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dear god, dear god, believe me now,
this isn't how things looked
one min, one minute before now,
but i did all that i could
to turn, to turn out of the way
of trouble's ugly grasp,
but to my surprised and widened eyes,
we spun like pin balls on the glass.
one March, my brother placed the ball
five times before it didn't fall
atop the tee he'd set for me,
and i swung.
one warm and stormy day i knew,
the tallest trees in wind all blew,
the clouds rolled out on evening's brow,
lightning stung.
we've sat, we've sat on grassy hills
like this before, you and i,
but mud and blood have never felt
so cold as now i die.
oh love, oh love sing with me now
before my breath runs out.
take one last good look at me now
before our headlights fade out.
one March, my brother placed the ball
five times before it didn't fall
atop the tee he'd set for me
and i swung.
one warm and stormy day i knew
the tallest trees in wind all blew,
the clouds rolled out on evening's brow,
lightning stung.
i've tied so many laces
i've run so many races
i've been so many places
is this really the last?
i've said so many graces
i've left so many spaces
i've seen so many faces
is yours really the last?
it all happened so fast
it all happened so fast
it all happened so fast
it all happened so
it all happened so fast
it all happened so fast
it all happened so fast
it all happened so fast.
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well if i were a dictator and i had my birthday party catered
i'd hire a long queue of waiters to offer me strawberry milkshake after strawberry milkshake,
and if i could pilot an airplane, i'd fly it over oceans and back again
and i'd park it in my front yard so as to have an escape, in case of an earthquake, in case of an earthquake,
and if i were a tree, i'd be the tallest tree that i could be,
but not so tall that children's noses would bleed if they climbed me,
and if i were a mountain, i'd be a hollow mountain you could run about in,
you could let out a "hello!" and hear the echo, echo, echo...
and if you're asking me "Katie, how many buildings have you built lately?"
well the answer is "none, but i've sure had some fun, i've sure had some fun."
and if you're asking yourself maybe you wanna join me in all things crazy,
well climb aboard, son, cause there's still room for one, there's still room for one.
and if i were a tree i'd be the tallest tree that i could be,
but not so tall that children's noses would bleed if they climbed me,
and if i were a mountain i'd be a hollow mountain you could run about in.
you could let out a "hello!" and hear the echo, echo, echo...
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you look so weary from a distance
you breathe out old age
behind your eyes there's a shadow
darkenin' your face
why are you crying like a desert?
why are you bleeding like a stone?
when will you find that even sad things are better
when you're not so alone?
what could my mouth say to you
to change your mind?
and if my lips explored you
what would they find?
am i just crazy or are you petrified, dear
by the sight of my skin?
what happened to the days we used to tell each other
what we were thinkin'?
it's been a winter since i've had a sunburn
it's been an autumn too
it's been a summer since i've had a lover
oh i almost had you
what could my mouth say to you
to change your mind?
oh if my lips explored you
what would they find?
what could my mouth say to you
to change your mind?
oh if my lips explored you
what would they find?
what would they find?
what would they find?
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Mother, Mother
04:03
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darkness comes and goes
the light will save only those
who see, who see where it's gone
who see, who see where it's gone
war is made by hands
and eyes and feet and plans
it's me, it's me, me and i.
it's me, it's me and i.
we all have it in us
we all have it in
we all have it in us
we all have it in
mother, mother, mother
who will i be?
a good or bad, a good or bad to thee?
mother, mother, mother
how can i keep
my soul from going, soul from going so low
and what can i do
and what can i do
and what can i do
and what can i do
that isn't you
nothing, nothing, nothing
no
nothing, nothing, nothing
nothing, nothing, nothing
nothing, nothing, nothing,
nothing, nothing, nothing,
nothing nothing n...
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The Existential Forest
02:37
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the trees are falling down all
over the broken ground and
someone is bound, is bound to hear.
the mothers with their sons or
the fathers with their guns or
the daughters sleeping through the year.
well the bark it likes to twist turn-
ning to Mrs. and Mr.
Lovely, who do not love each other.
and the leaves revealing faces who
give kisses just in case this
doesn't work out in their favor.
well empty forests aren't so empty but
the beds are when the boys leave,
nothing can keep them in the tree.
and the sky it is quite lengthy,
reminding them that they're free.
what is there left to do but leave?
and he kept them
oh he kept them from leaving
and we wept them
oh how we wept them for leaving.
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Drag A Frown Around
03:12
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who are you talking to?
this is an empty room.
i have discovered you,
now what am i to do?
don't drag a frown around
on days that wear you down,
don't throw your words around
to shatter on the ground.
ooo
where are you running to?
a train won't make you new.
the sky's the same old blue,
the world'll follow you.
you'll drag a frown around
through every other town,
you'll throw your words around
to shatter on a different ground.
ooo
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Sit And Wonder
03:23
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if i could remember his face and how it felt against mine,
if i could remember his hands and how they felt on my spine,
i'd sit and wonder, sit and wonder, sit and wonder my life away.
if i could remember his hair and how it looked in the wind,
if i could remember his lips and how they felt on my skin,
i'd sit and wonder, sit and wonder, sit and wonder my life away.
whatever happened to me?
whatever happened to you?
whatever happened to we?
and what, what can i do?
if i could remember his arms and how they felt around me,
if i could remember his love and how it felt inside me,
i'd sit and wonder, sit and wonder, sit and wonder my life away.
