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Suddenly Painlessly
03:26
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scanning the trees you lean on now
you blend too well with the greenery
a chained in mysterious forest fire
there is the way to no more longing
most of mine is on a slow horse
please quickly before i feel it
strike with the book of right answers
there is a way to no more loss
suddenly painlessly
no more longing
from out of nowhere
nothing no more
suddenly painlessly
no more boredom
from out of nowhere
nothing no more
nothing no more
nobody kicks this fever
so it's always Vincent van Gogh colours
one last time to a white room
there is a way to no more work
enough enough of staring at keys
even this one is much like an old song
cyanide magical type-writer
there is the way to no more block
suddenly painlessly
no more longing
from outta nowhere
nothing no more
suddenly painlessly
no more boredom
from out of nowhere
nothing no more
nothing no more
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2. |
The Middle
03:50
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i'll reside in the middle
long as your good moves to it
big by little
you polished off the wine
and arrived at mine
but came to a while away
who am i to meddle?
i'm up high at night
and make like metal
but drop the drop
set out again
and i won't scare you that day
you won't be let on
a lit-up stage 'til one thing is settled
you script your show
white out the shit
and edit in a happy end
once you are out it's shadow
we'll meet to trip
and fall in a meadow
the grass awash
with shards of glass
so you bleed all the drink away
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3. |
Hospital Song
02:54
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on the news after i was born
on the old monochrome set in the surgery
some grander event some distant war
in the room when i was born
in the building where i was born
where your grandad passed in late '04
on that rooftop loud and empty
of the building i was born
with your hand in mine homeward bound
in a dim lit car park wired and wavey
when fire works sprung from stadium
nothing seemed memorable anymore
when i felt it but not too clearly
coming on slow and growing slower
just like a child, you hear me baby
just like a new me
then last weekend we drove back there
north of where i grew up later
climbed the stairs howled at the city
and maybe i was reborn
but if it's simple as that i'd face it
lay your body down and trace it
sleep in the outline let you shape me
wake when you wake it up
on the news after i was born
because most of us grow full of scorn
some terrible crime done far away
in the room when i was born
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4. |
Let's Stay Together
04:30
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let's stay together
us forever
through all the hardship
and out to the light
whatever the weather
us forever
i'll wear your black jeans
and you wear my white
but don't get grey baby
sing when you struggle
and feel the chords
i had the same grey days
lodged in my head
'til you fell from the northern
let's get together
let's get better
practice your art and i'll play the guitar
whatever the weather
it don't matter
come to my house honey
kiss me and hold my hand
and don't get stressed beauty
trust in you lover
and sleep in 'til noon
we have been blessed you and me
yellow gold sun
and cerulean moon
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5. |
If You're On Fire
02:09
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under an elm's branches
swimming in flood lights
neighbours in dance outfits
escape me
in a silvery gas
with my eyes on my nose
your torn jacket
forgave me
if i held my words
longer i'd choke
sense rebirth
on top of dasies
red laterns
on the balcony awning
gave in
after i nailed you
so if you're on fire still
it ain't my fire
similar to the rites of spring
it ain't my fire
if you're on fire still
it ain't my fire
similar to the rites of spring
near the bonfire
stirring the night
and the small explosives
i'd saved for it
in my mind's eye
like a patched up pirate
the depth of it escaped me
put the pen down
get rid of my address
and breathe
before you reach for me
if it burned for a while
it died later
and i'm glad that i
betrayed you
so if you're on fire still
it ain't my fire
similar to the rites of spring
it ain't my fire
if you're on fire still
it ain't my fire
similar to the rites of spring
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6. |
When I Get To Heaven
03:31
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when i get to heaven
where some god lives
why all the frowns here?
what's with the lion?
i'll meet up with anna
on a sea of valium
when i get to heaven
up in the sky
walking on cloud fluff
close to the sunlight
chill with my great grand parents
pet all the pets that died
i'm sure i'll see them once again
when i get to heaven
when i get to heaven
float up there from my death bed
i think i'll like it
in the great every after
time to contemplate
all those years i spent on earth
when i get to heaven
i mean 'if' i get to it
higher than planes go
but not quite space yet
no more sombre notes
no more 9 to 5
just blue and white
and ecstasy
when i get to heaven
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7. |
War On Summer
04:26
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have you seen a summer night
look like death in every light?
it is one most dreadful sight
all I do is mope around
i should press my ear back to the ground
listen out for any sound
go out with your beach friends
leave me with my demon
i'm not right for the season
i think i'll jot some lines down
anything that moves well
anything that moves well
bring me back a sea shell
you and me are all in waves
everything is reds on greys
but we don't even talk these days
a frame of father on the shelf
people seem to find themselves
but we don't even talk these days
go out with your beach friends
leave me with my demon
i'm not right for the season
i think i'll jot some lines down
anything that moves well
anything that moves well
bring me back a sea shell
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8. |
On Overseas Exchange
03:07
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since i've been home
i've been on the dole
playing for crumbs
on rainy week day afternoons
counting my earnings every night
seeing her lies in a little light
since i've been home
a slight change in tone
listening to mp3s
of records i'll never own
and when i try calling her on the phone
she's on the phone
When i try calling she's on the phone
since i've been home
my every bone
sings out the sound of Jeff Tweedy's voice
when i'm all alone
bring in the feelings that come and go
before they go
bring in the feelings before they go
since i've been home
my plan has been postponed
i don't wanna meet her at some party she's always stoned
i'm only obsessed i should stay away
i've settled my doubts but i'm still afraid
she's been a nail
in every coffin i've ever known
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9. |
Singinging
03:42
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lying, sleeping, dreaming, gleaming
you know the feeling
drifting, aching, shaking, breaking
awaking, so slowly, yawning, glowing
i am smoking, ashing, eating, growing
aging, wrinkling, reading and being
seeing, hearing, tasting, smelling
praying, betraying, playing, swaying
'cause now i'm dancing with noone beside me
lonely, finally
i remember that morning, vividly
why you and why me?
the week before we had flirted
although i'd hurt you
but you weren't nearly perfect
either baby
i took you home that evening
woke up beaming
and after leaving
you went on living
you don't need me do you?
and i can't live through you
no more, no more, no more, no more
working, drinking, sighing, trying
to put it behind me
drifting, aching, shaking, breaking
bawling, my eyes out, all these storm clouds
are still here, up there, dark and brooding,
but they can blow me, blow away, i'll find some way
to make it through this i've done it before
let's just forget it honestly
in other dimension maybe
but here in reality
we will be dancing in someone's embrace
me with a new friend finally
we met at campus, randomly
why her and why me?
now say goodbye to me
be grateful, thank you, we found some truths
i hope you're feeling better
and you and him stay together
nah fuck it, if you break up and fail to make up
then you should call me, call me
i'm sorry, screw this, call me
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Francolin Melbourne, Australia
Three minutes at a time, Melbourne's Francolin play pop-music to bring colour, energy, and joy to hopeful, celebratory short stories. Swedish-born Staffan Guinane writes for cold and warm nights, doubts and shaky certainties, life and after-life and whatever lies in between. ... more
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