1. |
back to venus
04:39
|
|
||
|
I cut all my teeth
on something too hard
Now I can’t eat
Now I feel starved
Made a meal out of my dreams
and now here we are
I’m choking on old themes
from under the bar
Cos we are too young
and then we’re too old
Might come undone
when not in your hold
The birth of a new son
would shadow our own
If this is how you run
then we’re running home
Cos It isn’t that hard
to treat us the same
So we’re going back
to Venus again
It’s all the same shit
and just a new day
If you do the same shift
should get the same pay
Gonna build us a new ship
a floods on the way
But this time you don’t fit
yeah this time you stay
Cos It isn’t that hard
to treat us the same
So we’re going back
to Venus again
Two by two to one by one
This was you and all you’ve done
Something new has to come
if nothing is wrong
then see how we run to where we’re from
Cos It isn’t that hard
to treat us the same
So we’re going back
to Venus again
|
||||
2. |
lease on life
03:03
|
|
||
|
Got more money going out
than I’ve got coming in
Got my rubbish in my head
than I’ve got in my bin
And after everything’s been said
I remember what it is i wanna say
I drag my feet around me
like they’re not even mine
Feeling sorry for myself’s
how I love to pass the time
After all the cards are dealt
it’s a joker every time i go to play
Cos I’m a slow mo sapien
A home grown alien
I can’t do anything that’s right
Just an unknown alias
And an unsure atheist
And my big bills all being missed
for my lease on life
Well life gave me a light
but I couldn’t turn it on
The last time I thought I was right
I was furthest left of all
I bet If I had a dime
for every time that I was wrong I’d still be wrong
I tried to sell my soul
but I made less than I spent
Tried making diamonds out of coal
but the pressure was immense
now I stick to what I know
and now I’m stuck down here again where I belong
Cos I’m a slow mo sapien
A home grown alien
I can’t do anything that’s right
Just an unknown alias
And an unsure atheist
And my big bills all being missed
for my lease on life
Oh oh
it’s a high old price
oh oh
for the lease of life
oh oh oh
and i just got paid
but it’s too late now
cos i don’t know how to save
Cos I’m a slow mo sapien
A home grown alien
I can’t do anything that’s right
Just an unknown alias
And an unsure atheist
And my big bills all being missed
for my lease on life
|
||||
3. |
nothing's enough
03:04
|
|
||
|
A life well lived has got to give you something great
I needed things you tried to hand me on a plate
you don’t owe me
owe me
well by and by we got too high on new receipts
you buy and buy to feed the fire that gave no heat
it was lonely
lonely
And we said oh
Think off all the shit we’ve spent to be this poor
don’t we both need something more?
But now that you’re gone well I’m starting to think
that maybe
your more didn’t match up to me
when we said
“nothing is enough” did we mean different things?
i had to run from what i want to what i need
I hoped you’d come when you said thats enough for me
but you don’t know me
know me
And i said man
Think of all the shit we’ve spent to be this sad
ain’t there more that we could have
But now that you’re gone well I’m starting to think
that maybe
your more didn’t match up to me
when we said
“nothing is enough” did we mean different things?
guess there was
something i never knew
something i didn’t see
that nothing’s enough for you
but nothing enough for me, oh
something was always true
something you wouldn’t believe, oh
that nothing's enough for you
and now i see
cos think of all the shit i’ve lost to be this free
it was always more for me
and now that you’re gone well i’m starting to think
that maybe something didn’t add up to me
when we said "nothing is enough: did we mean different things?
we meant different things
|
||||
4. |
|
|||
|
I never know what’s the best thing to say
You had a way to make things sound ok
But the figures of hate have come round again
Circling vultures in murderous play
The wrath of our mother, the rage of our kings
Caught in the crossfire of nature and sin
But you weren’t afraid of what others were made of
A curious carefully comfortable thing
How can I find a way to kill time
That makes me feel alive again
When no one else has lost
A love as divine as ours was
Whenever the world was up in arms
You were in mine and I was in yours
The right’s in the wrong and the wronged have no rights
I need a song like you sung me that night
I turned on the tv, it looked like a movie
With cowboys on high horses in black and white
How can I find a way to kill time
That makes me feel alive again
When no one else has lost
A love as divine as ours was
Whenever the world was up in arms
You were in mine
And I think I’m ready
For you to come back and get me
this place is getting too crazy and cruel
there's a fight for the fool again
No-one can understand
Ain't it a wonder when
no one else has lost
A love as divine as ours was
Whenever the world was up in arms
You were in mine and I was in yours
When no one else has lost
A love as divine as ours was
Whenever the world was up in arms
You were in mine and I was in yours
You were in mine and I yours
|
||||
Martha St. Arthur London, UK
If country music’s all about life inside America, Martha St. Arthur’s modern Westerns are all about life outside it.
If you like Martha St. Arthur, you may also like:
Suitcase Full Of Stories
by Martha paton
supported by 6 fans who also own “Seasonally Affected Demos”
Another superb backdrop for Martha's vocals. "My Foolish Thief" with 'nought but acoustic guitar, voice and backing vocals is close to musicality perfected.
go to album
supported by 5 fans who also own “Seasonally Affected Demos”
Original - so fresh. It makes me happy, I love it.
go to album
Lights to Lines
by Martha paton
supported by 4 fans who also own “Seasonally Affected Demos”
Another, albeit brief, episode of Martha's mesmerizingly beautiful musical mastery.
go to album
I Need to Start a Garden
by Haley Heynderickx
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 10, 2018
go to album
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves.
go to album
Meet Me at the River
by Dawn Landes
On “Meet Me By the River,” Dawn Landes’s self-described “Nashville record,” buoyant country melodies settle deep into lush instrumentation.
go to album
Caught in the Dark EP
by Cerian
supported by 4 fans who also own “Seasonally Affected Demos”
All songs are intense and immersive. Texts are sublim, Cerian play with words, dance with them, that's so beautiful.
go to album
