Get all 3 Kathy Sparling releases available on Bandcamp and save 35%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Comfort Songs, Blind Spot, and As You Believed.
1. |
||||
|
When you change your mind
Your voice calm and kind
You'll ask me to forget
Watch me with regret
When you change your mind.
When you say we're through
You'll hold off for a time
You're gonna be so blue
Wondering if it's true
When you change your mind.
Well my heart breaks
For the fool who can't yet see
The strangers one day we will be.
When you change your mind
You won't know what to say
You'll say it anyway
Go on, do your worst
I will know it first
When you change your mind.
|
||||
2. |
Wound Care
03:49
|
|||
|
It’s an old wound, waiting
You can’t hide it, you’re inside it.
You can’t heal it, until you feel it
Scars take time
Bodies fleeing, were they dreaming?
In the war-torn city he made her feel so pretty
When the shell hit, she didn’t even feel it.
Pain takes time, pain takes time
They washed the blade in pure blue flame and sharpened without cease
That doesn’t mean the cut was clean
The soldier lights another cigarette for peace
Home fires burn on fields of gasoline
He brought her gauze and bread, and once a locket
She couldn't ask him where he got it
Those lost faces, a heart encases.
Scars take time.
Every morning lovers leaving
Grief and mourning, there by evening
Brave resistance, you keep your distance
And let pain keep marking time.
Yeah we’ve seen some suffering ‘round here before,
Doesn’t mean it’s nothing new
She heard footsteps hesitate outside the ward
Through the glass his eyes shone cold and blue.
It’s an old wound, still open
We could hardly tell dear, the way you’re copin’
Keep a brave face, proud, patient
Time may be a salve, but it’s no salvation
And time, pain takes time
Scars take time.
|
||||
3. |
By This Time Tomorrow
04:23
|
|||
|
Once we rushed towards every bright new day
Nights were only shadows to dispatch
Calendar pages swept away
And a future we'd never catch...
We've lit the lamps, the curtains are drawn
Now we'll throw our bodies, a blockade against the dawn
By this time tomorrow you'll be gone.
We fattened the moon, then we moved for the kill
People will try anything to make tides and time stand still
By this time tomorrow all my tears will spill.
Starlight may surrender to the daylight
The nightingale relieved to meet the lark
But you and I were made to go down fighting
We're holding our positions in the dark.
Each day, each moment we're shown
Each passing hour we may borrow, never own
By this time tomorrow I'll be here alone.
The starlight may surrender to the daylight
The nightingale relieved to meet the lark
But you and I, we were made to go down fighting
Holding our positions in the dark.
Oh you can't rouse the night once it's slumped in its chair
The pale moon turns her face; distant stars, they don't care
By this time tomorrow their cold light shines on despair
Tomorrow, if you're not there
By this time tomorrow, if you're not there.
|
||||
4. |
Spring Forward
03:55
|
|||
|
Summer held us in its thrall
Though we were headed for the fall
Now the chill of winter casts its pall.
Should have felt it from the start
Warm hands told of frozen hearts
On cold feet lost love departs
Long shadows in the hall.
Spring Forward, set the clocks ahead
I don’t want to stay in this cold bed
One hour longer.
Part the curtains, just a crack
Day falls in, I fall back
Dreaming of the new buds growing stronger.
My love once sure as each new day
As each long night will have its way
Then, with each advancing ray
Concede the golden dawn.
When hatred is an act of will
Forgiveness, that’s harder still
I will not have peace until the dark and cold are gone.
Spring Forward, set the clocks ahead
I don’t want to stay in this cold bed
One hour longer.
Part the curtains, just a crack
Day falls in, I fall back
Dreaming of the new buds growing stronger.
Circling round ice with you
Your voice might break through
Daylight saved, hearts won.
Let’s scale the ice, thaw the moats
Leave the house without our coats
Feel the warmth on our bared throats
Faces to the sun.
Spring Forward, set the clocks ahead
I don’t want to stay in this cold bed
One hour longer
Part the curtains, just a crack
Day falls in, I fall back
Dreaming of the new buds growing stronger.
Now I don’t think we’re in winter any longer.
|
||||
5. |
Los Angeles Lullaby
04:56
|
|||
|
Close your eyes, close your eyes,
The sun has dripped through the skies
Brushing unlikely colors over your haze.
Hush now it’s just the day’s end, not the end of days.
With the dawn the sun will repave your mean streets with gold,
And I’ve placed a quilt of dim stars between us and the cold.
Good night, Los Angeles.
Your dusty heart quakes,
But when the bough breaks,
The sea will catch you and cradle you deep.
Sleep, baby sleep.
As a girl I sang along, but never really understood
How it might feel sad buying that clock on Hollywood.
Turning away from miles of tarnished sand.
With the dawn, I’m afraid I’ll understand.
But tonight we’re all sleeping angels in a promised land.
Good night, Los Angeles.
Your dusty heart quakes,
But when the bough breaks,
The sea will catch you and cradle you deep.
Sleep, baby sleep.
|
||||
If you like Kathy Sparling, you may also like:
Irish singer-songwriter Oisin Leech's acoustic folk music is characterized by its muted beauty and intimate, solitary quality.
go to album
The haunting new record from Canadian folk artist Avi C. Engel bridges old and new traditions with a minimalist approach.
go to album
Here in the Pitch
by Jessica Pratt
On her fourth album, Jessica Pratt blends up 60s pop and bossa nova into a spooky mix of soft psychedelia.
go to album
Great Loveday Wonder : The Collected Demo Recordings
by Billy Childish / William Loveday Intention
From the always-great label Tompkins Square comes two-dozen plus demos from alt legend Billy Childish.
go to album
Darkness begins to creep into the corners on the latest from Itasca.
go to album
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura.
go to album
Dakota Blue Moon
by Jackson Harden
Gorgeous acoustic Americana from North Carolina, stripped-back and sublime.
go to album
