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Plasters
03:13
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The garden path
Where we both sat
With your bloody knee
For the whole world to see
As crows flocked ahead
I could swear you were almost dead
Your mum came running out
While mine just stood in doubt
And years from now
I can still see your face and you're wondering how
I never proved you wrong
I was never that good at playing along
You wore that cast for weeks
Now it's off, and it sits on your shelf like antiques
I never signed my name
I couldn't bare the shame
We haven't spoken since
Even thought I'm still pretty convinced
It was just a sprain
Not like you fell out of an airplane
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2. |
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One step
One step away from
Your love
Your love
I know I'm only
One step
One step away from
Your love
Your love
I'm packing my bags to go search the city
Tracing my steps
Turned my back
Looking pretty
If i was the question
Then you'd be the answer
Hope that I find it
So I can romance her
I'm one step
One step away from
Your love
Your love
I know I'm only
One step
One step away from
Your love
Your love
Your loves like an ocean
That I want to dive in
Environment perfect
I know I can strive in
I'm like the tides
And you are the moon
Perfectly intertwined
To hum the same tune
I'm one step
One step away from
Your love
Your love
I know I'm only
One step
One step away from
Your love
Your love
You don't know how much I try
Just to be right by your side
You don't know how much I'd give
Just to hear you say
That I am
Your love
I know that I am
Your love
Your love
I know that this is
True love
I know that this is true love
True love
Because I'm your love
I know that I am your love
Your love
I know that this is true love
Because I am
Your love
Your love
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I don't want it to end
Even though it never really started
And now I'm back in the place
Where we first parted
Time goes pretty slow
When you outgrow
Everything you used to know
Can we listen to 'Kyoto'
Like we first did when you...
Grabbed my heart
Torn it apart
I never ever knew
Like a piercing knife
Taking over my life
A blossom in bloom
Too close to the sun
Like Icarus had done
But oh, what a beautiful view
Our hands were tied
And now every time I sigh
When I hear 'Graceland Too'
Cause it reminds me of you
I don't want it to end
Is what we have real?
Or do I make it up so I can feel
How it is for love to be real
I was drifting along
Needed somewhere to belong
Suddenly I felt mighty strong
As we sang to 'Garden Song'
That's when you...
Grabbed my heart
Torn it apart
I never ever knew
Like a piercing knife
Taking over my life
A blossom in bloom
Too close to the sun
Like Icarus had done
But oh, what a beautiful view
Our hands were tied
And now every time I sigh
When I hear 'Graceland Too'
Cause it reminds me of you
You, you, you
Me, me, me
You, you, you
You and me
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4. |
Dirty Old Shoes
05:11
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Holding my head
While my feet trail behind
Hoping to find what's left inside
Glass on the street
Bounce off the wall
Nothing seems scary when you're six feet tall
I've got no money left in the bank
So I'm gonna go and have a drink
They've got some jewels
Yet I've got a crumb
That's such a pity
What else can be done?
I wanna know
But I can't be bothered
I search through my head
And the things i have gathered
Old dirty shoes they sit on my table
I'll buy some new ones once I feel stable
I want to know why i can't jump the fence
Like everyone else
It just makes sense
Got a few coins that might help me sail
The truth of it all
Is it's all gone stale
The gas has turned off
My house is cold
The walls are all damp
And they're covered in mould
I stand in pitch black
With my head on the wall
I don't want to say but I think I might fall
Back in my old good skin
It's gonna be my luck
Still I don't give a fuck
Back in my old good skin
It's gonna be my luck
Still I don't give a fuck
Back in my old good skin
It's gonna be my luck
Still I don't give a fuck
I wanna know
But I can't be bothered
I search through my head
And the things i have gathered
Old dirty shoes they sit on my table
I'll buy some new ones once I feel stable, again
Holding my head
While my feet trail behind
Hoping to find what's left inside
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I'm at a payphone now
I got a letter from you this morning
Written on the back of an old postcard
The words had all been smudged
Cause you were left handed
And you wrote with that inky pen I hated
Cause I am too
My eyes they overflowed
Reading the words you wrote me
Sincere, just like the last
Of how you wanted to go
And leave it all behind you
But then, you changed your mind
So darling please
Stand by me
If I fall
And keep my grip
Caught between your lips
And the words you call
Teach me how to write a love song
Cause I've always wanted to feel
When people listen along
They think what I write is real
As I stand in that little red box
I can hardly wrap my thoughts
Over your stark suggestions
You're far more rounded than I'll ever be
Ever time you speak of poetry
I just turn back and smile
I swear to go it makes me sick
Every time the thoughts leave your lips
Ignorance is truly bliss
Send me home now so I can see
The person clearly falling here is me
Different than I used to be
So darling please
Stand by me
If I fall
And keep my grip
Caught between your lips
And the words you call
Teach me how to write a love song
Cause I've always wanted to feel
When people listen along
They think what I write is real
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Martha Greer Bangor, UK
Martha Greer is a 18 year old singer-songwriter from Bangor, County Down who looks forward to releasing music into the world.
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