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Fallen
05:45
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Should I listen closer to the world that's spinning round?
What love could ever be heard?
Nothing of a question when my life is here without
A notion of anything so human.
Oh, fallen in my arms again
What an indecision for a certain time of day.
What lies hidden in disguise?
Do they even notice that my life is here without?
Oh Brother, what did you discover?
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The Promise Of Spring
02:39
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The promise of spring will come surely, so they tell me
But I will be open to a thawing in my own sweet time.
I don't know why, it's more than now and then,
I close my eyes to see you again.
Falling free to someone Petty in the mean time
Because I place my hands on a core, frozen, through a broken door.
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Lily Of The Nile
04:42
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Although I am often tired, whether sorrow, whether denial
From the moment I fell in arms, she always welcome my Lily of the Nile
I am lost, some might say but she's there calling out my name
No need to reply, she moves in and holds her heart with mine.
There is hollow that often teases me with sickness for none to see
And yet she says there is pride to be in a certain someone's quiet company.
I am lost, certain days when I fear in a bitterness of ways
No need to be kind, she moves in and holds her heart with mine.
I am lost, it's never said, she knows when I'm in my head
No need to be fine, she moves in and holds her heart with mine.
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2 + 30
03:43
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2 + 30 birthday by and by
Empty as a kettle in denial
Some living day, coloured in grey.
As a sister she begins to see
Older than the elder she will be
How does it feel? Not half surreal.
What a sibling, seldom taken five
For a soul that feels far from alive
Such love to lend, straight through the bend.
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Cashmere Grey
03:37
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A fleeting beat, an urge to follow
In the mid of winter's rain and snow.
A silent cry filled with sorrow
'Tis the season of men so low.
It is all I can to save from a morning's cashmere grey
I will hide my inhibitions
From the family and all friends
As I seethe my own reflection
A brother's welcome, the monthly trend.
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Johnnie Walker Guy
03:45
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Morning coffee, a cup of tea too
So get out of bed son, he's playing the fool.
Johnnie Walker guy.
He was a cigarette smoker, the wheezing kind
Dominoes and poker, he cleans up alright
Never playing by the rules or a part-time smile
And I called him my brother, the Johnnie Walker guy.
Perpetual snoozer, ain't got no alarm
And all the doctors and all the nurses, the boy had them charmed.
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Passing The Silence
04:51
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To roam to the horizon as the border tends to eat at my bones
Watching and waiting back home
Here in the house where I am supposed to feel safe and so warm
Passing the silence of a broken door.
The year brings such a summer, so why does the weather always feel frozen cold?
Taking the time off to show I'm someone breathing, don't stare at the ceiling
Take the long way back home
Passing the silence of a broken door.
Am I willing to wander far from home? Passing the silence of a broken door.
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Open Curtain
04:13
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And why should I even begin here tonight?
When everyone everywhere else dreams of life.
For how could I undertake all grief to say?
The numb and encumbered perpetual grey.
So how can I open the curtain, the curtain is already open.
Now someone has offered a way I should try,
Just give it a go and have nothing to hide.
That's all well and good when you've got things to share,
No man alive wants to be heard in despair.
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George Boomsma Manchester, UK
Independent singer-songwriter from the UK. Thanks for visiting my Bandcamp page!
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