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The Ember
02:31
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The Ember
Once upon a lost time our hands first touched
With sparks and gasps and eyes locked, through fire and dust.
You were shivering in the chill night air
And I was trembling, though my heart burned and my soul sang.
I once dreamed up plans and schemed of lands for our sojourns,
But you were cloaked in mystery far beyond me.
Your complications and machinations
Quenched the blaze and wrenched our days from grace.
Once upon a time I thought love was enough.
Perhaps it is for fairy tales but it wasn’t for us.
So here glows the ember of our first flame,
And I will always remember those days you knew my name.
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3am
Tonight I saw your face again,
On the other side of the world.
Tonight I heard your song, your grace again,
Saw you smiling not for me, but for him.
Do you know that I sit here still?
Do you know that you haunt me still?
Do you know that it’s 3am and I won’t sleep?
Because you will find me and you will leave me again,
In my dreams.
Morning breaks and steals your ghost with bitter joy,
Again I learn to breathe alone.
The fight to unremember you wearies me.
My hands are open but my ring finger’s bare.
Do you know that I weep here still?
Do you know that you break me still?
Do you know that it’s 3am and I won’t sleep?
Because you will find me and you will love me again
In my dreams.
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When I Was a Boy
03:41
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When I Was a Boy
When I was a boy I was going to be a garbage man
In my van, gathering the bins and the bags
In shiny cans, with blue dungarees and my big red hair.
When I was a boy I was going to be the finest clown in town
With painted frown making the crowds gasp laugh and wow
As I fell down on my big red nose.
But where am I now?
And who am I now?
I’m an old young man with a hope and this guitar.
When I was a boy I was going to be Luke Skywalker
Make myself a real bright blue lightsaber
Wear a cloak shoot my laser, go and rescue Princess Leia.
And the stormtroopers would fall all around,
The stormtroopers would fall as I ran through the woods with my sister and pals
Ran with Lando, Chewie and Han.
But where am I now?
And who am I now?
I’m a son, brother, friend with a heart and this guitar.
When I was a boy I fell crazily in love with you
The girl next door, I was floored, the very first time that I saw
Your glorious eyes and your willowy stride so our hands intertwined.
And the storms could fall all around us
As we walked under black starlit skies
For better or worse, in sickness and health, for rich and for poor
Till this death did us part.
But where are we now?
And who are we now?
A pair of broken hearts and two searching souls
Who are poles apart with two gaping holes
So we go from here with our pain and our guitars.
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Crazy Love, Vol.II
03:38
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Fat Charlie the Archangel
Sloped into the room
He said I have no opinion about this
And I have no opinion about that
Sad as a lonely little wrinkled balloon
He said well I don't claim to be happy about this, boys
And I don't seem to be happy about that
I don't want no part of this crazy love
I don't want no part of your love
She says she knows about jokes
This time the joke is on me
Well, I have no opinion about that
And I have no opinion about me
Somebody could walk into this room
And say your life is on fire
It's all over the evening news
All about the fire in your life
On the evening news
Fat Charlie the Archangel
Files for divorce
He says well this will eat up a year of my life
And then there's all that weight to be lost
She says the joke is on me
I say the joke is on her
I said I have no opinion about that
Well, we'll just have to wait and confer
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Blistering My Skin
03:16
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Blistering My Skin
Oh, wandering my soul through this darkness all around me.
Oh, blistering my skin through this darkness all around me.
I look and I cry but I find only night,
I search deep inside, there’s no strength for this fight,
The pain rips through me, the hope bleeds from me,
As you bleed from me.
Oh, shattering my past, my path, my heart
Through this darkness all around.
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Drive to Nowhere
02:01
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Drive to Nowhere
This night by the flicker of skeleton trees
I drive to nowhere
Passing by cloud of witness
The pulse of loss-song fuels the wounded heart.
Sadness seeps, tear released,
Moonlight creeps, across from me, a ghost.
Through my grave the soul searches ancient days
But we won’t know till the darkness falls down.
The jaded land groans under his twisted hand,
But we won’t know till the darkness falls down.
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All to Give
03:51
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All to Give
On days like today I wish I could sleep my whole life away,
My carcass creaks and breathes lament,
The spectre of your shadow stalks through my years.
