RKC Playlist No. 118

Bottles

All Fall Down (Acoustic) (feat. Ally Hills)

Never Be Far

Pull it Together

So Long, Kid

grave dance

CALLUM PITT - Fault Lines

Seems like all you do is fight and see the world in black and white
Spinning truths like you can move our minds as wind upon a kite
And we feel so small, like we can’t stem the tide at all
As papers sow the seeds of anger, setting off like a snowball

Well we got lies making divides from these soothsayers
Setting fires between two sides and I feel jaded
I push my head above the water
Pull away from the disorder, as the tides polarise

We got fault lines running through our bones
The division grows and leaves these empty holes

We rise and fall under the weight of words that fan the flames of hatred
When we demonise, we form a mind that will not be persuaded
Well I am so small and I can’t change too much at all
I’ve got no answers to these fractures, other than breaking these walls

Well we got lies making divides from these soothsayers
Setting fires between two sides and I feel jaded
I push my head above the water
Pull away from the disorder, as the tides polarise

We got fault lines running through our bones
The division grows and leaves these empty holes

© 2020 Humble Angel Records

Fault Lines

Everything Changes in the End

Tigerblood

Still The Water Runs Deep

Make Time For Change

Lying to myself all of the time
Trying to pretend that I'm doing just fine
It always comes out in the worst way
Try to fall asleep but the daylight finds me

Are we right here? Are we slipping away?
Are we just old bones that need to decay?
Oh I don't know you're just spreading me thin
I tried making it work but I just can't win

It's funny how things - they never go the way I planned in my head

Maybe this is not for us
I'm not one to keep in touch
Trust me, you're not losing much
I don't like who I've become
You know where I'm coming from

This was never really what I wanted
Maybe my reality is haunted
Wish I could erase all of my flaws, at least I'm being honest
Can we take it back to where it started?
Swear to God I really tried my hardest
Don't know if I could listen to the silence
At least I'm being honest

written by: Nick Cozine, Tom McGeoch
produced by: MNYS & Paperwings

i liked you better before you were on hinge

Rose Tinted Eyes

Revolution

Hands - Remastered

Latin was my first love, and music is my second. I've utterly fallen for those of the soulful, creative, inspiring and inciting kind. The one composed with heart and soul, the one performed with passion and aplomb. Searching for a way to express my love for and enthusiasm about music, I've found twitter is a decent and effective place to do so, yet given my wordy nature 140 characters one day simply didn't suffice to promote the music I enjoy anymore. This is how my music blog - carpe carmina - came into being (a heartfelt thank-you goes out to my favourite UK band High/Low for the encouragement to start writing about music, to my all time favourite band for so many years by now, Midnight Hour, for making me realize my affection for music and my wish to help those artists in whose talent I believe in, and to all those people who read my blog, who recommend and submit music for it). Find me under @NessiHolt on twitter and make sure to listen to @RadioKC to catch a playlist of mine each tuesday at 10pm (UK). Listen to Radio Kaos Caribou, Dr. Bones music show and Dave Monk's BBC Introducing Merseyside in general. It's worth it, it's where I - among others - find the music I eventually embossom. 

