Glass Animals - Gooey (Triple J Like A Version)

1959 is one of my older originals which is a story about a now older bloke who is kind of looking back on his life which includes love, war and children. I hope you like it. 

1959

Something I Can Hold In My Hands

LYRICS:

[Verse 1]
You said the silence was louder than words
So I stopped speaking, but still it hurts
Your coat still hangs behind the door
I don’t know who we are anymore

[Pre-Chorus]
You look right through me now
Like I’m already gone somehow

[Chorus]
Empty bedroom lights
Flicker through the fight
We sleep so far apart
But still hold on at night
Empty bedroom lights
Cold and colorless and white
We don’t talk, we just exist
In a home that’s lost its right

[Verse 2]
You hum a song I used to know
But it feels foreign, dull, and slow
I laugh too loud, you barely blink
We’re tangled close, but on the brink

[Pre-Chorus]
I tried to meet your eyes
But they were staring at the sky

[Chorus]
Empty bedroom lights
Casting shadows of our past
We kiss like closing doors
Pretend that it can last
Empty bedroom lights
Soft and sterile, not quite right
You don’t leave, and I don’t ask
We just play the part each night

[Bridge]
You used to wake me with your hands
Now I wake before you can
Pretend to sleep, pretend to dream
Pretend we’re still what we used to mean

[Final Chorus]
Empty bedroom lights
Fading dimly out of spite
We dance in separate thoughts
In the corner of our lives
Empty bedroom lights
Tell me when we said goodbye
I don’t know the day it broke
But I know we never tried

[Outro]
We never tried…
We just survived…

Empty Bedroom Light

Debut single from Timothy Wild, QMusic Awards blues/roots finalist

To The Rain

Cigarette

The Perfect Life Does Not Exist

She's My Baby

Lime Cordiale - Is He Your Man

Elephant In The Room

Written by Bec Sykes
Produced, engineered and mixed by Tom Iansek
Mastered by John Ruberto at Mastersound

Lyrics:

I wanna be in love again
I don’t wanna be friends
Go to the beach when it’s too hot to sleep
Park on the street, and fool around

Forty-five we laugh the whole ride to Edithvale
Forty-five we laugh the whole ride to Edithvale
Forty-five we laugh the whole ride to Edithvale
I don't wanna be friends

I wanna be in love again
With sand on skin
Thieves came in the night
For a joy ride
Set yours alight
Left no trace

Lily lane engulfed in flames, oh Edithvale
Lily lane engulfed in flames, oh Edithvale
Lily lane engulfed in flames, oh Edithvale
I don't wanna be friends

I remember sand on skin
I still remember everything
I feel your hand upon my knee
But they stole it all, there is no lead
Slowing down at amber lights
To kiss me for the millionth time
Talking fears and counting years
But they stole it all, now we’re stuck here
They stole it all, now we’re stuck here

Forty-five we got no ride to Edithvale
Sweaty skin and heated fights, no Edithvale
Forty-five we got no ride to Edithvale
I don't wanna be friends

The Perfect Life Does Not Exist

Connor Johnston 4