Quietly blue

by Scoddy

/
1.
Quietly blue 03:27
Quietly blue neither fireproof nor waterproof if you cut me I will surely bleed blood and chocolate, kerosene and roses whatever meets the need why ask the river how it feels about the ocean? why ask the river how it feels about the rain? two from column one, one from column two most days are okay some days I’m quietly blue, quietly blue the things that we remember and the things we do not we seem to wear so lightly on our skin blood and chocolate, kerosene and roses may be wearing a little thin why ask the river how it feels about the ocean? why ask the river how it feels about the rain? maybe we’re staying maybe we’re passing through most days are okay some days I’m quietly blue, quietly blue why ask the river how it feels about the ocean? why ask the river how it feels about the rain? some of us are staying some are passing through most days are okay some days I’m quietly blue, quietly blue
2.
Melancholy Holly growing up in private behind our prison walls pushing on regardless of the rises and the falls all those nights I spent all those days I spent all those nights I spent 
with melancholy Holly only the moon was free pinching all our pennies in cages of the past grasping at every straw up until the last all those nights I spent all those days I spent all those nights I spent with melancholy Holly only the moon was free not her, not me not her, not me not her, not me not melancholy Holly what we could not witness, what we could not see what we could not answer, who we could not be all those nights I spent all those days I spent all those nights I spent with melancholy Holly only the moon was free not her, not me not her, not me not her, not me not melancholy Holly only the moon was free
3.
always leaving the privilege of traveling light unburdening, the urge to write upon the page where memories lie it’s time to never say never I’ve stopped believing in forever I’ll always come back, even just to say goodbye rolling through unfamiliar places past reflections in other faces and always leaving bits of me behind strolling down unfamiliar streets sorting the chaff out from the wheat and always leaving bits of me behind I've been playing out the hand I'm dealt through every love that I’ve ever felt upon the page where memories lie if we control or we create if we lunge on or if we wait I’ll always come back, even just to say goodbye too late for tears but, baby the rain must fall too late for tears but baby, the rain must fall too much now and too much later is there or is there no creator upon the page where memory lies adding up the breaths and heartbeats and multiplying by the bittersweet I’ll always come back, even just to say goodbye rolling through unfamiliar places past reflections in other faces and always leaving bits of me behind strolling down unfamiliar streets sorting the chaff out from the wheat and always leaving bits of me behind

about

Recorded on St 278, Phnom Penh, on the evening of 2 May 2019.

credits

released June 7, 2019

Written, arranged and performed by Scott Bywater
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Richard Marshall
Photography by Steve Porte

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Scoddy Phnom Penh, Cambodia

Singer/songwriter, once of Tasmania, now resident of Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Well crafted songs from rockers to lullabies, happy to sad, looking forward and looking back.

contact / help

Contact Scoddy

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Scoddy, you may also like: