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hear me out
04:22
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why dya make me wait so long? i grew so cold. and still you say that it hasn't changed? i pissed off everyone when i left. as we walk into the picture we're walking in with clarity; as i recreate the image you go 'take note, i'm wiser than you are, i move in a better way'
all that you said i left havens in my head, i knew there's no last, i let my gaze...
i drive the more i get hung up: i can prove you i know. i wasn't under my skin- i was outside looking in; i glazed and i didn't say a thing. it's a comma in my thinking i don't represent with clarity, so i mention myself again and again.
beats me..
i left... where can we go?
all that you said i left havens in my head, i knew there's no last, i let my gaze...
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lampside
06:05
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lampside: it's the worst time, please don't phone-call. blue is where i walk along, thinking about the people i don't see anymore, when they say 'she doesn't mind, she's got all she wants' they say she..
run and hide, comes up at lampside. in motion are the parallels and the shift.
come quiet. say you're just as you were. caught in the middle and keeping up, i move with the keeper's 'past is past', i stir with the future now and it pains me that i can't.. and it moves me that i can't move..
run and hide, comes up at lampside. in motion are the parallels and the shift.
the love you're given
can i want you? can i..can i?
..called me up again last night..
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cold
03:51
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caught me inside the river with my head on the floor of a rock. and i'm cold, and i'm cold, and i'm cold again. i need to thaw out- i've got hearts in my pockets falling out, i've got reasons in my mouth that don't come out, i've got fathers and mothers everywhere! who could love me better.. who could love me better?
beats me why i have to say go again. the call flows right down my spine and is left behind.
(can we.. can we talk about the other day?) head down on the mirror trying to look inside my own eyes- my iris blows, my pupils close. you see i'm cold i'm cold and i'm cold, again.
beats me why i have to say go again. the call flows right down my spine and is left behind.
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