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It’s easy to look at
A hill you don’t wanna climb
It’s easy to think that
I’ll never make it in time
It’s easy to wonder
If there’s something up there that you might find
It’s easy to say that
I’m down here, and I’m fine
It’s easy to wish for
The tide to stop coming in
It’s easy to drown
Trapped inside your own skin
It’s easy to be thrown against the rocks
Each time you try to swim
It’s easy to turn towards the heavens
And scream ‘ok you win’
It’s harder just to sit up
Look around and say ‘my head’s fucked’
It’s harder not to hate love
When you’re brushing all the dust off
It’s harder to start to heal
When it’s late and you’re the evening’s meal
It’s hard to hold your heart wide open
When your quiet mind becomes outspoken
It’s easier to be heartbroken
It’s easier to be heartbroken
It’s easier to be heartbroken
It’s easier to be heartbroken
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17
04:06
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Don’t you go out without a fight now
Don’t trust the past not to leave you behind somehow
Don't look in fear at the things you can’t find out
Just press your ear to the crack of the door and let them shout
Baby I'm thinking 'bout
past lives past lies
i meet your eyes
When I say I’m home
The smell of rain and the sound of silence
Somethings won’t change and somethings you just won’t recognise soon
Love more strangers if you want them to love you
Hold on baby because we’ve gotta go soon
I'm thinking 'bout
Past lives and past lies
I meet your eyes
When I say I’m home
I can drive now
But I still wish I could sit on the bus
On the back row in the backwards seat
I could think about you and then think about me
I’m a child
But I feel my age like a knife in my back
I’m a child
And I’m scared by that
Baby I'm thinking 'bout
past lives past lies
i meet your eyes
When I say I’m home
Home
I am home
Home
I'm home
Baby I'm thinking 'bout past lives
Past lies
I meet your eyes
And I’m home
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3. |
From My Bedroom
03:16
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I hope I’ve found the thing that I do best
Heart on my sleeve when it should be in my chest
Feel like I’ve got something to prove
Don’t think I have that much to lose
Except my self-respect
So I’m looking out from my bedroom
I’m listing all the shit I need to do
Because you’d think with borrowed time
That I’d be spending it more wisely but
Here’s the truth:
I don’t know what I’m doing
I wonder if I’m see-through
Do you know what you’re doing?
Or where you’re going?
Cause that sounds borin’
I didn’t understand much at school
I didn’t like being told what to do
And I’m sure that you don’t either
But you still cried to the teacher
Cause that letter means the world to you
But maybe I’m just bitter
Maybe I wanted to be crying with ya
But I think I feel quite fulfilled
With the view from my windowsill
Despite my disappointing bits of paper
So I’m looking out from my bedroom
Time passes slowly but quickly too
And as the flowerheads start dropping
I know nothing’s gonna stop, not for me
Or anything else
I don’t know what I’m doing
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4. |
On This Day In History
03:47
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I’m routinely one to take routine for granted
Easy to forget about the seeds I’ve planted
And expect to see a garden round my feet
Light a fire then complain about the smoke
Swallow water and feel confused when I choke
Demand to free fall but could I please have a rope?
Could you hold the other end?
But these times are changing
My youth is ageing
I’m just trying
Not to wish my life away
I’ve only ever had to be a daughter
I can be careless with the things I oughta
Hold far above my own cares
But I don’t
On this day in history
Will you remember what you think of me?
Please will you call me? Wonder where I’ll be
Can’t it be enough that I have myself now?
But these times are changing
My youth is ageing
I’m just trying
Not to wish my life away
I hope I realise our time is short
I can be careless with these things I ought
To be delicate , but sometimes I forget
I’m sorry
On this day in history
Will you remember what you think of me?
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5. |
Tainted
01:09
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Stripped naked by the winter
I feel the sun on my back
Turned me to a sinner
The world kept turning regardless of that
I hope that I’m not tainted
I hope that I’m not tainted
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Charlotte Ryan Liverpool, UK
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