You are my oldest friend 
Sitting cross legged on the floor 
Your eyes are looking out 
But you see straight through me
You see straight through it all

Youre speaking in riddles
And I’m too drunk to understand 
I wish I could read you
Just  like a book 
that I cannot put down 

Sanskrit writer won’t you tell me what you mean 
These dead languages are never what they seem 
I know you’ve got your secrets and I mine 
So let’s trade them on the phone late at night 

And on Remembrance Day 
You’re choking in the minutes silence 
I slap you on the back 
Saying let it out 
Just let it all come 
Let it out
Just let it all come 
Let it out 
Just let it all come
Out 

Sanskrit writer won’t you tell me what you mean 
These dead languages are never what they seem 
I know you’ve got your secrets and I mine 
So let’s trade them on the phone late at night

Aggie's Song

You burst in like a bird that hits the window 
A little loud, your arms an open angle 
And it was like I knew you as a kid 
Copy and pasted into everything I did 

I know that you’ve got  problems cause your problems are my problem 
And now the only problems that you’re gone 

Now everything i see a memorial to you 
An hidden epitaph in convenience store booze 
Your smell of your cigarettes are burned into my brain 
I know that you’re not dead 
But you’re haunting me in vain 

Last night thought I saw you walking down our old street
It was just your doppelgänger trying to be the death of me

Haunted

Taking off our clothes 
But I’m never really 
naked these days 
Is this intimacy?
Two bodies 
moaning in a bathroom stall
Guess I like the shame 
The way it hangs off my back 
when I walk 

I’ll be the nail 
If you’re the sledgehammer 
That tears down the house 
I wanna feel pain 
Desolation that only the 
Lonely can feel 
don’t care if it hurts 
It’s all sound and fury
 to me anyways

I’m only gonna say this once
Cause i can’t stand having to asking
Take what you want of me 
Everything must go 
Everything must go 

Violent feelings 
The masochist hiding 
under my dress
Don’t know what I want 
So I’ll settle for a 
flash in the dark
And when it’s all done
I’ll smash a glass
And eat my heart out 

I’m only gonna say this once
Cause i can’t stand having to asking
Take what you want of me 
Everything must go 
Everything must go 

So meet me in the lobby 
With a bruise for my cheek 
And if dont I will wait 
Until the lights are fading 

I’m only gonna say this once
Cause i can’t stand having to asking
Take what you want of me 
Everything must go 
Everything must go

Soft Core

Power w Patch

Early version of a song for Mysterious Skins called Serene 

I’m the only one who knows 
You’re pretending to be drunk 
Swirling round in clarity 
An actress on the shelf 
But I’m just as bad 
And maybe even worse 
Smiling from across the floor
While I’m Burning up like a match 

And I can feel you sitting next to me 
even when we don’t touch 
You don’t know the power you have
When you ask why I’m choking up  
Watching me watching you

I like to imagine You 
When you were a little kid 
Cause you treat me like a person  
Even when I’m out of in it 
Feel your serene grace  
Passing over head 
Searching my periphery 
For reciprocation 

I like it when you read to me 
Close my eyes pretend I’m who you see
I wanna be her for you
Be anything you want me to 

And I can feel you sitting next to me 
even when we don’t touch 
You don’t know the power you have
When you ask why I’m choking up  
Watching me watching you

Serene early demo

Jean Paul is gone 
French cinema is dead 
Jean Paul is gone 
Somebody tell the hipsters 
Somebody tell them 
That they can’t smoke roll ups anymore 
Without lighting one up 
To Jean Paul

Jean Paul is gone
French cinema is dead 
Jean Paul is gone 
Please Take Godard instead 
I knew it when my poster 
Fell from my bedroom wall
That breathless was my 
Jean Paul 

So burn the cinemateque 
In black and white and red and blue 
I’m running through the street 
To tell everybody the news 
Jean Paul Jean Paul 
French cinema till the end 
Jean Paul Jean Paul 
We’ll never see him again

Belmondo

New song Pigeon Park 🐦

Hanging out 
Down Pigeon Park 
Let the weather decide 
Where you belong

Take a sip 
And hold out your palms 
You’ve grown feathers 
You’ve been waiting for so long 

They say you’ve got to move along 
But you’re already gone 
You’re going helterskelter 
Cathedral melter 
No need for shelter 
Living the same day over and over 
Over and over 
Birmingham roller 

Please sir you’ve got to move along 
Birmingham roller Birmingham 
Please sir don’t make me ask again 
Birmingham roller Birmingham 
You’re a Birmingham roller Birmingham

Pigeon Park

I knew you were good from the moment you bit that guy 
For the crime of looking at me twice 

You weren’t raised, you were just born 
Entertained by four stucco walls 
You didn’t even have to tell me 

And I was a furnace 
A cold metal surface 
Burning up inside 
And you were the same 
So I promised myself 
No one is ever gonna hurt me again 

An arsonist scared of the scalding 
You put them out just in time 
You never let it cut too deeply 

I am the eyes in the back of your head 
The feral dog at the foot of your bed 
Cause I didn’t even have to tell you 

And I was a furnace 
A cold metal surface Burning
Burning up inside 
And you were the same so I promised myself 
No one is ever gonna hurt us again

Furnace

That’s gotta hurt

who’s there?

