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Soft hair spread out on my pillow
Warm skin touching mine till tomorrow’s
Light breaks through the window and wakes us both
And you danced in the moonlight, held me
Entranced with your perfect eyes
And I fell for you harder than I ever thought I could
But you said not now, maybe never
But at least for now we have to sever, no no no
This three day fairy tale
Driving home under bright stars
My heart breaking, wanted my guitar
And some time alone to sing this whole mess out
And you asked me to drop you at his house, and I
I said sure, but what I wanted to shout was
No, please no my darling, you’re coming home with me
Cause I was craving the taste of your lips
The searing brush of your fingertips
The feel of our bodies together
Tangled up in soft sheets
As the cool night breeze blows in and finishes
This near-perfect scene that my poet’s pen started
But you said not now, maybe never
But at least for now we have to sever, no no no
This three day fairy tale
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Little boys and little girls playing war
In spite of ourselves, and with spite for the rest, that's who we are
Trading blows and hateful words till we die
Bloody nose, and torn jeans, and black eyes
The battle lines are drawn out, it's time for blood
The tongues hang out on the dogs of war, our graves are dug
You're taking aim, but I fire first, I try but I can't stop
Watch my bullets strike, then we're falling fast, the game is done
Stuck in a maze, disguised as love, to run it once or twice
There's no way out, and no one wins, we're just experimental mice
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This Is Me (Remastered)
04:22
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This is me, and this is you
I thought that maybe you would understand
That this is me, and this is her
She's the reason why I can't be
Around to hold your hand
Now this is me, telling you
That I think it's time for me to go
Cuz that was me, and that was you
We had our time in the sun
Now we're waiting for the snow
To cover me, and bury you
To smother all we thought would last
Forever, but now it's gone
And this is me, saving you
From a life you'd waste searching for
The man you used to know
And I, I'm standing on her doorstep in the rain
And I, I can't stay away, like a moth to the flame
And I, have an open door to happiness and someone who might stay
But I choose the rain
This is me, fucking up
Every time I try to make things right
And this is her, moving on
Too tired to raise her fists
Or her voice for one last fight
Now this is me, filling up
One more glass to wash away
The thoughts of missing love
And this is me, giving up
On one more letter, when it’s clear
That you’ve finally had enough
And I, now I’m standing all alone in the rain
And I, I couldn’t stay away, like a moth to the flame
And I, had an open door to happiness and someone who might’ve stayed
But I chose the rain
This is love, or is this hate
I think it’s time that I should know
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Am I made of what I think or what I do
My mind’s on her but my body’s here with you
Let it fall, let it all fall down on me
I want to lay beneath this crushing weight
Of everything I’ve thought and everything you’ll say
When the truth comes out, and you know what kind of man I really am
So don’t look now, but I think I’ve fucked things up again
Can’t look away as you try to tell me this is the end
All I fear is everything you’ll say
Can’t lift my head as you walk away
Don’t look down
I’m just a man and I know that’s no excuse
You laid a feast for us and I tied the noose
Let it rain, let the hurt rain down on me
You made concessions and you cut me slack
I spent my time thinking sinful thoughts behind your back
Let it end, let this be the end of me
Wrote her a letter, not expecting no reply
Our branch was withered, should have stepped back and let it die
Now the blame, the blame falls down on me
So don’t look now, but I think I’ve fucked things up again
Can’t look away as you try to tell me this is the end
All I fear is everything you’ll say
Can’t lift my head as you walk away
Don’t look now
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When you left, I was terrified that you’d be gone forever
But then I began to worry that you'd come back
When you first walked out, I could see a way to fix us
But when we talked, I hid the answers behind my back
You blame me for everything
And I take it all
I hate me for everything
Cuz everything's my fucking fault
Three simple words could heal us
But I'm too proud to apologize
Three, three other words would do just as well
But "I love you" doesn't mean shit when there's hate in my eyes
You blame me for everything
And I take it all
I hate me for everything
Cuz everything's my fucking fault
Well baby I'm not sorry
And you won't hear these lips apologize
And if by some chance someday you might see me
You'll still find hate behind your enemy's eyes
So you, you can blame me for everything
And I'll take it all
Cuz I really hate me for everything
And everything's my fucking fault
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Eyes open wide, heart beating fast
Willing you to call, as I watch the hours pass
Trying hard to wait, but looking for a sign
I’ll play by your rules, and I’ll step into your line
For now
Do you want, do you want to try us again
Do you want me like I need you, or is this the end of us
I’ll tell you I’m sorry, and we’ll both pretend
But we both know I only want what
I can’t have
Sitting all alone, wasting another day
You’re smiling across the room, but you’re a million miles away
Trying to mend the hurt, though you know we’re gonna fail
Doesn’t matter what you change, in the end it’s the same old tale
For us, but
I want you
And I want us
I will be true
Till the truth wears through
And you see what kind of man I really am
So do you want, do you want to try us again
Do you want me like I need you, or is this the end of us
I told you I’m sorry, but I can’t pretend
Cuz we both know I only want what
I can’t have
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When I met you I was sure
That my pathway ahead was clear
That I was finally done
Writing songs of broken love
But now I’m sad to say
That just the other day
I realized that I still have one more song
One more sad song to write
It’s the story of us
It’s the story of wasted love
Of lies you never heard
Half truths and broken words
It’s the story of me
Taking you for a ride
Of love that should have lasted
Of love that withered and died
It’s the same old story
So lift your head but I won’t say don’t cry
There’s time for sorrow and more tonight
I’ll lift the knife and do what must be done
To save what’s left of our broken love
And now as I turn to walk away
I’ll admit a part of me always knew we’d end this way
That my tired pen would have one more song
One more sad song to write
Because the man you love, he would change
The man you think you know, he wouldn’t stay the same
I’d murder every last little bit
Of the spark you hold inside and your fire that just won’t quit
Would finally, finally go out
And we both know that it would be my fault
So now the story’s gotta change
You’ve got to run from me while you can still be saved
Or it’s the same old story
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8. |
Drown (Remastered)
12:54
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Drowning, under your water
Pushing my own head down
Dreaming, of breathing in your air
Is keeping me here till I drown
Floating just under the surface
Can almost breathe you in
Feeling your hands over my lips
Feeling my end begin
Wishing I could see you one last time
Little boy so ashamed of his past
Fighting, to taste you one more time
But what's done, is done at last
Cuz you're gone
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First the Winter Chimacum, Washington
First the Winter is an acoustic folk rock duo hailing from the Olympic Peninsula of Washington State. Heavily influenced by
singer-songwriters like Damien Rice and Glen Hansard, much of their music presents a raw, somewhat dark view of love and relationships.
The duo is comprised of Jimmy Stewart and Aili Emilia, who began writing and playing music together in Minneapolis in the summer of 2015.
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