Late to the World

Attachment Theory

girlhood.

COMING HOME 2 U

~ Lyrics ~

I'll meet you at the staircase, by the station
And we'll walk ‘round Olympic Park
Just until the sun sets
I'll tell you about the time that I rode through here
And down the canal
To the lighthouse, under the Skyline
I don't know if you know about that?

Went with my friend, who planned the whole route
On paths ‘cos I don't usually cycle on the roads now I'm grown up
I get so scared of these streets like you wouldn't believe
I need someone like that to bring me back out

And you say ooh..
“I wish I had a friend like that”
Oooh ooh ooooh
I'll say, “I only have a few if I'm honest”
Oooh ooh ooooh

We'll sit on the jetty
Down in the classy side of town and watch the sailboats
All drift right past us
I'll tell you about the time, years ago
When me and my friends went north
Hired a house, all 10 of us
To ring in the brand new year

And we walked ‘til we got lost
And we talked ‘til we cried
I know we'll never forget that time
We didn't even know each other very well
But that week we got a whole lot more close

You say ooh.. “I wish I had friends like that”
Oooh ooh ooooh
And I'll say, “we've drifted apart now if I'm honest”
Oooh ooh ooooh

Don't think it's you
It's all of us
Ever since the last few years
Even despite all that

Don't think it's you
It's all of us
Ever since the last few years
And even despite all that

You said, “I wish I had a friend like that”
Oooh ooh ooooh
And I'll say “I only have a few if I'm honest”
Oooh ooh ooooh

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Written, recorded and produced by Zoe Konez
Performed by Zoe Konez
Mixed and mastered by Oz Craggs at Hidden Track Studios

contact@zoekonez.com
https://zoekonez.com

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Words, Music, and Vocals by Howard Gipstein
Copyright ©️ 2025 by Howard Gipstein


radios bled stars
along the
musical edges
of memory

i reached out in the magnetic night
across glowing fields of embers

interactive on the surface
connected within
at core
all one

holding on to swords and diamonds
the fire lost in the thickening fog

the future
written by us
on window shades
yet not written at all

on the way home had a question
for the serpent forgot what it was

mute confessions in
dark hallways
spoken on bridges
without crossing

impoverished by too much abundance
enriched by nights of freedom

finding dirt clouds leaves
branches windmills lighthouses
and somewhere
the sun

when earth no longer embraces us
we will reach the stars on horseback

Soulbody

A very small cross section of songs I wrote from the 1970s through the 1990s, and songs I've been writing since 2017

Soulbody

Howard Gipstein

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