Lyrics


Pixelated Images


Released 18 March 2022 
6 songs 
28 min 15 sec 
untitled (recs)      



I know I’m irrational
I’ve been told countless times before
But when these feelings are ingrained
I can’t help what I do
I can’t help what I say

Pixelated images
Leave only your skin tones
And although you try to understand
You don’t know what to do
You don’t know what to say

Oh so who do I call
Who do I call

The kettle’s finished boiling now
But you remain numb in your chair
And we just stare
And I wonder why we’re so unsatisfied

The steam clogs our eyes
My vision’s mistified
Making it hard to catch the daylight

I can’t help what I do
I can’t help what I say
Oh so who do I call
Who do I call

You don’t know what to do
You don’t know what to say
Oh so who do I call
Who do I call




Early morning sunrise
Lucid pictures evade her mind
Aimless walks in the afternoon
She is longing to be with you

Through the void of senseless thinking
Touch is abstract free of feeling

All the things she longs to be
You can give her vicariously
Sweet release she’s waiting for
Knowing soon she will be yours

She dreams until morning comes
She dreams until morning comes

Careful wishing (she sleeps so lightly)
Lullabye (ever so slightly)
Smooth transition
A view of paradise

Her vision’s a maze of blurs and colours




We came as ourselves
Dressed imperfectly
Encapsulated bliss
And with each breath we breathed
We weren’t scared of what might be

We saw the light outside our windows
We saw the light outside
We saw the light outside our windows
We saw the light outside

We’ll no longer subserve
To disillusioned ideals
Our lives we will preserve
Harmonious states of mind will hinder our declinе

We saw the light outside our windows
We saw the light outside
We saw the light outside our windows
We saw the light outside

We saw the light outside our windows
We saw the light outside
We saw the light outside
We saw the light outside our windows




I expect you to be nice
I expect you to think twice
about the way you hold my heart
I’m asking you politely
I’m no longer compromising

Orbiting stars like satellites
Enter stage left and exit right
My saving grace to Eve’s delight
Temptation seeks another bite

God’s Garden in our hearts
Tend to every part
God’s Garden in our hearts
When talking about love
It’s us I’m thinking of
It’s us I’m thinking of

I expect you to be nice
I expect you to entice
with the shape of your embrace
Talk to me politely
I’m no longer compromising

Bless this matrimony
Au naturale
Naked flesh will serve you well
Apple red confetti
Honeymoon suite
Holy seeds are rooted deep




Intentions unsure and my face bare
I begin
I begin
I run to catch the train at Sydenham
Not quite sure why
My excursion is futile

I sense your figure through the frosted glass
My eyes are blind
I stay outside
I observe you but I don’t want you
How cruel this is
How cruel I am

Cruel Lover
Cruel Lover

And it’s getting so old
And I’m tired of pretending
And it’s getting so old
And I’m tired of pretending

Announcing my feelings so flippantly
I guess that I’m seeking
Needing something
I seem to have told everyone but you
How cruel this is
How cruel I am

Cruel Lover
Cruel Lover




Unnaturally
I’ll leave it how I think they’d like to view me
A fake coincidence
A purposeful accident
Unnaturally

I’ll present them with personality
Yes I’ll serve it with champagne
Prove that you care
Thank god you care
Unnaturally

I want you
I want them to adore me
I want you
I want them to adore me

Too late
The champagne is just so distracting
I guess I’ll glance at the aftermath
But please spare me of the occasion
Let it be known that I also know
Unnaturally

I want you
I want them to adore me
I want you
I want them to adore me

All I wanted to do was dance and let loose
Why won’t you take my photograph
Catch me off guard
I’m waiting for you
I’m waiting

I want them to adore me

Look at me
Adore me

Mixed Messages

Released 28 November 2019
Single
4 min 26 sec
Strong Island Recordings
Don’t look at me that way
I caught you passing through me
Passing through me that way
I like to stir
Perhaps a reminder of the truth behind you

Take a snapshot
Envelope it and send it to me
Feel my pain now
Develop it and post it to me
Your messages
Keep them coming at me

Cold face, warm cheeks
The tension is rising as I speak so dismally
Slumped on my knees
I look for a God
Though I don’t believe
I pray desperately

Take a snapshot
Envelope it and send it to me
Feel my pain now
Develop it and post it to me
Your messages
Keep them coming at me

I washed your clothes in the lake where I bathe
I sigh ashamed
Soaking our skin in cold water again
We take the blame