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1.
Softly, give me one good reason to tell ‘em anything It’s not me, just wondering are glass trophies more profound When the ceiling comes down? Though baby, baby, baby pet names are wasted on me Maybe rhyming syllables is cynical Not meant for me Softly, whither under the predatory gaze Photos of her that you don’t know Though her dreams are great And save me, save me, save me from my hoarded gold Maybe they’re making features, creatures, to bleach her And I’m too old Shadows of cathedrals, candy, and midnight walks Paying homage to the omens that we thought, lost, and forgot Scream Yeah Point me anywhere but home from here Softly, the floorboards sing and warp better than I Except for the rose, dressed in my clothes No I still don’t know how to get high And tell me, tell me, tell me without using your words Maybe hell is this and I am feverish Too sick to hurt Songs that aren’t ours, broken simple machines, and early dark Feeling safer than you should when I love the bittersweet of the park Scream Yeah Point me anywhere but home from here Tears you can’t cry, outgrowing asking why, and minimum wage Giving distance to the runners ‘n’ hate to fabricate strength from rage Scream Yeah Point me anywhere but home from here Point me anywhere but home from here
2.
Because if anything happens by happenstance I don’t wanna be the one who failed to take a chance lord I sure would And if anyone grew a coat of arms for a king, stopped harm when they taught red to sing, then call me Robin Hood I sure would I sure would I sure would, I sure would Give me noble steeds on my feet so I can read shit and weep And still find tune Give me a heart-wrenching beat so I can end in my sleep And still come through And when I look like myself make me question what else I could do To answer a past for no one who asked Do you approve? Because if anything happens by happenstance I don’t wanna be the one who failed to take a chance lord I sure would And if anyone grew a coat of arms for a king, stopped harm when they taught red to sing, then call me Robin Hood I sure would Because your mama’s gone die and your daddy’s still eyes closed in Mexico Yeah your mama can fly and your daddy won’t try to find what he don’t know And I’m breaking down time just to find the right line to let you know How I’m writhin’ inside and my anxious mind won’t tell me so I sure would go Take me out of my clothes so when I listen I know That this is real Take care my disease can’t see dark from the trees So my skin doesn’t peel And when the worst way to see you is how I could be you And your steel It shakes out the cores of the corners and doors I resigned to feel Because your mama’s gone die and your daddy’s still eyes closed in Mexico Yeah your mama can fly and your daddy won’t try to find what he don’t know And I’m breaking down time just to find the right line to let you know How I’m writhin’ inside and my anxious mind won’t tell me so I sure would go Because if anything happens by happenstance I don’t wanna be the one who failed to take a chance lord I sure would Because your mama’s gone die and your daddy’s still eyes closed in Mexico Yeah your mama can fly and your daddy won’t try to find what he don’t know And I’m breaking down time just to find the right line to let you know How I’m writhin’ inside and my anxious mind won’t tell me so I sure would go I sure would, I sure would
3.
BEARS!! 03:51
There’s a lullaby I remember That I credit with my proximity to song There’s my momma’s voice in the embers So safe, warm and strong And for all the rightness in that nursery It gets just one thing about hell wrong I’m not religious, just suspicious But even I’ve been playing dead all along Let’s say there were bears Over there, with the stare Not like the nursery rhyme Claws in the air And while I’ve grown Oh not enough to be left alone So I’m scared Let’s say there was fire Burning higher, trees inspire How it branches out Walking the wire And while I’ve cried Oo my bones are running dry I’m a liar So coddle me Close my ideals Hold my frame to the floor Send double agents To reject my appeals All eleven times of ‘For’ Second personhood nobody speaks of Would could divide into more Now alarm, way-o, way-o Way-o, way-o-oh There’s a bear Over there, with the stare Not like the nursery rhyme Claws in the air And while I’ve grown Oh not enough to be left alone So I’m scared There’s a couch Hear me out, hurting ouch Red leather speaks Volumes about And while I’ve been lost Oo just last week I almost forgot I can’t get out So indulge me The princess to be Put a tiny crown on my head Make me king Tell me songs are mine to sing And then ask me to choose you instead Significant changes seem so strange that It must be a nightmare in bed So awake, way-o, way-o Way-o, way-o-oh Lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu- by, by, by Lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu- by, by, by Lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu-lu- by, by, by To all my bears, everywhere, good night
4.
I’m such a man, that I’m a fool I feel like a tree that’s overgrown I cry each day inside my bones Like a hatchling trying to fly home When it gets dark, it’s easy to love The day we learn to hold it in I speak the truth, honest to God But we’re not perfect like the serpent is I am a raindrop, I am your skin I am the voice that you travel in I am the sailor and you are the wind Honest to God, I am marking it When I get tired, I’ll be alone Stumbling drunk on a bet I won And all of the drinks that came before Felt like proud men I’ve barely known My pride is a poison, my pride is a saint Pride is a pendant worn on your chain And love won’t see pride, love will see pain Love will meet eyes on a rainy day Love is a raindrop, love is your skin Love is the voice that you travel in Love is the sailor and you are the wind Honest to God, I am marking it This is a raindrop, this is your skin This is the voice that you travel in This is the sailor and you are the wind Honest to God, I am marking it. I am marking it

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What happens when two songwriters live in a house on Sherwood Avenue: a concept EP on going home at the end of the day.

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released April 13, 2017

Producer - Lydia Claire
Executive Producer - Jay Hodgson
Engineering/Editing/Mixing by Lydia Claire
Mastering by Jay Hodgson

Recording space donated by the Popular Music program at The University of Western Ontario

Patience, love, and the living room donated by Emily Dunning

The collaborators of RAGE POPCORN would like to thank both Mr. President and The Land of Bullshit for the inspiration and subject matter they provided to our creative cause.

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Lydia Wilton London, Ontario

These are the records that I make by myself. The other ones are at namelessfriends.bandcamp.com.

Formerly of Kingston, ON. Currently of London, ON.

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