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Brushfield Spots
02:45
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Flecked white in your eyes
Sunsplashed, a theatre surrounded by lights
I watched you dance
I've seen a thousand people stare
In truth, I wouldn't mind if I thought you didn't care
They've lost their chance
I know it gets you down
Trapped in a mind where potential is bound
All of your life
Tangled up by words
But all of your confusion seems dead to the world
When you dance
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Distances
05:01
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He's alone in a room in another new town
Work's kept him away for more than two weeks now
He thinks about phoning home, but he knows how it will be
A pause and sigh, a timid reach across the distance
That fills the space between
What he says and what he means
She probably still loves him but still it seems
That something has gone
Too many miles away, across the divide
She prepares herself for another lonely night
She thinks about where he is and who he could be with
Then berates herself for lacking trust because
She knows the space between
Who she was and doesn't want to be
After being hurt before, sometimes it's hard to see
When it's right to trust or when something is wrong
When he gets back home, nothing's been resolved
That's what he tells himself as familiar doubts take hold
He thinks about where he is and where else he could be
Then looks at her and feels he can't give up so easily
They know the space between
What they have and what they could have been
Then suddenly in that moment she sees things differently
She looks him in the eyes and decides it's gone on for too long
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Broken Hill
07:55
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A late November starless night
In the middle of Sturt Park
Two figures in the distance
Walk hand in hand through the dark
I turn away and walk on home
Past the Silver City Highway
Where cars drive through the powdered rust
From the storm that came yesterday
Dusty sunsets, deep red dawn
Houses dotted in lines so still
Oh wonderful, haunting Broken Hill
Sitting on the Line of Lode
As coal trucks pass us back
Down there on the road below
With sand in the grips of their tyres
The dust has settled down for now
But it will rise again
And by the creek a flower grows
Rising like the sons of our friends
Dusty sunsets, deep red dawn
Houses dotted in lines so still
Oh wonderful, haunting Broken Hill
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First Day In Spring
01:58
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Like the first day in spring
You make everything
Feel alright
And when the evening draws in
The fact that you're here
Makes the world still look bright
Don't let the morning rain
Wash it all away
But like the turning of the tide
Nothing stays the same
and that's just fine
And when you have to leave
I'll know you were here
From the memories you left behind
And then the morning sun
Will bring another day
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Interaction of Colour
04:27
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We first met in a park in Autumn
Your blonde hair framed your eyes of grey
The morning sun shone on your shoulders
And I felt myself float away
Caught up in the shades of feeling
That change so easily
The light projects deceiving pictures
And shows us what we cannot see
But within another place and moment
Nothing is the same
In our last meeting by the walkway
Your new black hat couldn't hide
The indecision your eyes showed me
As the rain fell from the evening sky
No longer the shades of feeling
The light fades as the end is nearing
As you turn to me and you say
"I told you it would be this way"
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Lowlands
01:58
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(Instrumental)
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And by now I'm crying
another emotional overload
Was it the wrenching pain
or the predictions I've been told?
Forever's such a long time
to bode ability
and I can't stop believing
that's it's all I'll ever be
I have to keep remembering
to choose life every day
Not left myself get lost or
offtrack in any way
I have to remember that
when life gets painted blue
and builds up walls around
that the only way out is through
And by now I'm doing
things they never said I'd do
I sing better when I whisper
But I know more than I knew
It should be a crime to tell
a future to someone
Because the odds are against them
Before they have begun
I have to remember that
when life gets painted blue
and builds up walls around
that the only way out is through
The only way out is through
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Candle Wax
03:24
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24 hours a day, I don't give anything away
Who am I to do what I say?
Wrote a letter, threw it away
It said I'd like to see you again
I'll leave it to the stars and the moon
I'll leave it for someone else to do
My heart's made of burnt candle wax
Rarely do I take what I know
and use it as some place to go
I'd like to sit right under a tree
Myself and and a book, with the world empty
My heart's made of burnt candle wax
But could it take the essence away
Accepting what we think we can't say
I'd really like to say I love you
But I'll hold back, find something else we can do
My heart's made of burnt candle wax
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How To Let Go
03:36
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The dreams I had when I was young
Were like a race I could never run
I'd stay up through the night to see the sun
But I was wasting time
I took a train to a barren town
Got caught up in feeling down
I kept on waiting for a turnaround
But it never arrived
Now I can tell you just what went wrong
I once thought things were working out, but...
It didn't last for long
Now I can tell you just why I'm here
Everything I say and do
Is cloaked in doubt and fear
I had a friend who I pushed away
I was in love, she didn't feel the same
Then she left for good and I remained
On the losing side
The past has given so perspective so...
I understand the things I used to know
Nothing stays the same, but so it goes
I know I still have time
Now I can tell you just what went wrong
I once thought things would never change
That's why I sing these songs
Now I can tell you just why I'm here
Everything I say and do
Is a fight against the fear
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Sometimes when I draw I go too far
But I can't erase what I can't remember
I'm losing myself
I'm losing myself
That face looks familiar
But the mirror won't tell me who it is
This is my late December
I have given all I can give
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I can't help but think of when
Your days had days in front of them
You told me of your plans but then
They crumbled into sand again
And then I knew it was too late
I couldn't save you from your fate
I never saw you fall and break
All I could do was wish and wait
I suppose you never knew
Just how much I thought of you
And as the cracks between us grew
I just didn't know what to do
And then I heard you'd slipped away
Like all those fleeting yesterdays
I wish I could have made you stay
It's much too late now anyway
You can never go home again...
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12. |
Floating Away
03:20
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(Instrumental)
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Simon Waldram Nottinghamshire
English singer-songwriter / indie-rocker / sound-sculptor making music from the margins since the early 2000s.
Also one half of the bands Cakesloth and The Dream at the End of the World.
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