James Blake

Our Future

[Verse]
We walk the hills
The heather grows
A path we've carved
Yet no one knows
The winds they whisper
Soft and low
"Do ye ken where your choices go?"

[Chorus]
Our future
Aye
It’s in our hand
Like shifting tides upon the sand
Do we cherish
Or do we stray?
The weight of tomorrow starts today

[Verse 2]
A loch reflects the clouded sky
Questions swirl as the curlews cry
We build the bridge
We burn it too
Do we leave a world that's bruised or true?

[Pre Chorus]
The thistle blooms
Though storms will come
Are we the tempest
Or the sun?

[Chorus]
Our future
Aye
It’s in our hand
Like shifting tides upon the sand
Do we cherish
Or do we stray?
The weight of tomorrow starts today

[Bridge]
The bairns will dance in fields of green
Or tread the ash of what we've seen
Will they sing of hope or rue?
The choice belongs to me and you

Our Future

Long Way Home

Improv at Wookiees: The COVID Demos is where it all started again — two cousins, decades apart, picking up where teenage jam sessions left off. Recorded through the thick humidity of Florida nights, half on a back patio strung with Christmas lights, half deep in the woods by the boardwalk, these sessions were pure instinct. No scripts. No plans. Just sound.

Captured during the chaos of COVID — when everything felt uncertain, when masks and mandates tore through daily life — these recordings became a kind of therapy. They’re rough, unfiltered, and sometimes fall apart mid-thought. But when they work, they catch something real: reunion after estrangement, grief tangled with laughter, memory colliding with noise.

This isn’t perfection. It’s history. It’s what happens when you sit down after twenty years apart and remember how to listen. These tracks are the roots — the ghosts — that still feed what Estranged Cousins makes today. The heart and the soul are all right here, on tape, under the oaks.

Not Long Now

James Blake

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