Checkout Line

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Street lamps will imitate while I continue to hesitate,
I cannot translate this to English.
Perpetual state of stillness fills us with this mind numbing illness.
And I cannot move, I cannot move.
You went away, I never changed.
I wrote you letters I never intend to send.
I once was rational, now I’m impulsive
I’m one of those people who buy junk food in the checkout line.

And I have to stop spending my time in this checkout line.
And I have to stop spending my time in this checkout line.

I stay quiet, I stay in my place.
Wrapped in warm blankets, your name written all over my face.
I see you beneath a grey woollen sky
I fell for you but I’m so damn shy.
Out of bed I fall and bounce off this once white wall,
Down the stairs I go. These days I only have time to walk slow.
Wait for the day when silence will stop
And conversation flows freely and boundaries will drop.

And I have to stop waiting for somebody else to talk.
And I have to stop waiting for somebody else to talk.

My feet are planted in this old Georgian house
When I try to speak to you the words never get past my mouth.
I lay on the steps with a page white blank face
You sat rolling a cigarette, a look of concentration on your face.
This place is haunted, this place makes you think.
All I ever wanted was to act without a thought.
I dreamt of movement, I dreamt of travelling.
I’d trace these routes across my skin pierced in red framed in porcelain.

I have to start learning to walk all over again.
I have to start learning to walk all over again.

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from Wren, released April 1, 2011

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