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Sixteen
03:46
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Sixteen
My feelings abate
As I turn to my own face
Mirrored just like we were
On that quiet afternoon
Music to my ears and to their hands
There are some things you will never understand
And everyone has shiny eyes
Maybe that's why I can't sleep at night
I was five when I learnt
What it meant to be alive
Help me feel like I love
Stop destroying your health
If I tear it all away will you lose yourself?
And listen to my words
Rather than my face
And let my voice sink in
For a couple of days
Do not let yourself
Find a way to retrace
Listen to my words
Rather than my face
It does not seem so distasteful
After all the things I have done
It is desire
And you say it all wrong
Five, Ten, and Sixteen Sixteen
Time is so hurtful to me
And listen to my words
Rather than my face
And let my voice sink in
For a couple of days
Do not let yourself
Find a way to retrace
Listen to my words
Rather than my face
And listen to my words
Rather than my face
And let my voice sink in
For a couple of days
Do not let yourself
Find a way to retrace
Listen to my words
Rather than my face
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I Thought That You Wouldn't Be There
Please don't define me
You know life's a little blurry
We both know that you like dark ambiguity
Had a dream
You hated me
We both know that's obscene
But haven't seen you in weeks
That's alright
I won't sleep tonight
Now that life's over
A weight off my shoulder
Please don't be central
You sometimes have potential
We both know I can be so cruel
Met you
Somewhere
Had to show me you care
Sat in the shower and watched it fall
That's alright
I won't cry tonight
The weight off my shoulder
Replaced by another
That's alright
I won't sleep tonight
Now that's life's over
A weight off my shoulder
That's alright
I won't sleep tonight
Now that's life's over
A weight off my shoulder
That's alright
I won't sleep tonight
The weight off my shoulder
Replaced by another
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3. |
Distortion of Importance
03:37
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Distortion of Importance
The 2 o'clock sun casts shadows
On the walls of this hell
Smoke around my form
Like love, like love, like love
And what am I doing with my life
You told me a thousand times that you trust me
You trust me
And I should do what I love
But that's not enough
It's lovely
It's ugly
Salt air brought me here
To picture the stars at ten
So alone in a curtain crack
What's it like to be dead
Illuminated panels of my bed
Rocking me into a sleep of unease
There's an echo of the past
Of the breeze and the sleep
And the sleep
And what am I doing with my life
You told me a thousand times that you trust me
You trust me
And I should do what I love
But that's not enough
It's lovely
It's ugly
And I don't know if I'll be here again tomorrow
You're a pathway
You're a Sunday
And everyone should love
But that's not enough
It's lovely
It's ugly
All we know is creation
We know nothing about nothingness
All we know is creation
We know nothing about nothingness
And I'm a distortion of importance
And I'm a distortion of importance
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4. |
Red
03:45
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Red
Back
At the old place
My weary eyes met the landscape
And upon
The darkening grass
Four red points made a spark
A young mind
Has met the outside
In the gloom across the room was the blue light
And that
Was the first time
That passion filled eyes met mine
And I want to go back to those days
Because now my own mind is a mere archway
And I search for your eyes in the darkness
But all I can feel is a heartbeat
And I want to go back to those days
Because now my own mind is a mere pathway
And I search for your eyes in the darkness
On the orange ice field where hearts hurt
And back
At the old place
Two dark figures formed my face
And memories
Swam under the sun
As I lay in the breeze of being young
And the only orange back then was brick
Looking out from a wall to us a cliff
And I've seen so many other eyes shine
But seen so many more
Devoid of life
And I want to go back to those days
Because now my own mind is a mere archway
And I search for your eyes in the darkness
But all I can feel is a heartbeat
And I want to go back to those days
Because now my own mind is a mere pathway
And I search for your eyes in the darkness
On the orange ice field where hearts hurt
And back
At the old place
My weary eyes met the landscape
And that
Was the first time
That life filled eyes met mine
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5. |
It Doesn't Slow Down
01:58
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It Doesn't Slow Down
We're getting colder now
I'm getting older now
The garden's overgrown again
I was so much younger then
A year 'til childhood's done
A year 'til we're all gone
It's like me to be melodramatic
But I can't quite wrap my head around it
We're getting colder now
I'm getting older now
The garden's overgrown again
We were so much younger then
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Aphra Taylor London, UK
Indie/Folk musician from Oxford now based in SE London.
'Aphra has a sleepy-eyed mellifluous voice that allows her gentle ruminations to sparkle'- Nightshift Magazine
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