1. |
Call Off the Dawn
00:57
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call off the dawn dɔːn
so I can stay
see the lazy cars
and thirsty teenage
boys and girls to taste
I don’t know what
Darling I know nothing
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2. |
Cold
03:23
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cold outside
colder inside
getting crowded by the past
I need to be alone to get through...
if I slipped away
who would hound you?
remote satellites amid stars
sentimental legs stretching out
murmur moon
feed the streets
I could be your astronaut now
tell me where to plant my flag boy
26 past 2
34 to 3
where have I been I don’t know
still need to be with you to get through
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3. |
Middle Child
04:49
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I’ve been trying to find out
what’s that bug in my mind
what’s keeping me imprisoned
holding on - changes come slow
though your love hit me fast
I’m bugged
I’m bad
but I won’t beg
to take me back
to take me seriously
don’t do double take
everything is fine
I grabbed my strongest weapon
I’m wielding at you now
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4. |
He Drove Away
03:54
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he drove away
he drove away
he drove
where is your tongue?
can’t hear a sound
reload the thoughts
you bought
she sits on the bed
waits for the end
I wonder
how it feels
getting the dose
who forgets those
orange notes
Well I ain’t
is this how you face?
so fucking useless
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5. |
Cats
03:42
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I need a cat
that would lick my wounds
and boost my booze
you were untrue
so take one step back
find another street
where you can be hanging
with your uncertainty
‘cause you can
push me and pull me
I’d love to be loved and
push me and pull me
I’d love to be cross
I told you don’t play with cats
don’t play with the cats
at the Freeport
two sheets to the wind
grabbing the shots
and counting the faults
I’ve made in Pécs
what a beautiful place
what a stain you left
on my friend, bipolar disorder
push me and pull me
I’d love to be loved and
push me and pull me
I’d love to be cross with
those who catch bones I did not throw
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6. |
Red Hands
03:02
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do the people think
it’s a sin?
do you really think
what you see
on the edge
being close
I mean very close
to an animal’s wits?
wearing white silk in the eye
playing red hands behind the back
does it endear me to you?
it doesn’t endear you to me
do the people think
it was me?
do you really think
what you saw
jumped out of me?
no one’s gonna fall
and no one’s gonna leave
no one’s gonna cry
nothing’s gonna hurt
except this
I don’t know about love
but I do know about grief
I’m gonna fly
no one’s gonna die after me
red hands playing in the eye
worn-out white silk on my back
it has devoured my heart
no one’s gonna fall
and no one’s gonna leave
no one’s gonna cry
nothing’s gonna hurt
except this
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7. |
Silence Swarms
01:03
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there’s nothing
giving relief
in the dark dɑːk
nasty commotion
stammering my name
when silence swarms
don’t do double take
everything is fine
I grabbed my strongest weapon
I’m wielding at you now
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8. |
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I was fourteen
and uncomfortably shy
I cut my hair
my parents eə.rənt
nearly thought
that I must be gay
or saw something
I should never have
what happened then to me
I’m sure I still won’t tell
who do I think I am?
who do I think to are?
sexy lanky girls
your collarbone
and skinny thighs
make me feel like
I am Meg from
Family Guy
so moulding myself into a form
that I will never own
sticks and barbies
wires and secateurs
we should leave this place now
to be pear-shaped and fertile
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9. |
Old-dressed Sir
04:04
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I am empty
you’re the only …r
I’ve been simply
on your journey
but I’m hopeless
and you’re old-dressed
dear sir
I am empty
you’re the only
way to feel
something like love
to feel something
don’t state that you’re in
don’t state
don’t
Because in doesn’t exist at all
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10. |
0226
03:53
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let there be light
lighten my burden
tear the curtain
make this room shine
there’s nothing to hide
I put my shirt on
we think of the same thing
we want the same thing
making this room shine
there’s nothing to hide
make this room shine
there’s nothing to grudge
nothing to hide
nothing
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11. |
Fringes
04:35
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fringes
itching to squeeze your chest
wringing the mind, the neck
inching
closer
to the deep-end
let you in - I let you in
I’m a ...
a grisly mad woman of 19
she’s freaked you out
hasn’t she
dropped you in the deep-end
it goes down, down
let you down - let you in
I let you in
I’m a …
silence
silence
I can’t help being a fringe
itching to squeeze your chest
wringing the mind, the neck
I can’t help being a fringe
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Cedar Knoll Pécs, Hungary
cedar knoll.
a grunge band since 2018. a name hard to spell. a company of weirdos stammering on the stage,
struggling over and over to play the right notes. trying to cook up something nice and true.
so much to say, too nervous to tell.
whatever.
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