For Claire, who hit me like a hammer, I love you

Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? 
Foot twisted like a branch 
Star gazing at the nurses 
big ketamine eyes
I know it did 
Felt the hammer come down on my head 

Laid up in your hospital bed 
I was sewn to your side   
Cause there’s a wire from mine to your head
A Telepathic phone line
Do you feel it too? 
Saw the hammer come down upon you

And now I finally understand 
The mallet strikes the rubber hand 
So turn your back when I sing this to you
Cause I’d cut off my limbs, if you asked, if you need me to

The hammer (Claire’s song)

Recording of the great John Coltrane of Glasgow

John Coltrane (of the Glasgow Taxi Rank)- Donald Dump

Gingham rockin out.m4a

For el and Milo, congrats on getting engaged.

Love from Charlotte Sam and Alice 

El and Milo sitting in a tree
M-A-R-R-Y-I-N-G

El and Milo 
Getting married 
El and Milo
Getting married 

El and Milo Getting married 
Never gonna Get divorced 
Have a baby And a kitten 
And a little Tiny horse 

Get invited to the wedding 
Pepsi gonna bring the ring 
Gonna kiss you on the lips and 
Then we gonna have a sing 

El and Milo
Getting married 
El and Milo getting married

el and Milo (getting married) ft. Alice and Sam

Rings (demo)

How to Drive (acoustic)

Home alone (acoustic)

Elephant Man (demo)

Julia sings Les Mis

Julia Interrupted

I saw this portrait in Barcelona. I had never heard of Duras before. On Wikipedia it said the final entry she wrote in her autobiography before here death read  "I think it is all over. That my life is finished. I am no longer anything. I have become an appalling sight. I am falling apart. Come quickly. I no longer have a mouth, no longer a face"

Duras Duras

Save your Teddies -Kate

Anna under gazebo 
Waiting for the storm to finally give
Carves a name into the wood 
It may as well be hers 

You ran away from her 
you ran from yourself 
hide and seek 
You can’t bare to take peak
At her face 
Now there nowhere left to hide 

Waking up in different countries 
Makes it feel like a dream 
You say her name under the covers 
It may as well be yours 

 cover up your eyes 
And keep counting up to ten 
inside your head

Gazebo

An empty house an empty bed 
I take a walk around my head 
A corridor a window pane 
I stick my head out to feel the rain 

Home alone 
Someone please pick up the phone 
Home alone 
Someone please pick up the phone 

In the kitchen late at night 
A little scared, leave in the light 
Cold tiles and an open beer
I let the furniture disappear 

Home alone 
Someone please pick up the phone 
Home alone 
Someone please pick up the phone

home alone

A Christmas song for my friends. Thanks to Jiheun for giving me advice and producing this song :) 

Jiheun’s soundcloud: https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/DMfc16HKw14MTPK87

Here comes the winter again 
Swept you up and knocked you off your feet
Clinging to the cracks of daylight
Like the way you grip your second cup of coffee 
Bet it never used to feel like this 
Waiting up all night on Christmas Eve 
You wonder where the magic has gone 
Packed up like the lights upon your tree

But don’t worry friend 
Winter always finds a way to end 
And if you’re still awake 
I will drive around in circles till you fall asleep 
To the hum of carols the radio 
So I can see you next Christmas

You wake up in the darkness again 
Go to work just to go right back to sleep 
Waiting at the train station 
You turn your face into the freezing wind 
Now you’re crying over your cereal 
And laughin as you pour it down the drain 
You walk around the neighbourhood 
And let the snowfall wash it all away 

But don’t worry friend 
Winter always finds a way to end 
And if you’re still awake 
I will drive around in circles till you fall asleep 
To the hum of carols the radio 
So I can see you next Christmas
So I can see you

Blue Christmas

A song for my friend April 

April said you’ve been acting distant recently 
Holding your breath and not looking when you cross the street
Your boyfriends riding around town, kicking up dust putting you down
But you don’t say anything

April said since you broke up how come you never come around?
Skipping class just to wander through the forest by yourself 
You’re keeping secrets like a Russian spy trapped behind enemy lines
But you don’t tell anyone 

But where does it go when you can’t keep it down?
And it all just comes back up again 
You know cathedrals always get burnt down 
You know that nothings permanent 
Come off now, you’re no Joan of Arc
No need to perish for your art 

April said there’s nothing wrong with a little bit of sin 
Memorial bench for a war we didn’t fight or even win
I let it all bleed out this, paying penance for my crime
She said it’ll all be just fine   

But where does it go when you can’t keep it down?
It all just comes back up again 
You know cathedrals always get burnt down 
You know that nothings permanent 
Come on now, you’re no Joan of Arc
No need to perish for your art

APRIL SAID

Sometimes bad songs can be good 

Contact: Charlotte.edgington1@gmail.com

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