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Lost in a Dream
03:04
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Lost in a dream,
Lost in a dream and,
Lost in a dream,
Lost in a dream and,
Gone again,
Caught underneath
Caught underneath and,
Caught underneath
Caught underneath and,
The water’s rising.
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Let me stay hanging up in the sky,
I don’t have any place to land,
Just to float there suspended in time,
Like a bird on the strong wind’s hand,
All my horizons would soften and curve,
And the fears would fall behind,
Ears unable to hear any cry,
For the roar of the wind rushing by
Lost in a dream and gone again
Take me back to how it was,
I can not suffer the change,
The vertigo of freedom found,
Had me missing my old chains,
The ones I tried so hard to shed,
Were they really worth their wait?
Shackles and walls keep you slow and small,
But at least your path is narrow and straight,
Lost in a dream and gone again,
Do you recall how it was,
Do you recall how it was,
Do you recall how it was,
Take me back to how it was,
Take me back to how it was,
Take me back to how it was,
Take me back to how it was.
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3. |
Autopilot Life
04:09
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Never felt it much before today,
But now i feel it, it’s here to stay,
Now I feel it, it won’t go away, away.
Thought I’d been in such a conscious state,
Until the dream ends and I’m wide awake,
Until the dream ends, and the realisations come in waves
Caught me off guard,
Autopilot life,
I’ve had enough,
Of chasing all my time
Never seen it once before today,
But now I see it, it’s here to stay,
Now I see it, it won’t go away, away
Caught me off guard,
Autopilot life,
I’ve had enough,
Of chasing all my time
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4. |
Hold a Grudge
06:01
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We look just fine your hand in mine,
But it’s slipping out from time to time,
We took the bet that you could forget,
But I guess we’ve been pot deep for a while,
I want to go back to making my own kind of luck,
Even if it’s bad,
And back over there, I bet nobody cares one little bit,
Which one of us is mad,
You’ve got nothing to hide,
So you can hold mine up,
I lied about something before,
So now you hold a grudge,
Taking my time, holding on to what’s mine,
I’ll sit around feeling nothing but fine,
Who would’ve thought, we’d only been taught falling in love,
Never how to keep it alive,
So nuance and need, over novelty and ease,
But sometimes lord I’m losing sleep,
And there was a time with time out of mind,
And back then you didn’t mind losing it with me,
You’ve got nothing to hide,
So you can hold mine up,
I lied about something before,
So now you hold a grudge,
Lighten up baby
We can both just go on hating my guts,
I don’t want to leave,
Just to come back to you ill at ease,
I don’t want to stay,
Just to sleep in a doubtful haze,
In time,
Do we all find our piece of mind?
Lighten up baby,
We can’t both just go on hating our time,
No, no,
Let it go.
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5. |
Bad for Me
04:38
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Man what’s wrong with you?
Are we back at school?
Man what’s wrong with you?
You’re just a bully,
I shouldn’t hang around,
Hang around with you,
You’re so bad, bad for me,
You try to make a fool,
Make a fool of me,
And I make it so,
easy it seems,
I shouldn’t hang around,
Hang around with you,
You’re so bad, bad, bad for me,
And I don’t know what to say,
When you’re right there behind me,
And I just want to leave,
But I’m desperate for the company,
And I know I should,
Have more self esteem,
But it’s harder for,
All your chiseling,
I shouldn’t hang around,
Hang around with you,
You’re so bad, bad for me,
You’re so bad, bad, bad for me.
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6. |
Greener Grass
06:25
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I think I’ve got an addiction,
I’m gonna sell all my fun,
A cathartic release of caring,
Can only serve you for so long,
All this entertainment,
Has got me feeling numb,
Got to pull some weight boys,
And do what I should’ve done,
Watching the horror of slavery,
From your designer cotton three piece suite,
Choosing your eggs so carefully,
Then eat fast food meat ironically,
Can’t afford to give to charity,
For all the streaming service subscription fees,
Can’t miss which kings gets killed off this week,
i was never gonna bring about world peace anyway,
Still I dwell upon all I’m missing out on,
Greener grass never faded,
What can I achieve being so ill at ease,
Our privilege is wasted
Stranded at the regional airport,
Delayed babies and business men,
A din of nervous laughter and wisdom,
Waiting for something real to land,
To get back to our usual lives,
But how are those any different,
Face-saving smiles and never crying,
And everyones an expert on what you're missing,
Jealous of my peers,
With relative success,
And I'm stifling my fears,
Just trying to comprehend,
What I should be doing next,
To make a single upwards step,
When all I should be focused on is,
making something good before I'm dead,
Still I dwell upon all I’m missing out on,
Greener grass never faded,
What can we achieve being so ill at ease,
Our privilege is wasted
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7. |
Isn't That Better?
