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Empty Hands
04:07
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Mama won’t you help me find the light
See I thought I hid it safe inside of the night
But the x that marked the spot has worn with age
And all the signs begin to look the same
And I so proud of the secrets that I held
so well I seem to have kept them from myself
Mama did it feel the same for you
Or did your light turn into something new
See mama all the change that I have met
It fills me up then it empties out again
And I so caught on a search for something else
So unaware of the secrets falling out
And when I’ve finally lost all of my things
What will you do with the empty hands I bring
The world you see
A line you've crossed
A fracture in the space
Time you steal
The love you've cost
A quickening of the pace
The hurt you feel
That once was lost
Has come to show it's face
But nothing's real
Not you nor me
Soon we'll leave this place
Mama won’t you help me find the light
See I thought I hid it safe inside of the night
But mama safe has gone and changed her shape
And I can’t fit into that homely space
And I so proud of the secrets that I held
So well I seem to have kept them from myself
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2. |
Black Spot
03:54
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Black Spot
I’m unable to be kind
with this black spot on my
mind’s unstable
so I sharpen up my claws
to remove these evening thoughts
In a spare room lit with old moon
a feather comes undone
a little voice is wrung
From a quiet night comes a new fight
to summon up the sound
that would lift me from the ground
I rise I write
I’m unwilling to undress
With this cold that plagues
my chest
needs filling so I sink into the wine
to loosen up this spine
In a spare room lit with old moon
a feather comes undone
a little voice is wrung
From a spare heart filled with used parts
the dust begins to fall
the feathers find the floor
I rise I write
to feed this fire
On a quiet night seen through closed eyes
There is s nothing but a sound
dying to be found
On a quiet night seen through shut eyes
There is s nothing but a sound
dying to be found
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3. |
Could We Leave This
04:33
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Wind left home sooner than she’d planned
And we’re left standing still hands
Will all the dust that’s settling down
Still seems so golden when the sun’s not around
We take from time we take some more
With things so quiet now it’s harder to be sure
If this was where we’d hoped to land
Was it that wild wind that swept away our plans
Could we leave this
Could we leave this
But here we are so here we’ll stay
For just a moment perhaps a day
Perhaps a year will be enough
See all the moving becomes so tough
And time has come and time has gone
A visit so short a stay so long
To find the space between the sand
The moments buried in this our precious land
Could we leave this
Could we leave this
With no goodbye and no goodnight
We turn to cold become the night
We are the dust that settled down
We are the golden deep beneath the ground
Could we leave this
Could we leave this
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4. |
Blue Leaves
03:44
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Quiet heart beats fast
in still hands with restless plans
Sinking sand sinking sand
Cool notes to help her float
Sea breeze to send her sleep
Drifting mind drifting mind
Somewhere in the folds of this nightmare
Somewhere between the pieces that don’t care
is a perfectly frightened child
Is a call to the wild
Wind blows blue leaves
Parts them from the heavy trees
To help them breathe
To help them breathe
Sun cracks frozen clouds
Years of water breaking down
Falling free
Falling free
Somewhere in the folds of this nightmare
Somewhere between the pieces that don’t care
Is a perfectly frightened child
Is a call to the wild
Is a call to the wild
Is a call to the wild
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5. |
Grace
03:03
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I felt it all sink to the floor of me
I’ve got no Lord keeping it pure for me
Baby I’m tired I’m gonna sleep today
Dream of you boy praying the space away
Sister the sun came to make peace today
Of all we’ve become
What was there left to say
Baby’s not done
Her place is all set to stay
Thoughts on the run in a mind that will keep its place
Lover the lines stay so untouched today
Fearful of rhymes that sing an uneasy phrase
I’ve got no words just an unholy taste
A seed in the earth
Waiting on God’s empty grace
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6. |
Strange Words
03:05
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If I start with strange words
If I let my fingers lead
Would the truth slip out of me
Would reason let me be
If I wrote the same lines
Till I was half asleep
Would I wake to find the prayer
That reason keeps from me
that he hides from me
I could write about the sea
And the many ways in which she moves me
I could sing about the wind
And the wild voice with which she calls me in
If I walked on far off roads
Till I couldn’t feel my feet
Would reason give me rest
In the collapse of dreams
If I walked on far off roads
Till I could barely breathe
