1. |
Beautiful In Photographs
02:11
|
|||
When you are In Photographs
You know somebody will remember
Their version of your design
Even the hideous can be monstrously
Beautiful in photographs
Beautiful in photographs
Beautiful in photographs
Me I like the saddest songs
The saddest hearts I search them out
Unknowingly
At least now
I know it can’t be helped
When I mutate, I hope you can separate
My insides from my outsides
And when the tapes are all eaten
And the gas supply runs out
And I run out of serotonin
I pray you will still be there
Not just in photographs
Please
Not just in photographs
Not just in photographs
Please
Not just in photographs
|
||||
2. |
I Was a Wild Storm
04:18
|
|||
It's cut grass baby
There's no better high
Than the windows open with you by my side
Turn the radio on
We don't pick a song
The light plays a wild game
Then disappears
For so long
We take a wrong turn
Down the cul-de-sac
Now we're playing hopscotch
Without looking back
Have the sprinkler on
Cause it's hot again
Our exhaust fumes trail as we head
As we head
To town
I'll be your exhaust fume baby
I'll be the balloon at your birthday party
I'll take a buttercup chin dare
I'll roll in the grass til my hair gets messy
I'm on your video game team
Cats at my feet as I start to read
A ruffled skirt and a dandelion
I'll get a summer time best friend
I'll tell you about whatever you want to know
Keep talking, don't ask
I'll keep it inside
It won't grow
I was a dolphin
I was a mermaid
I was a swimmer
I lived a dream
I stared at fire
and I swam in the cool lake
Was mesmerized by the subtlest things
I was a reader
I was a panther
I ruled a kingdom
I could be mean
I was a witch and
I was a wild storm
But I was never
Quite what I seemed
Didn't feel what danger was 'til they told me
Didn't see myself as a separate thing
Didn't know what pretty was 'til they told me
Didn't know a girl was a thing you could be
|
||||
3. |
Deathless, Wild + Free
03:50
|
|||
4. |
Here Comes The Night
03:15
|
|||
There I am
I hear my heavy hardened heart
And I remember
How you made me cry last night
And cry this morning
Now
And I'm forgetting love
Cause I can't feel it
If I can't touch it
Where were you?
At home sulking in your beer
And I should be there
Or is it that you should be here?
And I am thinking
Thinking of leaving
Just on a visit
Never returning
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Do you believe in the promises we made?
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Do you believe in the promises we made?
Here we are
Reading blank pages of space
Birth to silence
Will it offer us relief?
And deep beneath your skin
And all your wishes
There is a boy I love
Who brings me roses
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Do you believe in the promises we made?
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Do you believe in the promises we made?
|
||||
5. |
Brilliant Things
03:31
|
|||
I want to love you like a martyr
I want to love you like a king
I want to love you like a God
I want to love more than I've loved anything
I want to love you like a poet
I want to love you like an artist
I want to love you like a princess
I want to give you everything
You're silver, you're gold
You're mine to hold
You're leather, you're cream
You're everything
Don't look at us
Cause we'll make you jealous
You're found, you're lost
You're dripping with brilliant things
You're dripping with brilliant things
I want to save you like a martyr
I want to crown you like a king
I want to worship you like God
I want to love more than I've loved anything
I want to write you like a poet
I want to paint you like an artist
I want to touch you like a scupltor
I want to give you everything
You're silver, you're gold
You're mine to hold
You're leather, you're cream
You're everything
Don't look at us
Cause we'll make you jealous
You're found, you're lost
You're dripping with brilliant things
You're silver, you're gold
You're mine to hold
You're leather, you're cream
You're everything
Don't look at us
Cause we'll make you jealous
You're found, you're lost
You're dripping with brilliant things
You're dripping with brilliant things
|
||||
6. |
Terribly Inconvenient
04:23
|
|||
I find it terribly inconvenient
That you should walk my way
I never meant to fall for you
But that’s a naive thing to say
Now all the stuff movies are made of
Is playing out in real life
I’m just a sentimental fool
Because I’ve got you on my mind
Have I
Told you everything tastes, tastes of that night
In the blood the hail and the pain
