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Millennial Tides
03:01
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Everyone's falling in love
And I'm on the other side of the world
Probably drinking too much
And maybe my focus is off
And somehow I'm not out a lot
But maybe that's just now
I'll shake all the dust off my body
Turns out my idol doesn't work for me
Turns out I should know better than to think
Turns out I should know better
I should know
That my hands only drip water for the seed
And I stall when I spend my life watching TV
Tire myself working circles in my slumbering apathy
Well everyone's falling in love
And I'm on the other side of the world
Probably drinking too much
And maybe my focus got off
But I'm falling just as in love
As everyone else
Well I've hardly stepped outside
And I've written all these strangers into my life
I've swallowed all their sugar lies
When will I ever learn to keep my drawn lines
I'm feeding this millennial beast
But I'm learning, I'm learning
I'm sweating in my generation's heat
It keeps my tides turning
My tides turning
I'm feeding this millennial beast
I'm sweating in my generation's heat
I'm feeding this millennial beast
I'm feeding this millennium
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2. |
A Walk
04:00
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I watch your hands shake
And it makes me feel steady
I once thought I'd hate it here
But I'm home now,
In the second row, and I'm sitting pretty
And now I've found home
You choose to make me go
And I'm slipping into
Something akin to self pity
Call it my naiveté
That made me believe it would all work out
But If that's so,
Than I must be no wiser from it
Cause I still hold to hope stronger than myself
If I must leave
Than I must be
Homesick for a new home
I'm just not working anymore
I'm just not working
Now the sun's out and I'm bummed out
Seems my fate has been decided for me
Although I'm praying for an intervention,
I'm feeling weightless, weighty
Wrenched from the dreams,
The dream, my planning
But I'm planning on a higher cause
Knowing I won't give it up
Knowing he won't give it up
And I could never stop so,
I walk South Bank and I beat my chest
Like, I can't leave you, I can't leave you yet
Please don't make me leave you
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3. |
Isn't About You
04:05
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My old fella,
Twist the knife
Your name feels strange on my tongue
I'd kept it long in disuse
Fearing it like I feared you
But I feel fine speaking it now
My old fella,
Take your flight
I don't like you looming here
I know I brought you back again
But I can't stand here branding
My every move in hopes that you will see
But if you'd listen to me
You could hear I'm not antagonizing
If you'd listen you'd see
You're not the problem anymore
This song isn't about you
History do know,
I hold no grudge for you now
But when you sneak back up again
I keep checking my back again
And mimik all my younger sounds
Darling, darling soul,
I've framed my mind all wrong
I've been changing my song
In hopes that well,
In hopes that well, I don't quite know
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4. |
Mine
03:26
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Lips sealed like we never agreed
We used to speak freely
And I'd bind my wrists with every word
Blinders up so I can't see
Tree falls, I can't hear a damn thing
I don't mind, it wasn't meant for me
Ties are cut
Bridges standing but ignored
Why must I advertise all my life and find you again
Cause this moment is mine
But I can see, you thought of me
The other night, in your phone's light
Why would you trigger muscle memory
Instincts checking all my media
Self-inflicted invitations
Tormented by ghosts of reactions
But when was my life ever yours to begin with?
It might've been just strange to me
Your sudden presence returning
But maybe oceans carry waves
And neither of us by the sea
You could feel my thoughts drifting
Cause this moment is mine
It certainly isn't yours
Why is it that you should appear
When I'm finally celebrating
Doing what I said I would
Doing what we knew I could
How is it that you can be here
When you're certainly across an ocean
Silly that I pulled your stare
Silly that I seem to care
Cause honey, this moment is mine
It certainly isn't yours
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BLOOM London, UK
Acoustic; indie-pop; singer-songwriter.
Portland, Oregon grown; London, England based.
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