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Better Views
03:59
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Washed out with the rain
But I’d do it again
Trade in your blues
For a better view
I know it’s a dismal game we play
I know you’re testing me
Sleep off the pain
And try again
Blackout your eyes
With a better high
I know about the twisted rites you hide behind
I know you’re testing me
Rip off the veil
Of this hellish tale
Slip through the back streets
And cover up your trail
I know it’s the vague and dark you’re drawn too
I know you’re testing me
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Control
03:46
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I don’t understand it,
Tell me, does it show?
Feel overwhelmed by
A lack of control
Kick back and leave me in the cold
It’s fine, I’ve never needed anything to hold onto
Now you say you want another lover at your door?
No, I don’t wanna play the same game anymore
You wanna leave tonight
Leave before the light
Can offer us a bit of life
I never found out that peace of mind
Was an illusion bound and tied
Behind thick walls of blues and greys,
The haze we’d dreamt up to disguise the pain
Hold on now, the feeling that it brings
Is just a temporary pain
And I’m never gonna bring it back ‘round here again
I’m gonna leave tonight,
Leave before the light
Can offer us a bit of life
Sever the chord that ties
These tiring eyes
To the dark in wait behind
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Stray
04:16
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I didn’t know where we would stand,
My head in my hands,
But I never wanna see your face again
Didn’t know where we would be,
We’re nothing to see,
But I know that I never wanna do it again
You just stand outside my window
And watch me bleed out
You’re running again,
Running scared
You’re at it again,
Running scared
In my head,
You’re always in my head
I should’ve kept my own part clean
In my head,
You’re always in my head
I couldn’t stay astray
Stray
I don’t know where we went wrong
Was it dead all along?
I just know that I never wanna feel that again
I don’t know what I could say
To take it away
But I know that I never wanna hurt you again
You just stand outside my window
And hear me scream out
You’re running again,
Running scared
You’re at it again,
Running scared
In my head,
You’re always in my head
I should’ve kept my own part clean
In my head,
You’re always in my head
I couldn’t stay astray
Stray
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I don't want your money
You can't afford love
I'm feeling it all collapse
Right under my nose again
And kick out with the wind
I don't want your hours
I don't have the time
You corner me when I'm down
Down and out again
The only time you ever call me
I'm ready for love
Are you?
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Maybe I'd be better off in Berlin
Or as an artists muse in London
Drifting from hand to hand
Maybe I was born to be a sailor,
Drop my anchors in Antigua
As a travelling fisherman
But I am home wherever you are near
There's no life in anything
When you're not here
Who could take my love away?
Maybe I was destined for philosophy
Leading leftist ideologies
At the Paris-Sorbonne
Dreaming up the splendid demise
Of the societies we despise
At Cafe de Flore
But these things lose all their meaning
And allure
If you're not there to
Witness the grandeur
What could shake my love away?
Maybe we'll be missionaries in the Congo
Revolutionaries in Cuba
Perhaps we'll build a home
In the shadows of the forest
Along the east coast, or the west coast
I forget where we decided
As long as I'm with you when we do it
I could trade the views in
For any pallet
Nothing can take my love away
Nothing can take my love away
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(People have only two choices: to suffer, or to fight)
Oh, grueling undertow
Spit me out any place you know
I'm too tired to swim home
Another staggering knockabout
Hammering the thought home
Like a nail through the window
Who are you to tell me who to know
And what to know?
Can't you leave this poor fool alone?
You're far too scared of the unknown
It feels the same everyday
This flawless paradigm
Can't talk me into blinding my eyes
With the bright lights of these white lies
Souls forgot underneath
The weight of something we could reach
If it weren't easier just to leave ya
Who are you to turn your face away
From the darker days?
Taking cover from another
Maybe it's too late for you
It feels the same everyday
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