1. |
A Healthy Way To Cope
04:11
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Don't take photographs
Don't keep tickets
They're just artefacts of missing
I'm sipping on lost moments
I'm holding on to conversations
I don't like the weather this way
Stuck on the hard shoulder
I'm old enough to know better
But better won't find me today
It's not a healthy way to cope, god damn
Not a healthy way to cope, god damn
But it's giving me hope, giving me hope
god damn.
Don't paint pictures
God save your soul if you write another fucking song
It's just vanity masked as vulnerability
I'm sipping on lost moments
I'm holding on to conversations
I don't like the weather this way
Stuck on the hard shoulder
I'm old enough to know better
But better won't find me today
It's not a healthy way to cope, god damn
Not a healthy way to cope, god damn
But it's giving me hope, giving me hope
god damn.
In the plains of the farmer saint, time will eat you alive
The rain and the calm of paint and the turpentine
Four heads on a landscape, a dog's face upstairs
Good grief, good grief, you can see the river from here
I'm holding on to my ambition
The hollow tone of solipsism
This is nothing
I haven't known before
When coping is a part of the house from the walls to the door
I could leave but I'd have to grieve some more
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2. |
A Version Of
04:15
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I tried to find truth in trains
Tried to track the light down to one piece of ground
But nothing ever was the same
Map the name
from man to man and I’ll be
The strip of sand between the land and sea
This is starting to feel like home
Or a version of if a version of’s enough
There’s life in the bleed of a page
The root of footnotes, the index that shows
The way to the edge of the edge
Map the name
from man to man and I’ll be
The strip of sand between the land and sea
This is starting to feel like home
Or a version of if a version of’s enough
I’ve inherited graves
and I’ve inherited gravity
I’ve inherited the heat death of the universe
and the grey of my father's eyes
There’s a difference between letting go and not holding on so tight Between my fingers I can see daylight
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Home Creatures UK
Home Creatures write songs about loss, landscape and memory. Simultaneously poignant, cathartic, and celebratory, the London-based indie band do the hardest of things, express loss in an uplifting way.
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