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Outerlimits
01:26
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i can hear you in these walls and ive tried barking but you dont care at all and ill sing everything out of tune just to try and startle you and one day soon these walls will be filled with things nobody needs so you just keep doing what you do until my will belongs to you and i could write you circles just to keep you going round and i would give you my beats just to see you how turned out cos you were so much better than i could ever be cos i'm the OUTERLIMITS and you are everything between
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Country Walking
03:28
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for the first two lines of this one i was chewing bubblegum and i'm not really trying with this fresh upon my tongue if i told you to be cool would you be cool like when we met cos there's something in the architecture shaking me to death and i think i could have warned you if i really tried and i think ive gone and blown it with the c4 in my lines
and this terrible metaphor is all you deserve and this chewing gum lasted longer than her and was sweeter than it is to be loved by you
COUNTRY WALKING is for friends of us not friends of theirs you were only crossing on the steps to bring bad luck on them and everybody knows whats going on in the whole world cos everything is trending makes my psychic powers worse and nothing i can do will make this any better cos i'm not going clear or crossing out all of your hurt your feelings are forever like bloodstains upon the sheets your feelings are forever like that crackle in your knee
another metaphor maybe a simile
im not as bold as brass or as busy as a bee
but im as in love with you
as lizzy and darcy
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Tiny Ides
02:13
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you're frozen falafel in the halogen oven
and i'm the way that you shake
the fault in your eyes
heaven to break
hell skating on ice
youre half flat coke with too much ice
and with no straw
but youre still mine
youre all sugar
youre the salt in the sea
fiery rock in the sky
that no-one else sees
and i'm swimming
youre the current
youre a secret
and you show it
and im never gonna leave while youre out there
paddling in the sea with the otters
and reading the tea leaves
well it's hot chocolate!
and as the foam clings to the side
like time to watches
i see lungs and TINY IDES
(and it marches)
and on your tiptoes you're my height
(and that matters)
cos as you step off the bus
you'll see my eyes as i depart
as you go on with my heart
to ca$h converters near the park
and you wont see me cry a single tear on your behalf
i love you
its how i know
this is real
so thaw me out
won't you darlin
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Dying in Space
03:59
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what a place you have been i stood watching you twirl from a distant white star you never got very far i spun alone into space dreaming of watery places
a place where i should been
a love that i could have dreamed
on a journey you left
and oh how you could've died
what a ponderous thing
in a rocket you fly
I AM BURNING TO DEATH on a big shiny star
so lets both hold our breath
as we swim for a while
and we'll never get wet
oh hear our goodbyes as i cling to your arm
i go all numb inside and my blood boils for you
heres to the part where we die
oh what a rush
and my spacesuit was keeping me from really touching you for a minute or two of oxygen between us i told you to hold your breath and close your eyes cos i just wanna kiss you goodnight
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Death of Girls
02:44
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we broke the hoops around our heads cos we're too tall to be heaven sent our wings are torn and made of lead from our descent
amongst the scattered notes i wrote fires to keep our bodies warm and i will keep on writing more cos you sleep in tones of which id dialed to hear the DEATH OF GIRLS that i know died before
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Slate
03:25
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i dont know which door deserves my axe so i'll attack with great esteem set fire to your street breathe in all the charcoal that's burning your knees and you know the powers that you hold are wearing out
what rain were you listening to today
was it bouncing off the SLATE
or filling up the bowls upon your kitchen floor (another problem for your walls) and you know the clouds will always cease but never cease to be so scream a little louder
and see and see and see and see
who really cares
cos its not me
and it all seemed like a dream
the orange summer leaves
glowing in the night
more vividly than i
through the bellowing of smoke
i remember chestnuts roasting in your walls
SUDDENLY I KNEW I WAS ASLEEP
AND I CAN FEEL YOUR BREATH
THIS IS JUST A DREAM
AND THE CHESTNUTS ARE YOUR HAIR
I CAN FEEL MACHINES NOW A PART OF ME
YOUR HANDS IN MY CHEST
LIKE A LOVE I BARELY SAID
I DIDNT START THIS FIRE
IT CAME TO MEET ME HERE
COS I'M ABOUT TO SLEEP
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hey baby i saw you walking barefoot through the snow in your whitest dressing gown and i tried to follow but your footprints they were swallowed by the river that you were obsessing about and i could walk on water but i don't think that i'd bother come haunt me please i dare you and i set fire to your ghost and i will drink your bone marrow and watch leviathans tell stories about me and i will make a fucking cake and every layer that i bake will be the sickest most insipid kind of hell outside its raining and all your shitty bands are playing on the radio and its driving me insane and ill keep on always singing these songs and drinking fruity ciders through pink straws and we'll haunt you while you're smoking and i lit matches in your room as we sat and watched cartoons and i saw cracks in you that you were losing light through so i grab the sellotape but it was way way too late and you kept losing things that i had grown attached to and you attack and scratch my back and i undone the zip you had and we just said goodbye and those goodbyes we stuck to we just parted ways and forgot the way you shone through and as the pitter patter rain comes down and youre blogging like a fucking clown about some punk rock band with better hair that you can drunk dance to about somebody else that doesnt care like i do so drink your WHITE RUSSIAN you know want to so drink your white russian your bones will thank you
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Ship Song
02:41
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we can write ourselves a brand new set of rules
ones where magic and the nightmares that i have could seep on through
we could wish upon a star and itd come true
fight off every demon thats ever made a home in you
and i would settle for a gesture from an unfamiliar face
or a selfless act amongst this sea of self
i would sing you every song that could ever make you smile
in hopes that you could sing those songs to someone else
if i fell out of your ship
would you let me in again so i could pick up all my things?
we could maybe take a trip
to a little place i know
where the world forgets to do what its been told
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Tendons
01:57
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so i lifted my brain to the skylight once again and i saw faults and i saw cracks that you had made and it was caught in my teeth and i had nothing to floss with so i used TENDONS from your arms and from your legs and your heart it was a shell that i had outgrown long ago so i went searching for a new place to pump your blood and it was fine oh so fine it was fine all the time and i could be in your arms like tendons should
giving strength so you can carry all your blood
in cups we stole from restaurants
spilling drops that make you up
and like a shell on the shore
your old heart echoes like the sea
and waits for a new love
a new blood!
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Churches
03:30
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i think you are heaven sent because you have the scent of cheap red wine on you and every time you walk into a room you sing about how the world is small and dying and we still have each other and we dont need our bodies cos the stars can fuck one another and i appreciate the sentiment and if there is no god i will make one up for you from all my little nerve endings from boiling up my blood in a pot upon your kitchen stove until my heart is done im sure ill leave my body and you can fucking have it
and the world it keeps on spinning and i am on a comet and everything you say or do is kinda boring and i couldnt give a fuck about how you got drunk and how your ex is crazy and having a new baby and sure i think CHURCHES are pretty and some people like the comfort but i prefer to see the beauty in the fleetingness of us and i think i like the mystery of how you are so pretty and how someday we'll be gone (us and all our little songs)
and im boxing in my stables as the swallows nest around me and i think of every situation i've ever been found in and how each could be my last i tried remembering my lines cos if im going out im going out with a good lie about how i always loved you i did all the things i said how i was always scared but saw the good where good could get
how ill see you in the ether
and ill never forget
cos least i cared enough
to tell you things i think i meant
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