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Windswept Perfectionist
02:55
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You wrote the ending before it even started
You base your decisions on your very dearly departed
You’ll make it perfect
Or you won't do it at all
You’ll make a show of it but you have a hard time letting go
Boots up to your thighs
Eyes the colour of cloudy skies
Hair in knots and chapped cheeks
A windswept perfectionist
You watch your plants die
Wasting a good time
You’re indecisive
You change your mind on a dime
You’ll make endings bittersweet or you won’t say goodbye at all
And you’ll make a show of it but you have a hard time letting go
Boots up to your thighs
Eyes the colour of cloudy skies
Hair in knots and chapped cheeks
A windswept perfectionist
How could I wreck this
So soon so soon
You don’t do closure
At least not with me
Our conversations
Leave me empty
Boots up to your thighs
Eyes the colour of cloudy skies
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2. |
Let Yourself Be Lonely
03:29
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Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling
thinking of you and how you’re healing
Your cuts make make my scars itch
Your bruises are blue and mine are pink
And I’m just waiting to get better,
but until then I’ll help hold you together.
When I feel good I don’t feel cured
But I’m getting pretty good at saying what you want to hear
When it comes down to it does it scare you to see me like this
Cause I’ve been through it and you have the same emptiness
In your eyes
Empty eyes
I think about falling more than I actually do
You like falling, but it’s the getting up that’s hard for you
I'm feeling pretty bad, but for you I’m fine
I think I’m getting better at reading your mind
Can you read mine
When it comes down to it
Do you still wish we were kids
We were closer then
It makes me sad to think about it
Leave your bad thoughts out to dry with the laundry
Let yourself feel a little lonely
Hospitalised with beautiful eyes - a blessing and a curse
Leave your bad thoughts out to dry
When it comes down to it
Do you still wish we were kids
We were closer then
It makes me sad to think about it
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Laugh It Off
02:39
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I’ll clean up your mess
Make it look pretty
All organised a mix of beauty and pity
But it only takes you a few days
To fall apart again
But I’ll
Laugh it off
When everything’s on fire
You say you’re fine but I know you’re a liar
Laugh it off
A sound for the ages
A cry for help
A scream of rage
When you’re gone
I won't miss you
You put a grey filter on my golden years
A little trauma, shaken up kids
A side effect of living like we did
Laugh it off
When everything’s on fire
You say you’re fine but I know you’re a liar
Laugh it off
A sound for the ages
A cry for help
A scream of rage
I try not to take it personally
That you went after me
I try to move forward
As hard as it may seem
I try to laugh it off
But I’m still working on it
Laugh it off
When everything’s on fire
You say you’re fine but I know you’re a liar
Laugh it off
A sound for the ages
A cry for help
A scream of rage
Laugh it off
When everything’s on fire
You say you’re fine but I know you’re a liar
Laugh it off
A sound for the ages
A cry for help
A scream of rage
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Soft Spoken Kid
02:13
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Practice writing with your left hand
You picked it up from a childhood friend
You haven't seen her in a year
Time wasted
In your basement
Our lives as good as solved
Time wasted
Lets face it
I didn't know you at all
You told yourself not to care
You took your strong opinions with you everywhere
Your mood swings like a pendulum and I can't figure you out anymore
You were just a soft spoken kid
And now you’re in pieces
Pieces
Time wasted
In your basement
Our lives as good as solved
Time wasted
Let’s face it
I didn't know you at all
And I hate that this isn't even the half of it
I hate that this isn't even the half of it
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6. |
Forced Wisdom
03:27
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Hands with chipped paint and picked at callouses
Hands that once held your empty promises
With that weight gone imagine what I could hold
Brown hair in waves, split ends rage
Cut all your hair off in pieces
Bit by bit find your reasons
You carved out a world in your head
You play things over a broken cassette
In the dark you think too
much
Forced wisdom of my younger self
Too tired to run for help
I’ve invented everything
I know
But I think for myself
You have always been wary of strength in numbers
I wonder how that came to be
But I like you better by yourself
So it's fine with me
And do you like the girl you've become
The one whose body's at war
All battles have casualties
Are we just one of those?
You like to fake an illness that isn't yours
You think my battle scars are from your war
When you apologise
Do you even know what for
Forced wisdom of my younger self
Too tired to run for help
I’ve invented everything
I know
But I think for myself
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7. |
Breathe Easy
03:45
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It's been a year
My clothes fit differently
My hair hangs less gently
It’s been a month
And I still feel
The fullness on my lungs
And the weight of what I’ll become
I want to breathe easily
I want to be someone
Who doesn't have to fake being happy
And you’re so self aware it’s not fair
You’re like an angel with blue hair
I used to live life just like you
God I wish that was still true
It’s been a few weeks since I broke down
And I’m still waiting for your half hearted placating
It’s been a day since I stopped breathing
And I’m still waiting
I’m still waiting
To breathe easily
To be someone who doesn't have to fake being happy
And you’re so self aware it’s not fair
You’re like an angel with blue hair
I used to live life just like you
God I wish that was still true
Because my nails are bitten to the beds
The skin around them turning red
And I don’t know the last time I got rest
And there is not much of me left
All I want to do is breathe
easily
To be someone who doesn't have to fake being happy
And you’re so self aware it’s not fair
You’re like an angel with blue hair
I used to live life just like you
God I wish that was still true
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Lucy Rose Cash Toronto, Ontario
Lucy Rose Cash was born in Toronto in 2007, straight into the worlds of live music and
art.
Influenced by artists such as Joni Mitchell and Phoebe Bridgers, Lucy brings her own haunting melancholy to tracks exploring the wisdom gained through youthful experience in real time.
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