And I break when you are a ghost
When I hold you close
As you hold me tight
I find it terribly inconvenient
I can’t throw this all away/
And I catch myself writing love songs
On the sunniest Sundays
I'm meant to walk these streets alone
and now I’ve got you in my heart
Like a thorn stuck into my side
That’s how it ends, that’s how it starts
Have I told you everything tastes, tastes of that night
In the blood the hail and the pain
How I break when you are a ghost
When I hold you close
As you hold me tight
Have I told you everything tastes, tastes of that night
In the blood the hail and the pain
And I break when you are a ghost
When I hold you close
As you hold me tight
You came into the room
I didn't know what to do with you
You were too slippery to catch
I took my line and then I threw it away
Cause I have always been a dreamer
I have always been a dreamer
I have always been a dreamer
I have always been a dreamer
Have I told you everything tastes, tastes of that night
In the blood the hail and the pain
And I break when you are a ghost
When I hold you close
As you hold me tight
Have I told you everything tastes, tastes of that night
In the blood the hail and the pain
And I break when you are a ghost
When I hold you close
As you hold me tight
I find it terribly inconvenient
That you should walk my way
|
||||
7. |
The Highway
04:35
|
|||
Driving down the highway, with the windows open
In blows cold air
listening to your magic music on the radio
going somewhere
Driving down the freeway, feeling like we're fallinng
In blows cold air
listening to your magic music on the radio
going somewhere
Did you know I miss you
Miss you when you’re not here
Think about you so much...
Think you about your smile
How you really shine
And you’re always there
Driving down the highway, with the windows open
In blows cold air
listening to your magic music on the radio
going somewhere
You know you’re the cool one
You’ve got many secrets
I can just tell
Even when you sin
I cannot begin
to tell you how much I love you
Here comes the rain
We play it again
Here comes the rain
We’re on our way
The rain
The rain
It's our getaway
Particles travel
But we're made of all our own designs
Me I just smile
Feel the cool wind blow
And I know we're really shining
Trust me, I can tell
Our fiasco isn't done
We've plenty more to go
Driving down the freeway
Feeling like we're falling
In blows cold air
Watching the trees blast by
Did you know
I miss you when you're not here
Oh I think about your smile and
How you really shine
And you're always there
Here comes the rain
We play it again
Here comes the rain
We’re on our way
|
||||
8. |
Your Corridor
03:46
|
|||
9. |
Centuries of Artists
09:11
|
|||
In liberty, we roam into the rolling fields and fall
We’re small and fragile
We cause alarm
But we’ll die standing up
Our schoolbooks muddled with great tragedy
Forgotten figures lost
A fortnight later, you will see what our tuition really cost
In trying times, we fly together
Though we’re dropping two by two
We’re drowning happily in picture books
Foamed waves to get us through
We’ll fling ourselves down to the foaming Scarborough seaside
Just to cry
A plaque, a grave hangs in your place
I stop
My love, my love
Goodbye
In bright eyes and paintbrushes
In white dress and cold feet
In you, I might survive
In you, I might just be
And though our days are numbered
And all our songs will live on
In abstract reverie
I will take you along with me
In vibrant sunless autumns
In soaked trees and endless streets
I'll exist on a little smile
Trying not to get dirty
And there you sit with your hands ivy tight
Pen glued on your blanched paper
Cleaning prose in your swept up mind
Engravings never fuss or bite
Oh darling, your soul has abstracted
In pieces and I can't regret but
Must you intrude upon my sleep
Through closed lids shut on secrets that weep?
I would offer my every dream if I had tomorrow in me
Oh darling, your soul has abstracted
In pieces and I can't regret but
Must you intrude upon my sleep
Through closed lids shut on secrets that weep?
I would offer my every dream if I had tomorrow in me
Tomorrow in me
|
Terror Bird Vancouver, British Columbia
Canadian singer, songwriter, multi instrumentalist and producer
Has toured /
worked / played with patriarchy, m!r!m, orville peck, xiu xiu, future islands, grimes, molly nilssion, austra, tr/st, anika, the human league, shannon and the clams, odonis odonis
... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like Terror Bird, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp