I Can See Clearly Now

Archie music video out now :)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6Vu9iPmf3Q

Archie

Shark Eyes

Petrol Station Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XS9s_Ia_iCI


Produced by @bailemusic 
Recorded by Gian Stone 
Mixed by Gian Stone and Harper James
Mastered by Anthony Scott DePerto 
Artwork by Shane Gormley


Lyrics:

We stayed up late to watch a movie
April fools I think a Tuesday
Spring had just arrived
And so our clothes were hanging loosely

We stepped outside
To the old petrol station
Out of nowhere started raining
Kinda suited the occasion
Reminded me of when we spent our whole summer vacation
Two thousand eleven
Sleeping in my basement
Looking back I think that we just spent those 2 weeks wasted
Some side of love we tasted
You find your love you chase it

If I, If I never told you
That I wanna hold you
That I wanna hold you
I just wish it was old news
If I, If I never told you
That I wanna hold you
That I wanna hold you
I just wish it was old news

By now,
Cause you're coming over to my house
You're coming over to my house
Red eyes don't get rid of your doubt
By now,
Cause you're coming over to my house
You're coming over to my house
Red eyes don't get rid of your doubt

We stayed up late to watch the day arrive
Lucky number 25
Take a minute 
Just to live it
And that's when you'll realize
Every now and then 
The worst week makes the best weekend
And everything is better
Because I'm with all my friends
Some suburban kids just getting drunk out in the garden
Sitting by a swimming pool
With the best dressed kid from Harlem
Grass stains on my shoes
My rib cage is bruised
But that side of love we tasted 
You find that stuff you chase it

If I, If I never told you
That I wanna hold you
That I wanna hold you
I just wish it was old news

If I, If I never told you
That I wanna hold you
That I wanna hold you
I just wish it was old news

By now,
Cause you're coming over to my house
You're coming over to my house
Red eyes don't get rid of your doubt
By now,
Cause you're coming over to my house
You're coming over to my house
Red eyes don't get rid of your doubt

I'm not holding out For anything better
Can we just stay here forever? Can we just stay here forever?
I'm not holding out For anything better
Can we just stay here forever? Can we just stay here forever?
I'm not holding out For anything better
Can we just stay here forever? Can we just stay here forever?
I'm not holding out For anything better
Can we just stay here forever? Can we just stay here
Cause I should have told you

By now,
Cause you're coming over to my house
You're coming over to my house
Red eyes don't get rid of your doubt
By now,
Cause you're coming over to my house
You're coming over to my house
Red eyes don't get rid of your doubt

Sorcha Richardson - Petrol Station

Written by Sorcha Richardson
Produced by Eben D'amico
Mixed by Reed Black
Mastered by Heba Kadry

Lyrics: http://www.sorcharichardson.com/walk-away-lyrics

Walk Away

Written by Sorcha Richardson
Produced by Alex Casnoff
Recorded & Mixed by Sean O'Brien
Mastered by Heba Kadry

Ruin Your Night

Produced by Alex Casnoff
Mixed by Sean O'Brien
Mastered by Pete Lyman, Infrasonic Mastering
Artwork by Yimmy Yayo

Waking Life

Download

Can't We Pretend

Lyric Video that I made with my friend Kathryn: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=He4qk5brAis

Produced by my Alex Casnoff

Lyrics:

Broken glass that never seems to cut the skin
But seven years of bad luck maybe they are kicking in
Maybe they are kicking in

And you're too scared to tell me how you really feel right now
We're gonna die of thirst if we're this scared to drown

Ay okay, we don't have to talk about it
It's only love, I guess we'll live without it
Ay okay, we don't have to talk about it
It's only love, It's only love
x2

I don't know maybe it's already happening
I came downstairs, saw the flames licking the ceiling
Just paint the walls white a couple more times
Tell myself I got nothing to show
And you're just radio silence my love
Where did you go

Ay okay, we don't have to talk about it
It's only love, I guess we'll live without it
Ay okay, we don't have to talk about it
It's only love, It's only love
x2

I just thought that you and I would dream a little bigger
Don't you ever feel that way too?

Ay okay, we don't have to talk about it
It's only love, I guess we'll live without it
Ay okay, we don't have to talk about it
It's only love, It's only love
x2

Don't Talk About It

http://factionrecords.lnk.to/srhoney


Lyrics
I don't know you well
I guess we only met
sound of alarm bells won't stop 
ringing in head
I was coasting, always coasting,
Kissed me, ripped my chest right open
Underneath the white fluorescent light

I can't get you out my mind
I thought I might have dreamed it
You made me feel something that night
I swore I never needed
I was doing fine 'til I let you in my mind
Honey what the hell d'you do to me?

I thought it was you
coming up the stairs
was readying myself
to act like I don't care
I watched you move around the room
You're more magnetic than the moon
that hangs over the balcony
as you made your way back to me 

now I can't get you out my mind
I thought I might have dreamed it
You made me feel something that night
I swore I never needed
I was doing fine 'til I let you in my mind
Honey what the hell d'you do to me?
Honey what the hell d'you do to me?

Written by Sorcha Richardson
Produced by Alex Casnoff
Mixed by Sean O'Brien
Mastered by Joe Lambert
Artwork by Andrew Keyser

Honey

First Prize Bravery

Limited edition 'Oh Oscillator' prints available here:

https://www.monolith.ie/shop/sweet-oscillator-sorcha-richardson

Oh Oscillator

Driveway

False Alarm

High In The Garden

Red Lion

Honey Heavy

Twisting The Knife

isolation home recordings

Don't Talk About It (Home Recording)

Oh Oscillator (Home Recording)

Ruin Your Night (Home Recording)

First Prize Bravery (Home Recording)

The Starlight Lounge

The Starlight Lounge (Live at the Clinic)

Mgmt: ken@factionrecords.ie
Album pre-order: https://factionrecords.lnk.to/srslai
vinyl & merch: https://sorcharichardson.bandcamp.com

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