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10 Years / Spent
02:59
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10 years well spent in new loves and never meants
An exercise in "...a heart that works" will surely mend
I won't miss this because this isn't anything but
BEWARE: Cornered boys with low self-esteem
I've been thinking of you lately
There are routines we broke
I could never be anything
We never thought up big dreams or taller pines
Sure, there were words spoken
But we could never be anything
Let's burn this whole thing down to nothing
Flicking lit matches
Watching them burn out
In the beginning of an ending for us
There are routines we broke
I could never be anything
We never thought up big dreams or taller pines
Sure, there were words spoken
But we could never be anything
Let's burn this whole thing down to nothing
I don't want to leave anything that can be retrieved
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2. |
Passerine
03:57
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Caught you talking on the telephone
In hushed tones
Were you expecting to be home alone?
You keep the curtains closed
You kept the lights down low
If it means anything
Don’t confine it to a feeling
The birds have started singing in the morning
The sun is burning
And I’m concerned / convinced I’ve lost my reflection
I can’t go outside
In the daylight
We fall apart whilst repeating to ourselves we’ll be better next time (everything is fine)
Confronted you in the bedroom
Sun bleached furniture between the blues
We searched for light within these walls
The cracks in the plaster can’t find a cure
We ache we ache we ache
For the memories that become so vague
I should apologise
But for the sake of being kind
Nowadays
We keep our conversation light
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3. |
Wave Chicane
03:29
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I don't want to think about this
I regret the lack of visiting
It's easier said than done, now that it's too late
A "could've" fights a "couldn't anyway"
Grief came by again
A wave chicane
The loss of love
A phantom pain
A call to arms
In routine malaise
I won't miss this anyway
We'd walk the rooms one by one
Another lost father
Another lost son
But it's this I'll miss the most
Which is, incidentally, the scenery
Grief came by again
A wave chicane
The loss of love
A phantom pain
A call to arms
In routine malaise
I won't miss this anyway
Were you scared of the silence, the violence, or the great foreboding as it ends
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4. |
This Week Is A Shit Show
03:20
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We exchanged a sunset
Making the most of the days left
It’s perfect but not quite painless
Never bored of the indoors
The garden is never a chore
Red underwear and your favourite dress (that you left) folded up on the floor
And we say it’s been too long (too long)
The hours, they stretched on
And now we say it’s been too long
After only a month
Leave my jewellery by the bedside
Leave my head 7 miles behind
Two phones and a silent alarm
How did we let it get this far?
Park my car in front of yours
You get the afternoon off work
A decade left to burn
Why do we never learn?
Through the shades I see
A lone snowdrop
Blooming in late January
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5. |
Televised Decline
03:51
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Let's document our decline
Hey, it could even be televised
I feel I'm in a state of neverending perpetual remembering
Is this salvation
Is this the dream
I've been thinking lately
There's only one common thread through all of my problems and that's me
If I don't get this house
I don't really think that I'd missing much now
I think I'm done here, I want out
I guess I won't be seeing you much around
What did this all amount to
If you're honest for a minute about those few years spent in doubt
I guess I won't be seeing you around
With your hand above your head
You'll say you've "had it up to here"
I'll ask you to repeat it
Anything to buy another minute before you leave
Is this coincidence
Or how it'll always be
I'd been thinking lately
There's only one common thread through all of my problems and that's me
If I don't get this house
I don't really think that I'd missing much now
I think I'm done here, I want out
I guess I won't be seeing you much around
What did this all amount to
If you're honest for a minute about those few years spent in doubt
I guess I won't be seeing you around
Some people have a way with sharp claws and bad ideas
All I have is envy, and even that's leaving me
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6. |
Dry Leaves Gather
03:14
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Seeing your dress
Folded on the floor
As the moon moves
Changing colour
To match your mood
A new shade of blue
I watch you unfurl
I watch you become unglued
A head full of bad weather
We fell asleep
You were talking
about Siamese dream
We were falling
We pointed a microphone towards the sky
Watched the Sundials at Hunter’s Point
Can I bottle another moment of that feeling
Before you died and went to heaven and left a hole in me
This is a test
A mixed signal for distress
Are you tired of always feeling like you’re trying your best
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7. |
The Long Let Go
03:05
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It didn't take long for five years to feel like nothing
Though how many more hours can I take of talking to you about you
I'll take it gracefully
Even if I whisper passively
I'll take it
We're taking chances but I'll behave
I'm going home alone
You'll do the same
I'll take it gracefully
Even if I say so passively
I'll take it on the chin
I won't take you with me
Are you looking up
I guess you're moving on
Are you still using anyone that feels like giving up
I'm still quick to judge
I still get it wrong
We say that we'll leave it but we know that it won't be long
Everyone I needed was within reach
Now it's just me
I feel used up
I feel pathetic
I can't stick to anything
I take it gracefully
Even if I'm acting passively
I'll take it on the chin
I won't take this with me
Are you looking up
I guess you're moving on
Are you still using anyone that feels like giving up
I'm still quick to judge
I still get it wrong
We say that we'll leave it but we know it won't be long
This is the long let go
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8. |
CIDU
03:29
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I saw you dancing in the garden
I don’t want to be your guardian
Spinning in circles
Splitting your skin on the surface
Your behaviour is contagious
But at 3AM when your heart is still racing
Shattered tiles from a night spent faded
Do you feel the pain?
Are you numb to it?
Sleeping in again
Your children are disappointed
They pretend not to notice
That you’re at your worst
And it hurts
23:45
Wait for next quarter of an hour to pass by
Desperate for the way you choose to survive
I wish you wouldn’t come around
I don’t miss you much
Because there’s not much left of who you were now
Is your mother proud?
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9. |
Lately / Backbone
03:31
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Lately, I feel erased
Lately, I’ve been thinking it’s time to leave
Leave me cold
Leave me weak
Leave me reeling
I’ll do this alone
I need to be told
I need to be here
I need to be needed
-Grow a backbone
-Put on a show
-Learn to leave us well enough alone
Lately, I feel the sense
That everything is falling into place
I don’t fear an ending
These days I don’t fear much of anything
Except for losing my keys
Let’s await a full collapse from the ceiling
Reduced to rubble
Reduced to feeling
Is what’s best for you and me
Leave me cold
Leave me weak
Leave me reeling
I’ll do this alone
I need to be told
I need to be here
I need to be needed
-Grow a backbone
-Put on a show
-Learn to leave us well enough alone
Lately, I feel erased
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10. |
Jean
04:05
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You bought a plot
Buried your husband
Watched the August burn into another autumn
18 years
Never felt so early
I can’t live without you
Similarly to the second track on Benji
I wanted you to know
I packed another coat
If the treatment leaves you cold
Just let me know if you decide to come home
When I replace
All our best memories
To the soundtrack of long drives for chemotherapy
Silence sings on a Wednesday morning
From the moment that you walked in
I wanted you to know
I think of wildflowers in your garden when I'm missing home
Let you hair fall out it all seems so trivial
I need you around
Comfort in a sound
Ghosts caught on film
Your breathing // slowing down
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Bedbound By Summer Boston, UK
2013 - 2023
Kane Storr
Liam James Marsh
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