North by north— lest we have to settle down we can sail without the wind in this town Things that London never saw Northern winters start to thaw; To islands on the sea, lands I’ve never seen, things will get calmer—follow me.
You said a long long time ago you were happy being someone Let’s go far far far from home I’ll be glad to be with someone
Land pneumonia, your engines in repair; plant begonias, and orchids in your hair. Continents all made of clay Dreamers leaving every day To islands on the sea, lands I’ve never seen, things will get calmer—follow me.
Someone told me you had oceans in your eyes Cold as shadows over European skies Coasting out the shallow day Leaving London in decay To islands on the sea, lands I’ve never seen, things will get calmer—follow me.
A Swedish band with Elias Araya, Tobias Winterkorn, and Jose Gonzalez.
This is from their album “Field”
This song is very lo-fi with some noise pop, and it almost has a punky sound, because of it’s simple because of it’s walking bass and heavy crash symbols with bass drum, but it has melancholic vocals, and a folk-ish guitar. It’s a nice chill listen.
In two more years, my sweetheart, we will see another view Such longing for the past for such completion What was once golden has now turned a shade of grey I’ve become crueler in your presence
They say: “be brave, there’s a right way in a wrong way” This pain won’t last for ever, this pain won’t last for ever
Two more years, there’s only two more years Two more years, there’s only two more years Two more years so hold on X2
You’ve cried enough this lifetime, my beloved polar bear Tears to fill a sea to drown a beacon To start anew all over, remove those scars from your arms To start anew all over more enlightened
I know, my love, this is not the only story you can tell This pain won’t last for ever, this pain won’t last for ever
Two more years…
You don’t need to find answers for questions never asked of you You don’t need to find answers x2
Dead weights, balloons Drag me to you Dead weights, balloons To sleep in your arms
I’ve become crueler since I met you I’ve become rougher, this world is killing me
And we cover our lies with handshakes and smiles And we try to remember our alibis We tell lies to our parents, who hide in their rooms We bury our secrets in the garden Of course we could never make this love last I said of course we could never make this love last The only love we know is love for ourselves We bury our secrets in the garden
Bloc Party: The one band that I can listen too…forever.