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Sky
04:23
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Well the news found me today,
A million steps away,
These things take time to travel it would seem.
I can’t even fall apart,
Really now, where would I start?
I swear we spoke last night, or did I dream.
I can see you in my mind,
Your eyes and how they would shine,
Blue, the sky that made itself your name.
Oh god can it be true?
Why me, but more why you,
When did it fall apart, when did we change?
I remember the time, we were seven years old,
When you let me kiss you, on top of the world;
I come back to the memory, safe in my soul,
But now when I arrive I find myself alone,
And I’m scared of the day that I forget your face:
Hold on so tight, but it still slips away;
I keep searching this hollow stone,
For the youth I used to know.
In the summer I checked in,
Seemed like you were wearing thin,
Said that you had seen a quiet sort of year.
Sounded older than before,
Like you’d lost another war,
As we spoke I heard you slowly disappear.
And all the pills that you would take,
Just to help you stay awake,
Couldn’t guide you on your way back home to shore.
And the girl I used to know,
Well, I lost her years ago,
But knowing that just makes this hurt much more.
Oh comfort, oh comfort, say how will it feel;
My hand starts to crack, my skin starts to peel,
When I die will it ever have happened at all?
In my heart I still wait for the day that you’ll call
And I’m sorry that I didn’t keep us in touch,
I didn’t sit missing you, not all that much,
And I’m sorry I let you go:
The youth I used to know.
The youth I used to know.
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2. |
Come Home
03:47
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Oh, heavy my eyes,
Lord, I am weary now;
I try hard to lay me down,
I can't stay, something's keeping me awake
Moving with your heavy grace, I become the tidal wave,
Bone deep.
One kiss from your ashen tongue,
And I cry out from cracking lungs,
Watch you fade, into dreams but I will stay,
I would give my whole damn day to watch you build your cabaret.
I would love you forever
I’d give you all you need
I’d reach up from the ground to keep your sun from going down,
But I’m still trying to believe
That nothing is once in a lifetime,
Or you are not meant for me,
But I cannot deny that every time I shut my eyes
Yours is the face I see.
So come home my queen.
Come home my queen x3
Oh come home to me.
And your touch,
It moves me like heavy rain.
It makes me a hurricane,
Hand grenade, still the band to your parade,
Hotter than a summer's day, even through this shade,
I pray for more,
To a God I have never known,
Saying stars don't you leave me low,
Call me home, whisper through the radio;
My heart is just an empty throne, I die each moment I'm alone.
I would love you forever,
I’d give you all you need,
I’d reach up from the ground to keep your sun from going down,
But I’m still trying to believe
That this is not once in a lifetime,
Or you are not meant for me,
But I cannot deny that every time I shut my eyes
Yours is the face I see.
So come home my queen.
Come home my queen x3 (all I never wanted)
Oh come home to me.
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3. |
Roll Your Stone
03:10
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(Now) I am cheap and you are sold,
And I am sick and you are old;
I play the fool, drown in gold,
Time is money, so I’m told.
Look, I’ve come undone again,
Darling I can’t be your friend,
If you are lost I’ll win it on my own.
Oh roll your stone.
Deep into the night;
Your stone,
Blocking out the light;
Your stone,
But can you sleep alone,
And are you holding on, or are you just not letting go?
Your stone.
(Well) Dawn is merry, full of grace,
But there’s a bitter aftertaste;
My heart is yours to waste,
Waiting for one cold embrace.
Why can’t I sleep in this bed that we’ve made,
Love and you leave at the end of the day,
And I am left awake and all alone.
Oh roll your stone.
Deep into the night,
Your stone,
Blocking out the light;
Your stone,
But can you sleep alone,
And are you holding on or are you just not letting go?
Your stone.
I keep this light on for you,
And that will never change.
Lord rest this broken body,
I’ll never feel the same.
And if you see me coming,
I’ll never look away.
Know these are graves you walk in,
But I’ve seen brighter days.
Oh roll your stone.
Deep into the night,
Your stone,
Blocking out the light;
Your stone,
But can you sleep alone,
And are you holding on or are you just not letting go?
Your stone.
(So) Even though my hands may shake
I know the myth is mine to make
‘Cause darling you just take and take
And bend my back until you break my bones.
Oh roll your stone.
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4. |
Grey Ghosts
05:05
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In the valley,
Underneath the town,
You will find me
Wilting in my pit of golden hours,
Waiting for
The sun to trickle down.
I wait for summer
Drops from the wicker tree
Down, down down.
This too will stray.
Do not let them tell me all I know.
Do not let them pull me down to the deep below
(down to the deep below)
When you look up and it’s not like a week ago
(not like a week ago)
Do not let them pull me down to the deep below
(down to the deep below)
When you wake up with those grey grey ghosts.
Set my bed on fire today.
Whiskey makes the trouble fade,
Weightless as you walk away;
No curtains but the window stays.
Do not let them pull me down to the deep below
(do not let them pull me)
Do not let them tell me all I know.
Do not let them pull me down to the deep below,
(down to the deep below)
When you look up and it’s not like a week ago,
(not like a week ago)
Do not let them pull me down to the deep below,
(down to the deep below)
When you wake up with those grey grey ghosts.
Branches from the willow round,
Only certain of my doubt;
My many hearts are calling out,
And every one is filled with sound,
And dust is what will build the town
And dust will always be my crown.
Do not let them tell me all I know.
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5. |
The Fifth
03:49
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My heart doesn’t need a gun,
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes x3
My heart doesn’t need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done.
My sweet release,
Sucking honey from the golden seed;
The pit beneath,
Filling up with bumblebees.
Can’t get that taste,
Your poison so sickly sweet,
Out of my mouth;
I’m choking on my destiny.
My heart doesn’t need a gun,
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes x3
My heart doesn’t need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done.
This will not cease,
But I’ll show you: I’m the one that bleeds.
You split my seams,
And I’m spilling out into the sea.
The more we wait,
The farther that I get from sleep;
One lie a day,
To keep the truth from killing me.
Bad dog, kick me.
Bad bitch, bit me.
Bad love, black crown,
Break up, break down. x2
I cut you out,
But I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna go home now.
(Oohs)
My heart never could run,
just get numb inside a fifth of something sweet,
To help me come down when the feeling is gone. x4
My heart doesn’t need a gun,
Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes x3
My heart doesn’t need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done.
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Birds of Bellwoods Toronto, Ontario
With lush harmonies and haunting lyricism, Birds of Bellwoods have charmed venues throughout Canada, including performances
at TURF, NXNE, CMW, Boots and Hearts, CBC Music Festival, and more.
"Combustible floor stompers and sweet love songs... Slow dancing and amorous embraces."
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