02:49
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8. |
Lake Geneva
04:02
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A summer walking over ice,
Under steel and concrete pires,
Oh the reverie of the times,
Until an apathetic shrug of a sacrifice,
And a window seat farewell,
To my city lights,
And time just speeding away,
Less the passing of the day,
Than my will just slipping ‘til it fades,
So I make plans for tomorrow again,
Some hope in the morning,
And an afternoon malaise,
And I felt a water rising,
From a creek into a sea,
Saw the darkness in the deep, oh lord,
I swear Lake Geneva rose right over me,
Sun hot and hanging low,
Bends the air above the road,
And I peer through the kaleidoscope,
Only strangers rushing back and forth,
Like the ferry boats,
All some place to go,
Me I lost my momentum,
And just start heading home,
And I felt a water rising,
From a creek into a sea,
Saw the darkness in the deep, oh lord,
I swear Lake Geneva rose right over me,
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9. |
Chelsea
07:07
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Everything in my day is swayed to searchin,
For any sign of you,
Without a care for what I'm blind to,
Or any kind of truth,
Just a reference in conversation,
Or the title of a magazine,
And when name hits lord I feel it,
the absence and the longing in between,
Still sometimes I wish I'd made it known,
Just how much I thought of it,
All our exploration felt like home,
Until you're pulled out of a dream,
And the cold water reality hits.
And I come back following my home ties,
Return to old habits just like old times,
And everybody's talking about our summer town,
But I wish was in Chelsea,
With her snow all coming down,
Girl I knew what to say on our last day,
But I just couldn’t say it,
Will we ever speak what we really feel,
We just doubt and downplay it,
Still sometimes I wish I'd made it known,
Just how much I thought of it,
All our exploration felt like home,
Until you're pulled out of a dream,
And the cold water reality hits,
And I come back following my home ties,
Return to old habits just like old times,
And I know it's getting dark in the afternoons,
But I wish I was in Chelsea,
with her blossom all in bloom.
I want you so bad its howling inside my head,
Are we better off not worrying about regret,
If only I knew as soon as I had left,
I'd be wishin I was in Chelsea,
With her skyline silhouette
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10. |
What We're In
04:15
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Never had nobody like you,
Keep me like a well fed mule,
Make me sing the jailbird blues,
Spending our time on hold,
Raving on just to save our souls,
Wasting our best years,
Just searching for some days of old,
Keeping my phone in use,
Trying hard to tell the truth,
Never figured out what was in it for you,
And leaving no stone unturned,
That’s no way to run away from hurt,
You were dying of thirst,
And you filled your cup with a lack of bad news,
The fisherman makes his plans,
Casts his net among the other deft hands,
But to catch too soon only leaves him room,
For wild speculation on all the others he’d lose,
Never had nobody but you,
I’ll admit to playing the kid,
Tried my best to keep it hid,
But i guess my best is hit and miss,
And i know i get angry too,
You say the weather is what you choose,
Never even occured to me,
I might prefer to be with the down and out blues,
The salesman extends his hand,
Tries his best lines out for something to land,
Your latest tunes were just an outro to,
All of your arrogant beginners blues,
Never had so little to lose,
Time I’ve spent wondering on what could’ve been,
But i’ll never defend that what has gone is what we’re in,
What we’re in,
Never thought that I could win
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Miles Calder Wellington, New Zealand
Singer/songwriter Miles Calder delivers cutting lyrics with an expressive voice. A few years since the last outings with former backing band The Rumours, Miles has emerged with a revived sound, fresh songs and a new band. His new self-reflective songs move from understated folk-rock to swirling psychedelia, evoking early 70s Lennon as much as contemporaries like Kevin Morby or Father John Misty. ... more
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