1. |
Even Out
03:42
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I have got things to even out
But you’ve been gone for months and now
I can try to say
What you need is what you see.
It’s been a real weird year.
Filled with fear
And it’s not clear
That you’re not here -
That you’re not near.
You’re not here.
You’re not here.
Life is pretty different now
I’m having fun
I’m going out.
But I won’t shout
‘Til mourning light.
Let’s end this fight -
I’ll be alright.
Yeah,
You’re something new
You’ve changed my tune
I’m into you.
I have got things to even out
But you’ve been gone for months and now
I can try to say
What you need is what you see.
Yeah,
I am impressed
That you had guessed
That I expressed
That I’m depressed
By all this mess
But I digress
But I digress.
Yeah
It’s pretty bad
I’ll give you that
From where I’m at
Can
You stay the night?
If that’s alright,
I’ll be alright.
Yeah,
You’re something new.
You’ve changed my tune,
I’m into you.
I have got things to even out
But you’ve been gone for months and now
I can try to say
What you need is what you see.
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2. |
Cliche This Way
03:10
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I saw you sitting with my friends
I came up and tried not to pretend
I had a good time I made you laugh
Try to enjoy this while it lasts
Oh fuck now I’m out of my mind
Let me rewind I’ll show you a good time
I’m a cliche, But that’s ok
Would’ve had to happen this way
Went back to yours hung out all night
You showed me a band I hadn’t even thought about
Lent on over, locked eyes with me
Went upstairs and you laid upon me
Oh fuck now I’m out of my mind
Let me rewind I’ll show you a good time
I’m a cliche, But that’s ok
Would’ve had to happen this way
Oh fuck now I’m out of my mind
Let me rewind I’ll show you a good time
I’m a cliche, But that’s ok
Would’ve had to happen this way
Why can’t this time somehow workout
Why can’t this time somehow workout
Why can’t this time somehow workout
Why can’t this time somehow workout
Why can’t this time somehow workout
Why can’t this time somehow workout
Why can’t this time somehow workout
Oh fuck now I’m out of my mind
Let me rewind I’ll show you a good time
I’m a cliche, But that’s ok
Would’ve had to happen this way
Oh fuck now I’m out of my mind
Let me rewind I’ll show you a good time
I’m a cliche, But that’s ok
Would’ve had to happen this way
Oh fuck now I’m out of my mind
Let me rewind I’ll show you a good time
I’m a cliche, But that’s ok
Would’ve had to happen this way
Oh fuck now I’m out of my mind
Let me rewind I’ll show you a good time
I’m a cliche, But that’s ok
Would’ve had to happen this way
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3. |
Most Miss Me
04:25
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Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Lying in my bed
All those things we said
Bloody keys and broken dreams
And all those tears we shed
So much I want to say
But chose not to relay
Thoughts and melodies instead
Wont you come back to bed
Why did you go home?
Can I
Wake up
and still
face it
ageing
saving
watching
waiting
Can I
Wake up
and still
face it
ageing
saving
watching
waiting
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
This is my last song
I’ve had it for too long
Thinking of the perfect way to work out what went wrong
Come back for a day
Or maybe it’s too late?
Contemplating how it ends has never been okay
Can I
Wake up
And still
Face it
Ageing
Saving
Watching
Waiting
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
Yeah I see it, Now that I was listening
Figuring out
How that you most missed me?
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4. |
25
02:45
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Addicted to the decision to keep looking at my phone
I can feel the building anxiety of being all alone
The sudden insecurity is really starting to show
That I don’t think that I can be here all alone
25 not doing alright
Drunk and tired, give me a fright
I need to wake up, out of this mess
Give me a chance to get this off my chest
25 not doing alright
Drunk and tired, give me a fright
I need to wake up, out of this mess
Give me a chance to get this off my chest
Now I want you to know
That I’m doing much better than I was on my own
But I really want to see clearly on how I’m meant to grow
Just really, really want something to show
25 not doing alright
Drunk and tired, give me a fright
I need to wake up, out of this mess
Give me a chance to get this off my chest
25 not doing alright
Drunk and tired, give me a fright
I need to wake up, out of this mess
Give me a chance to get this off my chest
25 not doing alright
Drunk and tired, give me a fright
I need to wake up, out of this mess
Give me a chance to get this off my chest
25 not doing alright
Drunk and tired, give me a fright
I need to wake up, out of this mess
Give me a chance to get this off my chest
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5. |
Unoit
06:43
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6. |
Daylesford
04:08
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I’m writing this song
Tears flowing down my face
Words keep struggling to come out
Disappeared without a trace
I wish I could’ve said what’s right
I wish I could’ve shown
My love for you in that moment
And what I’d see you through
I know it can be hard
To think that I don’t care
Im telling you with all my soul
I want to be with you there
You are my heart
You are my mind
I love you
I miss you
Sarah
Our Home in the country
Grandkids in the garden
You and me watching lovingly
I still make you laugh
You’re my everything
These are the best times
The best times that never happened.
Im glad to hear you’re happy
But its really hard to see
That this is not affecting you
The same way it is me
Longing for your call
Telling me this isn’t real
You’re waiting at my door
This isn’t how you feel
My mind flickers back so constantly
I knew who I was supposed to be
I changed, I grew, I cried for you
for all the the things we’d said we’d do
The last moments we had together linger hauntingly
To think I could’ve changed it all
If I spoke honestly
You are my life
I’d do anything for you
I love you
I miss you
Sarah
Our Home in the country
Grandkids in the garden
You and me watching lovingly
I still make you laugh
You’re my everything
These are the best times
The best times that never happened.
Our Home in the country
Grandkids in the garden
You and me watching lovingly
I still make you laugh
You’re my everything
These are the best times
The best times that never happened.
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Albert Salt Melbourne, Australia
Albert Salt personifies eclecticism in music – seamlessly spanning genres and projects of distinct variation. His classical training and musical agility have seen him perform with the likes of Client Liaison, Kele, Boy & Bear, Jinja Safari, Safia and Julia Stone. ... more
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