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AUTUMN SUN

by jamie says...

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1.
Bite My Lip 03:40
I’d better bite my lip They fall through the floor I thought I might just slip I though I heard death call (Repeat chorus) I listen out for a bit of sense What I hear before I sleep just makes me tense Nonetheless they witter on Wait one beat and then they’re gone I’d better bite my lip They fall through the floor I thought I might just slip I thought I heard death call (Repeat chorus) At first look clear At next look sketched Each edge fades into the west It was my goal to leave the couch I watched each frame then migrated south I’d better bite my lip They fall through the floor I thought I might just slip I thought I heard death call (Repeat chorus) It looks so close And yet so far away Hands are tingling Lights are slipping in To obscurity I’d better bite my lip They fall through the floor I thought I might just slip I thought I heard death call (Repeat chorus)
2.
Family Ties 03:16
I’ve heard all of your stories They repeat themselves so tediously If it takes thieves to be so petty Then you stole my trust You stole my trust I’ve heard all of your stories They repeat themselves so tediously I’ve not got time to join the party And play truth or dare Play truth or dare Here they come two by two Here they come to spread the news A little game of family ties Spoken secrets, spoken lies You thought I’d care At mention of my name I’ve heard all of your stories They repeat themselves so tediously If it takes thieves to be so petty Then you stole my trust You stole my trust You stole my trust
3.
Chain Sores 03:26
Can’t stop those chain sores now Moving round in circles all the time No plans for the weekend stretch Didn’t want to see my friends like this The lights shoot through And my eyes lose sight Feels like nausea Migraine sickness Can’t stop those chain sores now Feels like dementia sometimes When I can’t see simple things through And the past won’t let me go The lights shoot through And my eyes lose sight Feels like nausea Migraine sickness It’s the start of the summer when I don’t move a muscle And I guess that I missed all the summer sun I guess that I pale in comparison When I only make for the autumn sun Can’t stop those chain sores now That’s vicious circles for you When you can’t see simple things through That’s vicious circles for you Can’t stop those chain sores now Moving round in circles all the time No plan’s for the weekend stretch Didn’t want to see my friends like this
4.
Harp On 04:25
Don’t harp on It’s all behind you (All behind you) Let it go Don’t let it hold you (Let it hold you) Ignore those times That stand to haunt you (Stand to haunt you) Don’t dig that hole It always reminds you (Always reminds you) Don’t look back Over your shoulder (Over your shoulder) Don’t look back Over your shoulder (Over your shoulder) Don’t look back Or you’ll get colder (Keep getting colder) Don’t look back Or you’ll get colder (Keep getting colder) …Now Don’t harp on Don’t harp on now Etc
5.
Monday I’m told my homework then I go to the library Visit my mother and work on my poetry In fine old English verse Colloquialisms are a curse Evenings I work a bar job on the town center’s high street You wouldn’t believe all the deep artists that I meet This is for the quiffs The Volvo revolution That drives on through Quiet suburban roads Safe and sound Headed out of town At a steady pace This week I earned my stripes and put some weed into my pocket I stop and stare and strike a pose that’s so narcotic (Neurotic) The smoke expands my soul I hope I die before I go bald Term ends I catch a plane and I take a foreign holiday Each day I catch the bus and see some foreign history This is for the quiffs The Volvo revolution That drives on through Quiet suburban roads Safe and sound Headed out of town At a steady pace I’m at the forefront of a youth revolt our time is coming soon I’ll have a coffee in the common room and read the papers too I’m at the forefront of a youth revolt our time is coming soon I’ll have a coffee in the common room and read the papers too For the quiffs The Volvo revolution That drives on safe and sound
6.
Curtis 03:27
7.
Soul Gumshoe 04:24
Its spy verses spy all the time When I wonder inside of my mind Why I stand at the side of the room And my body it feels like a tomb It’s hard to be all sincere When my legs look foreign from here And now that I’m down in this hole I am trying to find my soul Its spy verses spy all the time When I wonder inside of my mind Why I stand at the side of the room And my body it feels like a tomb I’ll find you I’m the soul gumshoe I’ll find you I’m the soul gumshoe
8.
Machine 03:46
Tease Strip it away Run out the reel And soon we’ll be Machine Feet Got set in cement Statue personal views We’ll lose it all Machine Time Has lost its clock We won’t know where Maybe it stopped Machine Now We can’t exist Or even think Therefore we are Machine I am part You are part of it Machine I am part You are part of it Machine (x4) Then I don’t know how You bring me round To human form Machine Then I don’t know how You bring me round To human form Machine I am part You are part of it Machine (x4)
9.
Hope Dear 03:11
Hope dear I’m pushing you away With my plain indecision I can’t say What you wanted to hear And I have no explanation I’ll try to change Yes I’ll try to make amends But it’s easy to see That you’re fed up to the teeth Hope dear I’m telling you I just don’t know who I am anymore With these delusions strong With kidding myself on This apprehension that is me Hope dear please be there Don’t tell me you’ll be gone Hope dear Tell me where do I stand I’ve lost all sense of direction Each way I look There’s something breaking down And it’s trapping my attention I’ll try to explain Exactly how I feel But it’s easy to see That you’ll think it’s make believe Hope dear I’m telling you I just don’t know who I am anymore With these delusions strong With kidding myself on This apprehension that is me Hope dear please be there Don’t tell me you’ll be gone Is it strange to think about being together again? Do you think that one day we could be again? Together again Hope dear Oh Hope dear Oh Hope dear
10.
A faithful wind blows round indefinitely Regardless of the spring or fall But It can’t change my world And smiles will come unstuck Oh won’t the wind just blow it all away A faithful wind is blowing constantly Each door that’s shut or voice that calls But trees rock back and forth And kites are rarely caught Oh won’t the wind just turn and change its way A faithful wind blows up incessantly Each wave that cuts or flame that burns But gas thins out and spreads And oxygen’s dispersed Oh won’t the wind just come and carry me
11.
Stitch Me Up 09:24
Call my bluff Find me out There’s nothing I can hide It will show in time You seem smart That’s just my luck If I tore apart Would you stitch me up? If I tore apart Would you stitch me up? It’s always something The past churns out That same old something Which spawns the need To build a time machine Look at my eyes I’ll look left or right There’s nothing I can hide It will show in time I’ve got my chance You are my luck If I fell right down Would you stick me up? If I fell right down Would you stick me up? It’s always something The Past churns out That same old something Which spawns the need To build a time machine You look smart That’s just my luck If I tore apart Would you stitch me up? If I tore apart Would you stitch me up? If I tore apart Would you stitch me up? If I tore apart Would you stitch me up? (Lord don’t leave me now)

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Recorded between Summer '05 and Spring '06 at Cordelia Records Leicester. Engineered by Alan Jenkins. Mastered by Mark Spivey.

In loving memory of Geof Hill (23/08/37 - 23/08/05). Wish you were here old man.

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released December 20, 2006

written, performed, mixed and produced by Kyle Hill

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jamie says... was the solo project of Kyle Hill. He released two albums (Autumn Sun & Blue Genes) and the 7" singles Machine & Down To The Debauchuary.

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