You clothe yourself in fairy-tales, hide behind faux-kind words so damn easy,
Lose your head with him again,
Awakening betrayals that scorched my earth.
Did I use all that love I have to give on you?
Did you use all the lies you have to live on me?
Oh God show me grace,
I’m chasing the wind.
Please God show me grace.
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Mansions and Anthems
04:01
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Mansions and Anthems.
Alarms ring, kettles sing, the soundtrack of our life begins.
With mp3s, our radios, ipods, ipads and tv shows.
And all the while we hide behind online profiles and headphone smiles.
The music plays our days away.
We flee the silence,
The ghost of stillness whispers our lament.
So with anthems and mansions we ransom our lives.
Evening falls with mobile calls, ringtones and texts hold us enthralled.
The stereo sings us its songs and fills our hearts with darkened longing.
For the fears of wasted years to fade with wine and sitcom cheers.
The music slides our nights by.
(There is desperation in the roar and the whisper and in the cry of our hearts)
Weeks drift by, young months fly, our glory years wither and die.
We live in dreams and fantasies, drunk on the screams of magazines,
Trading myths of ancient truth for botox hopes and Dorian’s youth.
The music frames our graveside.
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Falling Through You
04:23
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Falling Through You
The door is closed and your things are gone
Fragments linger of the past, of what passes me by.
The home I have lived in, the pain I have breathed in.
Now all that’s left, your photo in my soul.
I fade, falling through you.
I fade falling through you and me.
Our life folds into boxes and ash.
Music silenced, your songs laugh at the fool they leave here
I fade, falling through you.
I fade, falling through you and me.
Now this autumn rain sees our colours drain,
Vows like mountains crumble into the grey.
Your hand slips from mine, memories crack in frozen time
I stand open, broken, alone.
Emptiness creeps through windows and halls.
Coffee and air thread my veins.
Fingers curl round strung beads and a cross
Daydreams of you still breathe.
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How Long (Fran's Song)
04:12
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How Long (Fran’s Song)
They say that time will heal our wounds
They say the day will see us through
So we stand here with trembling hands
Grasp hope like sand and we smile like we’re fine.
They say you breathe again today
You wake again today.
So we’ll carry the scars, and stumble through the dark,
With our stories and songs of love lost and a man on a cross
We bend to the light, kick the dust off long winter’s night.
So I say my friend, you are alive again,
You wake to grace again.
How long will this one take
How long will it take for the spell to break
How long till beauty awakes anew
And the skies blaze with azure blue over you?
They say that this will strengthen us
And the day will come when colour floods our crumbling husks
When monsters will fade with memories and first love’s wraith
So today you say I am alive again,
I will touch the sparks again.
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The Decree
04:33
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The Decree
Now the Boy drives to the Girl,
Battles his heart, wrestles the rainstorm.
It washes his car clean, washes their sins clean away.
The Girl waits for the Boy,
Lays the wood with trembling hands and lost joy.
The spark of the match flares,
The spark in her heart flares into flame,
Oh, she knows this one will hurt like hell
Oh, he knows he is falling through time and brimstone,
And those old vows still flow through him.
So the Boy knocks at her door
Then she’s there, dressed in beauty and tears.
The blood and the love roar,
The mystery leaps forth.
Oh, he says, Girl I step into colour with you.
No, she says, Boy I don’t want to believe it’s true,
That I could feel this with you
That I still weep here with you
I don’t want to believe you’re true.
Hours fade as the gods weave their fate
Their splintered love yields to the coup de grace
She holds him like grieving
He leaves though it slays him.
Girl, he says, I’ll miss you more than you’ll ever know,
Boy, she says, you’ll meet me again in this world,
No, he says, don’t you know this will be our last time?
So as he goes she knows,
This was reality calling,
Through tangled secrets and mournings
From swallows turning and falling
It was reality calling.
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Drew Worthley UK
Crafter of a curious blend of cerebral indie-pop with a twist of lyrical Americana.
Regular airplay
on BBC 6 Music and BBC Introducing.
Sophomore record 'CRUCIBLE' acclaimed by Louder Than War as 'one of the albums of the year without doubt.'
New album 'Maxim' a collaboration with No Spinoza is a collection of reimagined nursery rhymes. "A stellar release” Obscure Sound.
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