it all closing in now
We pack away the tree
For another year gone now
Over and out
A quick family stay
Small simple get away
Not to remain
Return tickets don't work now
Nothing left to book now
I can hear the talking and
I see the writing
I can feel it all closing in now
I can hear the talking and
I see the writing
I can feel it all closing in now
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2. |
Hark Memory
04:14
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Ok so these last two days I have been struggling to write anything. I would start with a melody and then I would abandon it because I didn't like it. So today I was like fuck it, I got a melody and started writing words and well let's just say this is the result.
I want to trap you in a box laugh out loud and strike home with us lash out problems under my whip reading lights under your solid teeth travel spins pen write over me venture capitalist all in the seams sip wine with one truly ugly queen dancing monks all in the festive trees feeling down and out and lips crash limit problems up to coffee wonder glow-sticks come right out of me Spain bath and folds up lemon tree don't stop and fantasise what you see with eyes hold back hark memory keeping my folds with Hank's son William here and not there spitting one with summer stairs black to my hair under coin flips summer fog is there lick the test under your ugly skin Rich forget the state that I'm in fold folds slip and sold under covers long and told nothing for your peasant scheme come along to a quiet ugly sea warp bull hand horns and whip and teeth destroy colour with my feeling chip bleed out under a bloody siege rectify mother deems nothing but me man don't bother it with all your peas and afternoon crumbs and attention bums nothing words slip forget for me summer demons hide phone book lies I keep lies under construct to my scenes zap summer so up right in me hell mouth foreign ugly to my trees hank up hak hick and oversea bird dies and flies up willow tree yellow breathes all in me
Yellow breathes all in me
Yellow breathes all in me
Yellow breathes all in me
Yellow breathes all in me
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3. |
Every Time I Never Know
03:04
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This one feels a bit by the numbers. I guess I have been feeling like that these past few days, but I think I am right now prioritising getting things done more than worrying about if it's any good or not. I always find that if I stick to it for a while then at some point something good does come up. This one in particular was slightly inspired by old relationships, the ones that involved a lot of waiting around.
When I call you I don't know
If you've gonna pick up at all
I keep phone by my side
In case the time is right
I was used to the sound then
I'm used to quiet now
Trace back with a finger
Read our messages out loud
Every time I see you go
Every time I never know
Every time I come and go now
Every time I see you go
Every time I never know
Every time I come and go now
Sometimes when I wake up
The daze hides both of us
Then it all comes right back
Like a ten ton truck
I was used to your perfume
It reminds me of you
And as it hits me by
In the most inopportune time
Every time I see you go
Every time I never know
Every time I come and go now
Every time I see you go
Every time I never know
Every time I come and go now
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4. |
High Time Loss Time
02:05
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So I haven’t been able to write much recently. I’ve just been a bit all over the place I guess. This was just me kinda forcing myself to write something so that I can try to get back into the swing of things.
Keep up let go
It’s all an unknown
High time hold time
Can I even keep up
Ahead behind
You’re running all the way
Past time loss time
It’s already 365
Got to keep on marching
Without missing a beat
Got to keep on shouting
With no one here
Got to keep on calling
Everyday
Got to keep on biting
Away - for now
But I just want to hide
Hide hide hide all night
Screen time our time
Keep on crawling away
Forget it let it
Sink deep
Got to keep on holding
Without letting go
Got keep alive here
All alone
Got keep calm
Without being seen
Go to keep up
With the extremes - for now
But I just want to hide
Hide hide hide all night
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5. |
Night Out With The Boys
02:09
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I started writing this song during my daily walk into town. I think it's the first one in a while that isn't a straight downer. It's also the first song in a while that I wrote on the guitar. I think this one will fleshed out a bit more as a full band thing. I need to fix the 2nd verse a bit but I think it's almost there.
