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Ether (I)
02:17
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I swear the wind this weekend could uproot this house and send it into the ether
I've been meaning to let you get on
But the reason of letting go:
It was never rightfully mine, for life, to hold
I wish the wind this weekend would uproot this house and send it into the ether
It's fair enough that you shouldn't want to see me because I wouldn't either
I shouldn't tell myself that, although it'd be nice, you should need a reason
I'll finish this this evening
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2. |
Hell Came To Me Again
02:36
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Hell came to me again
The devil in a T-shirt and jeans
He took my friend again
And tainted everywhere we'd been
A 6 month break from the real world made easier by I See A Darkness helping me
Hell came to me again
Blood breath and dirty sheets
He took my love again
And took the good out of me
A 6 month break from the real world made easier by April & Benji helping me
Hell came to me again
And shook me back to my teens
Rattled my youth again
The only thing that meant something to me
A 6 month break from the real world made easier by The Wild Hunt helping me
Hell came to me again
But really it was all me
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3. |
I'll Be Leaving Soon
03:30
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I had a good run
Days display hope from what we once had
And how we could've come far
From a photograph of you in my room with a bass guitar
Call me stupid
Call me up
Even if it's just to tell me that I'm wrong
It's true, I'll be leaving soon
But not to be with you
I'll be leaving soon
Was that the last time
Because we can't do this again
Was that the last time that I will occupy your head
You'd had enough
Days erase a love we once had
Now that we're apart I'll throw out pathetic phrases like "a whole in halves"
Call me stupid
Call me up
Even if it's just to tell me that we're done
It's true, I'll be leaving soon
But not to be with you
I'll be leaving soon
Was that the last time
Because we can't do this again
Was that the last time that I will occupy your head
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I don't know where I'm going but I know where I'll end up
Behind the train station where the city's lit up
A Stranger In The Alps
In every whisper there's a shout dying to get out
I'm spending every day inside
And I've got 3 weeks left
But I'll stay sleeping on the right hand side
I didn't wish you Happy Birthday
I didn't send my love
It's a sad situation that we've built up
I could do with some help
In every fake smile there's a story to tell
I'm spending every day inside
And got 3 weeks left
But I'll stay sleeping on the right hand side
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5. |
Barely Midnight
02:59
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When it's barely midnight and I'm looking to sleep I know I'm giving up
I'm always tired
I'm sick of here
But I'll be gone next month
I figured that if I'm going to be unhappy anyway then It'd may as well be in a place with a getaway
With winding streets, friendless, expensive
Will I have had enough before long
When it's barely midnight and I'm looking to sleep I know I'm giving up
When I'm rolling to the right to magnolia views I know I'm losing love
There's a guilt in me in needing someone to rely on
But I've rebuilt bridges in these last 6 months that I've been gone
Though I'm still held daily by the glow of screens
Whether I'm home or the ever-changing red, white, green
When it's barely midnight and I'm looking to sleep I know I'm giving up
When I'm rolling to the right to magnolia views I know I'm losing love
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(Words by Kane Storr)
We drive and
We talk and
We fuck and
Occasionally
We listen to
One another
We were
Snakes crawling
On our stomachs
Slowly into
Oblivion.
Unaware.
Blissful.
Graceless.
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7. |
I Guess You'd Had Enough
02:24
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That's not what I meant
I lied
I abuse my rhetoric
In a bid to say what I want and still get away with it
I could count my merits and still not end up with anything
Please excuse my misanthropic tendencies
I just don't want you thinking that you've got the best of me
You may be tired, low and bored
But I've got nothing to be sorry for
Except for being so dumb and no good, love
Writing songs instead of doing us
As you progressed I couldn't keep up
I guess you'd had enough
That's not what I said
You lied
How much would you bet on it
I'm happy to spend my life vilified
If that's what you want
If you counted on both hands the parts of me you'd miss would you end up with two clenched fists
Tracing steps to see what it was that made you sick of me and want to up and leave again
A lover, best friend
I guess this is the end, again
Because I'm still dumb and no good, love
Writing songs instead of doing us
As you progressed I couldn't keep up
I guess you'd had enough
I guess you'd had enough
I've had enough
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8. |
The American Dream
02:32
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I don't mean to diminish your beliefs
But that's bullshit
When did you change your views
We used to laugh at people like you
A personality like the weather
'I should bed her better'
Do you notice the difference?
Admittedly my glottal stops do hinder the point I'm trying to make
How long did this change take
Swapping t's for d's
The American dream
Syntax stance and a means to an end
Is change irreversible or did I get too personal
Love is need
But that's not what you've got
So what do you want
Swapping t's for d's
The American dream
Syntax stance and a means to an end
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9. |
Limerence / Fucked
02:37
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Out of sight and out of mind, sometimes
I still long for late evenings and sunrise
What's the difference between limerence and feeling fucked just missing this
Turns out not much
These days you're not on my mind, sometimes
A letter of love and loss and calling for better times
What's the difference between limerence and feeling fucked just missing this
Turns out not much
An evening where the moon limns a half light
It becomes clear that tonight's not when we'll reunite
What's the difference between limerence and feeling fucked just missing this
Turns out not much
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We laid together on the bed
[We were] fucked, we were upset
Filled to the head with regrets
3 bodies distant, never meant
The hospital leers over courtyards
Parks and streets here too
It laughs under its breath
It's taunting me
I'm still kind of ashamed to smile
Guilt in feeling alright
For the first time
In a long time
Soon it will have been a year
Could you have guessed that we'd be here
I offered you love
You opted for nothing at all
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Kid Chameleon Sheffield, UK
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