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People Live In Houses
04:30
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it's like coming inside to your kitchen when you were young,
inside from play for a glass of water, it was
hard for your eyes to see.
hard to adjust to the inside light, it was so
dark and so dim cause the sun was so bright outside
outside.
my favorite things in my grandmother's kitchen were her carpet
with the fringes on the end
and her two traffic lights that hung from the chain on her ceiling fan.
she always gave us ginger ale, she always gave us ginger ale,
and we played in the backyard in the dead grass and the
fig tree that grew there.
well people live in houses and they get older and move out
and they don't live there anymore.
people live in houses and they get older and move out
cause they can't climb the stairs anymore.
once when i was little my father took me to see his old house
in the woods.
when we went back ten years later there was no old house there,
just the woods.
people live in houses and they get older and move out
and start a family.
yeah people live in houses and they get older and move out
and then there's just trees where their houses used to be.
trees will keep a'growing unless there's a nuclear explosion
and they can't do it anymore.
or maybe trees will start a'glowing cause of nuclear exposure
and grow taller than before.
well the earth is everlasting, it'll remain the last thing
unless we blow it up.
but the space that it is taking is even more everlasting
cause we can't blow it up.
memories are beaten by time, but they aren't eaten by time.
memories are black and whitened, sepiad, and colored by time.
houses they get older, they get colder every winter,
and they change hands constantly.
memories don't grow older, they get warmer every summer,
they change hands through storytelling.
it's like coming inside to your kitchen when you were young
inside from play for a glass of water, it was
hard for your eyes to see.
hard to adjust to the inside light, it was so
dark and so dim cause the sun was so bright outside
outside.
it's like walking and talking in black and white.
it's like walking and talking in black and white.
it's like walking and talking in black and white.
it's like walking and talking in black and white.
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We're All Alive
06:29
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dreams are flying to
heads on pillows on beads on
mattresses have threads and springs and glue
they bend and bow and
form a hole when they are (old)
old's becoming new
it grows in cycles like dirty icicles
that drip when spring is due
and latch on gutters and crash on little
flowers pushing through
the lightest dusting of white snow resting on
brown grass understood
why the sun takes his color up all the
time is slow to tell
it's faultless faceless in aging ages
(age is) a wrinkle on your brow
children don't know that skin's not forever like
love is all you need
not food or water, warmth or
shelter keeps you out of summer rain
that cools the swelter so the heat cant melt her in your arms
she's there for good
her skin is growing into yours
you're joining at the pores
now you're the same
there's no one clawing at the door
you're dry from the rain is all outside
outside your lips
outside your kiss
and it is bliss and then you die
but your children's babies will build you cities
and your eyes become the night
you're a star in darkness
watching love and likeness in the faces far and wide
you're the Great Grand Greatness of a hundred ages
and they all have got your nose
and some your ears and lips
and some your tears but they'll be fine
they'll learn to grow
just like you did in the rain when love made you alive.
alive
alive
alive
we're all alive
alive
alive
alive
we're all alive
alive
alive
alive
we're all alive
alive
alive
alive
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Your Everything
04:40
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it's not what you are thinkin',
it's worse, and i am stricken, i am..
it's not our bodies breakin',
but our hearts from foolish thinkin', mm..
and i don't wanna hold on
and i don't wanna go on
alone
no one will ever be
all you need
no one makes you complete
no one should ever be
your everything.
we've got some holes to fill in
"with what?" our hearts are askin'.
and it hurts to be decidin',
but self worth is not a heart to hide in, to hide in.
and we can, can hold on
and we can, can go on
alone
cause no one could ever be
all you need
no one makes you complete
no one should ever be
your everything
no one will ever be
all you need
no one makes you complete
no one should ever be
your everything
your everything
your everything
your everything
your everything
your everything
your everything
your everything
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The Summer Wilderness
02:10
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the summer wilderness
is sun and berry blessed
the lively forest
we call a home
my darling farrah-leigh
you are a symphony
a brook so babbling
crystal in song
and our faces' symmetry
is bright with ecstasy
our lungs will barely breathe
in lighter air.
and our hair a wild sea
of brown and gold and green
our voices echoing
so high and clear
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Bigger Dress
04:35
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i know your secrets but i'll never tell
you don't know what my name is but it's just as well
you're getting taller as the weeks progress
i'm getting smaller in a bigger dress
a duller party on a duller night
i like the angles when they're not so bright
the same old motion, yeah the same old twitch,
you're like the filled cup i'm about to ditch.
oh if i had money
or delicate shoulders
or if i were older
would i be better?
if i had a sharp tongue
a picturesque jaw bone
or if i drank alone
would i be better?
would i be better?
i don't think so.
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The Sound Of Snow
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Katie Dill
Katie Dill is a musician and comedian living in Philadelphia, PA. Singer/songwriter from the band Mean Lady as well. email thekatiedill@gmail.com
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