Night out with the boys
Let's get fucking trashed
Out there on the lash and
Just keep on going
Dang oh the lucky lads
They fill you up with crabs
And don't wash their bedsheets
Now you say girls and boys
Just can't be friends
But there's a difference
They just can't stand to talk
You sober
You're not even worth it
You're not even worth it
You're not even worth it
You're not even worth it darling
Night out with the boys
Those fragile little toys
With all the level head to
Punch straight through a wall and
Dang all the lucky lads
Don't blame it on the slags
Who don't want to touch you now
You say girls a sluts for not
Sleeping with you
Let explain it in different terms
So you can understand
A sale is a purchase
A sale is a purchase
A sale is a purchase
A sale is a purchase darling
Night out with boys
What a fucking sham
I wish they wouldn't be so scared
To be unprepared
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Old Navy 2004
01:23
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A song about a shirt that my dad bought for me in 2004 from Old Navy in Puerto Rico and about the state of the world right now.
Edit: I just thought about this 5 minutes after uploading the song. If someone would have told me in 2004 (at the ripe old age of 13) after giving me this random tshirt that I would write a song about it 17 years later my mind would have been fucking blown.
Old Navy 2004
I reach deep in my cupboard to see it once more
I had that t-shirt for the longest time
Longer than my dearest friends of mine
It's January but I don't care
I keep wearing Christmas jumpers anywhere
No one around to tell me no
Not even to comment on my clothes
Yeah the days repeat again and again
But they've never been this way
Yeah the days repeat again and again
But they've never been this way
Old Navy 2004
You're a warmer comfort than before
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7. |
Screentime
01:56
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I wrote this one actually at some point in December or November but then I forgot about it. I kept playing the guitar part though because it's kinda fun. Anyway today I just added the last verse and finished it up. I must say though that right now I spend way less time on my phone lol than when I initially wrote this.
Glowing in my face here in the dark
My hand is cold I should pull it back
It comes and goes with the times
Doom scrolling late at night
I should move the cable further away
I've tried a few times but I can't let it stay
I should buy an alarm for my shelf
And keep my thoughts to myself
They say that it's not very healthy
No shit Sherlock just look at me
My screentime is getting worse
But there is not much to do when you can't go outside
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8. |
In My Dreams
03:20
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I like the chords of this one but I kinda got stuck with everything else. It got to a frustrating point where I just put anything that stuck to the wall and just let it be. I think I will come back to it in time and if I like it then I will actually do something proper with the lyrics and fix the structure.
Your all I need
When I bleed
I try to patch up everyday
Your all I dream
Before I sleep
As I turn the lights out now
When your lying by my side
And we're warm
Your all I shiver
In the night
I keep forget now
When your holding me tight
And were warm
Feel the truth with me
Feel the blood in me
Never lose that feeling
Let it shine
Never lose yourself
Let you shine
Your all I find
In the dark
It keeps me going on
And when your near to me
And we're warm
Feel the truth with me
Feel the blood in me
Never lose that feeling
Let it shine
Never lose yourself
Let you shine
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9. |
The Same Patterns
02:29
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Today I was a bit stuck and wasn't getting anywhere and so in an attempt to find something to latch on to I looked at my phone audio notes. Fortunately there was this thing I sang into it a few days ago that I completely forgot about and it was the melody and the first line of this song. I was like "ah ok this could work maybe" and this is the result. Initially it started out being really depressing but as I was writing the last verse I figured that actually its more about the duality of patterns and routine. How they can be both harmful and life saving.
Whispering to myself with nobody else
Trying to keep it all collected
When the birds sing outside
Whispering in my throat just to croak and choke
The alarm seems so faith
In the corner of the room
I crawl out late anyway
I leave the heat and swear away
I start to fall into be
The same patterns I don't need
I start to fall into be
The same patterns that aren't me
Whispering to the mirror wiping off the heat
It's hard everyday
But you gotta keep doing it
Whispering to breath to let you know you hear me
You say my name
That makes all the change
I crawl out to stranger days
I leave the heat and swear away
I start to fall into be
The same patterns that help me
I start to fall into be
The same patterns that are me
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