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I See Blue

by Bears In Trees

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I see you bang your head against everything Try and ride my bike up the stairs Burn everything we robbed from them Cut the power make like we were never there It’s night like these We roll till we drop There’s honour among thieves It’s all that we’ve got Leave all of your possessions We won’t need them anymore We aim for transcendence Or at least to get up off the floor It’s nights like these We roll till we drop There’s honour among thieves It’s all that we’ve got Break out of this party We can’t use the front door Because you gave ‘em a fake name Before they quickly broke my jaw Do you think they’ll remember us We won’t remember them And then we’ll wake up the next evening And do it all again It’s night like these We roll till we drop There’s honour among thieves It’s all that we’ve got Mother help me Madonna and child I am so hungry Help me to reconcile And she said “If you want forgiveness Then get up off your knees You’ve got to find it for yourself Stop asking St Anthony” It’s nights like
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Cry me a river Goddamn cry me a sea Flood this room with ocean water Fuck it, life’s a beach Turn my skin a pale blue Rip the colour our my hair I see in grey I see in grey I see in grey everywhere Reading Sylvia Plath and Murakami Words ripped right out of my Sixth form diary I cannot stand the hand that traces Mangled words across your floodlit faces Oh Oh no what a pleasant surprise it was To see you last Saturday night We had So much to talk about I’m so glad We could talk it out But there’s a headache in my chest Could you cut it out? Could you cut it out? And there’s a beating in my head Could you knock me out? Could you knock me out? Could you please Well Trash the moped Bring me a dial Maybe later we can start a goddamn Garden Fire This must not be who I am There’s still so much to do Everything happens so much I see in grey I see in grey I see blue Oh Oh no what a terrible mistake it was To see you on a day like today We had So little to talk about But such little room Between each others mouths But there’s a headache in my chest Could you cut it out? Could you cut it out? And there’s a beating in my head Could you knock me out? Could you knock me out? Could you please But there’s a headache in my chest Could you cut it out? Could you cut it out? And there’s a beating in my head Could you knock me out? Could you knock me out? Could you please
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don't drink coffee before bed please don't call me ever again
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I keep lighting fires and I keep punching walls I keep holding my breath and I keep poking holes OOOO I keep smashing glasses and I keep falling down I lay in the piece and I keep rolling around OOOO I can sleep on my sofa and you can sleep in my bed I’ll never feel whole but your as close as I’ll get OOOO Well you can be the husband I can be your wife We can pretend we can cope with real life White picket fences and stable jobs Three little faces and a couple of dogs Yeah You can be the husband I can be your wife We can pretend we’ll get over our strife Having conversations we’ve never had before You’ll be drinking whisky as I walk out the door I walk to the sea front And I jump in fully clothed And I keep wandering aimless And, well, shit, I don’t even know OOOO I keep starting fires and I keep punching walls And I keep holding my breath ‘cause I’m nothing at all
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I Am Cold 03:37
Don’t talk about the weather I wanna know what makes you sick Tell me bout your sneezes Your coughs and your diseases We’ll find common ground In the aches that get us down I’m getting better I am getting worse Would you hold me please Yosarian Well I cut my hair And I stopped my meds Cause I could not conquer My split ends I would do absolutely anything to feel New again To feel new (I feel new again!) I’m getting better I am getting worse Would you hold me please Yosarian This is my handle And this is my spout These are the words That fall out of my mouth Paper planes off my tongue Gums run black with ink You promised I wouldn’t feel a thing And these are my friends And these are my fears Holding my hand Whilst I’m close to tears Together we can figure it out Together we can figure it out!! Together we can figure it out !!! I’m getting better I am getting worse Would you hold me please Yosarian I’m cold I’m cold I am cold I am cold I am cold Ah FUCK!

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dedicated to friends, past and present.

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released August 23, 2019

Have you ever had one of those nights? Where the air is laced with wine and every movement becomes a slow dance? Where total freedom breaks into new absurdity? Where tomorrow doesn’t matter and you don’t care what anyone else thinks of you because right now is everything and you are everyone? Where you find reconciliation for your entire being in the love you share with friends and the freedom you share? Where you find divinity in the dead of night?

All songs written by Bears in Trees
Recorded and Mixed by George Berry at Subfrantic Recordings
Additional Programming by Alex Robson
Artwork by Mags Luckhurst
Photography by Katie McLellan-Salisbury

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