Would reason give me rest
In the collapse of dreams
Sweet madness take the lead
I could write about the sea
And the many ways in which she moves me
I could sing about the wind
And the wild voice with which she calls me in
But all that I can feel is a pull towards my bed
To quiet the conversation forever in my head
The wind keeps me up
The sea can’t be seen
Mother turns her back
I turn the key
Reason keeps me
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7. |
Winter
03:21
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Winter couldn’t come sooner
These thoughts couldn’t be less suited to the heat
And I’ve tried to give myself to Summer
But she won’t have me
She won’t have me
Boy you best speak louder
You’re fighting with some pretty wild noise
And I love you in your quietness
But now I need sound
Now I need sound
I need to know you’re still around
I opened up my pale arms
I couldn’t be more naked if I tried
And I love your charcoal layers
But now I need skin
Now I need skin
Lover gift me violence
Throw your hands your voice into the air
And let’s wreck this wicked silence
So we can hear the thunder ring
So we can see what lightning brings
I wanna feel the rain’s sting
On bare bones laced limbs
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8. |
Summer
03:42
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Summer’s not that simple for me darling
When you leave the room please draw the curtains
Is Summer easy for you darling
Have you kissed the pretty face of morning
Summer’s not that simple for me darling
Somehow I seemed to miss the calling
Now all the girls have been enlightened
But I slept late and I’m behind them
But with it all so bright
It’s getting harder to get by
with it is just a phase
And there’ll be better days
Now all the girls have all gone golden
‘Cause they have let the Summer hold them
And if I just don’t ever see them
Well I can pretend I don’t ever wanna be them
But with it all so bright
It’s getting harder to get by
with it is just a phase
And there’ll be better days
She says
I’m the best you’ll get
And there’s a special kind of regret
For the ones who hide
From my perfect sky
For the ones who hide
from the light
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9. |
Ghost
04:12
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My love my little ghost
My heart my sinking boat
We’ve built our bridge in the middle of nowhere
So let’s burn it down
And get to the ground
I know that words are slow sometimes
I know the weight of the things on your mind
So I fall quiet admiring the timber
burning fast
rising higher and higher
And no one found the smoke as lovely as we did
All they could see was a fatal fire
We watched the night slip just like we did
We’d coax the warmth back into our bones
My dark my heavy hand
my light my fearful plan
When all this goes will we still remember
How to burn
How to fight
I know this home is cold sometimes
But it’s a home that is yours and it’s mine
So I fall quiet admiring the embers
growing cold
flames getting tired so tired
And no one found the smoke as lovely as we did
All they could see was a failed fire
We watched the night
Slip just like we did
We’d coax the warmth back into our bones
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10. |
My Love
04:22
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Fire on the edge of my tongue
I’m too un-young to always wanna be on the run
Spiders are shedding their skin
But I ain’t got the legs
And I ain’t built my web
My love so all alone
When all your hands can’t seem to hold me
The fight grew dull tonight
And all my love can’t seem to shake you
And this little fire can’t seem to wake you
Quiet on the edge of my limbs
The sounds that grow seem to wilt before they show
And I’m too cold to undress this skin
So the layers begin to lose the soft within
My love so all alone
When all your hands can’t seem to hold me
The fight drew dull tonight
And all my love can’t seem to shake you
And this little fire can’t seem to wake you
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11. |
Fort
03:08
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And I’m hardly one who should talk
But my love your words have become so short
And my thoughts they’ve become so long
And the longer I leave them
The further they run
Are you quietly building a fort
Storing up all your evenings
in case of a war
Well I’ve lost all of my fight
I have lost all of my fight
And I’m searching the spaces between
for words that I missed that I thought I had seen
And I’m sure there is something to find
Is it there in your fort
Does it live in your mind
Are you quietly hiding from time
Hoping she slips up
and leaves off the light
Have you lost all of your fight
Have we lost all of our fight
Have we lost all of our fight
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Lucy Kruger & The Lost Boys Berlin, Germany
An art pop noise project fronted by Berlin-based/South African born musician, Lucy
Kruger.
Over the last four years the band have released and toured a trilogy of albums. The 'tapes' series documents a growing restlessness and an eventual release.
Their latest offering, Heaving, was released on the 7th of April and is a visceral, pulsing and intimate exploration of sound and story.
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