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I Don't Know You Now
02:29
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I heard you're crawling up the walls, old friend I am too
I heard you bought yourself a house, but the move weren't for you
Me I'm just readying myself, so I can get gone
Have you looked to last year I can't believe the time
There was ever a moment I'd opt out of that line
If I saw you then and you me now
We wouldn't believe
But I don't know you now
You only remember how I could be
And I don't know you now
I only remember how you tried so desperately
Well I wasn't very fair and you were good it's true
We have both lost and loved
Learnt a lesson or too
But if I was in the wrong, were you in the wrong, we weren't alone
You can look at the reflection, but you wont see me
And I can look at that reflection, it wont show me how to be
The truth will never be found, you can look
But you never did see
But I don't know you now
You only remember how I could be
And I don't know you now
I only remember how you tried so desperately
You claim to have known me for many, many years
But when you look into my eyes I see no recognition here
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Moving to New York
03:07
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I guess it's all kind of the same
Never really know where you are going
You might figure it out someday
When you're out on your own
Too broke for international calls
And you say that you like it
But really you just wanna go home
I think back to the first time in much the same way
A constant reminder that nothing ever really changed
But unknown street grids grow familiar by the day
How can you miss me, if you didn't even know my name?
How can you miss me, if no one there knew my name
Be still my heart, wont you quieten my mind
Even if I wanted to talk about it, there are no words that I can find
So what do we do, say what I know to be true
Or leave quiet in the morning
Just like I always used to
I think back to the first time in much the same way
A constant reminder that nothing ever really changed
But unknown street grids grow familiar by the day
How can you miss me, if you didn't even know my name?
How can you miss me, if no one there knew my name
I know you don't miss me, but I miss you all the same
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First to Leave
02:58
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You really wanna be with this bag of bones?
The remains of a train wreck
Disappearing up a nose
The remains of my cremation
Are just another powder for someone to snort
And I'll get in your blood stream, like I did with all the rest
Walk away from me baby, this aint some kind of test
Backwards as I may be, I aint quite f*d just yet
And the only things that I'm interested in
Are the things that might kill me
I'll add you to the list so long as you come visit me in my grave
Baby please don't walk away, I am begging you to stay
So that I can be the first to leave
I'm not sure how but darling you have broken me
Well it's nigh on impossible to make a change
When it's clear that we don't feel the same way
We can't work this out if even we are against us
And the older I get the less interesting
Can't escape from that ever present feeling that I'm missing something
There are gaps that you fill but darling that aint one of them
Baby please don't walk away, I am begging you to stay
So that I can be the first to leave
I'm not sure how but darling you have broken me
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Fin
03:24
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Is there a final form that I’m approaching now,
Can we change the course far from the loudest crowd
That perfect umbrella that once sheltered me was ripped out by the changing of the wind
I’ll shelter the storm within the arms of Finn
Sometimes I dream you’ll knock soft on my door
Push it open, take the five steps across my floor
Silently slide underneath the sheets that I stole from someone I’m sure I used to know
Is it a dream or a lie hoping for your own hand to hold
I found my home in slacks and a shirt
With dreamers and freaks on a sticky dance floor
Where the energy was fierce and in loud bursts
I don’t care what you call me so long as you don’t mean to hurt
I can’t lose the love that I already lost, what is there is there and what is there is enough
Is there a final place we’ll feel comfortable
Thought I’d figured it out, I knew nothing at all
I’m not invincible which I thought was just a truth unto itself
I don’t care what you call me, just know what this knowledge is worth
I found my home in slacks and a shirt
With dreamers and freaks on a sticky dance floor
Where the energy was fierce and in loud bursts
I don’t care what you call me so long as you don’t mean to hurt
I can’t lose the love that I’ve already lost, what is there is there and what is there is enough
I once fell from arms that held me close
That sure sense of self I find misses me the most
I cannot say what you will find
So I’ll build it up around me, gain comfort from the inside
I’ll build it up around me (find comfort from within)
I’ll build it up around me (in the arms of Finn)
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Chloe Hawes Manchester, UK
Chloe Hawes’ unique, transatlantic, sound combines modern British folk with the cinematic sentimentality of classic
Americana and a punk rock outlook. Chloe’s triumphant tragedies tell tales of late-night misadventures, lost love and a yearning for both the past and the future with the singer/songwriter at the peak of their powers on debut album Remains/Reminders.
Manchester based
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