1. |
Opaline
03:12
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I knew I’d have a bad time shaking you.
On the form, I’m naming… who?
With the crack sound of my tooth
coming loose.
It was all so complicated,
I didn’t mean to say it out loud…
…anyway then, I think I should go
exaggerate it,
all my heart is breaking,
I can’t overstate it,
how should I be feeling? (so run the red out)
The ceiling (is all coming down),
and I feel I should care but I don’t
mean to (so run the red out)
be rude (it’s all coming down),
now I feel like I’m finally me.
I know, I could’ve said I was feeling low,
but I’m here just to hold your coat.
I’ve been thinking I could stay at home.
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2. |
I Feel Better
02:48
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Forgive my bad luck, forgive my mind,
since I’ve given up all of my life,
‘cause all my love was wasted on a couple bad nights,
I’ve said I’ll be alright for the last damn time.
Don’t make a mess of my love!
I feel better… most of the time,
but I’ll be in your archive as a wave goodnight.
I know I read the room wrong, alright?
But won’t you let me open up sometime?
Don’t make a mess of my love!
I feel better… most of the time,
Just tell me that it’s alright and I’ll be fine,
but don’t make a mess of my love!
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3. |
Decimal
02:58
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Could you let me know?
I could make some time if you wanted.
Couldn’t find the phone,
I guess I got that summer, you said
“I could be alright if you could re-write my life”,
and I said it won’t faze me, but I reckon I may’ve been wrong.
I should let this go.
I could be your water, instead I’ll put on my coat,
‘cause I could hear you stall in the way you said
“is it alright to feel like I do, at all?”
Got caught up in the skylight,
and the words just all came out wrong.
Let me get my head aligned,
let my life be worth your while,
bend my arm, I won’t be far at all.
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4. |
No Plans
03:15
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Crawl,
I bet you all froze when I said I’m done,
‘cause I wasn’t gold, I know.
Sweat it out, cold, ‘till you’re bleeding sun.
Sit it out, sweat it out, I’m going home.
It’s deafening,
I said I’d stay when I should’ve gone.
My, my, don’t go it alone.
I said, I bet it all goes and I bet it screams your name,
and I should’ve known, I know.
I shouldn’t impose, but I’ve got no plans today.
Sit it out, sweat it out, let it out.
Here’s to betting I spend my life wrong,
sitting at home,
staring at the wall.
So, cheers to letting go,
I made my mind up,
but where did it go wrong?
Yeah! I’m staying home!
I guess it’s up,
goddamn! I know.
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5. |
Birdcage
03:22
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For the record, I blame myself.
It went on and on, I let me lose.
All the best, I made it through
It went on and on and on without you.
Could you let me down?
I don’t feel it now,
I’m letting my head collapse on itself.
Could you need me now?
I can’t see how,
I think I’m forgetting how to breathe out.
For the record, I made my Hell,
It went on and on, I let it bloom.
For the best, I’ll stay in my room,
‘cause I’ll be better in the morning,
It goes on and on and on and on…
Don’t let it get you down
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6. |
Keep Me
03:14
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So, it’s probably nothing,
but it’s been on my mind some time and I can’t let it go.
I know, there’s gotta be something
that I could say in time, but I can’t find the words.
Keep me on fire.
A dose, a moment to live in.
I’m hoping it stays a while in the space you were in.
I froze, and I reckon I missed it,
when all of the rain came down in the shape of everything.
Keep me on fire,
keep me honest, keep me kind,
keep me as your finish line.
Keep me on fire.
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7. |
Halloween
02:34
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All the good words have left my mouth,
I’m completely out of things to say about it now.
More and more, I’ll catalogue my doubts,
it’s the worst thing about me and it’s always around.
I made a bet that I’d forget my name
by the age of 28, I can barely stay awake.
‘cause more and more with every accolade,
I get carried away with being carried away.
I remember Halloween,
I hit my head on the edge of the sink.
Dialling out to an older me,
I miss my friends that I pretend I don’t need,
but I could have done with them this week.
On the table, my face went white and I fainted right at the wrong damn time.
I had an ECG, they checked how I breathe and said I should take my life more seriously.
I remember Halloween,
I hit my head on the edge of the sink.
Dialling out to an older me,
I miss my friends that I pretend I don’t need,
but dammit! I needed you this week.
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8. |
Statue of a Woman
01:57
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9. |
If We're Being Honest
03:55
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You called me up in August,
said “meet me at the chapel pines”,
just to feel American.
“Bury me in orbit,
marry me on 565” - yeah, that was just adrenaline.
You’re probably right, if we’re being honest.
Isn’t it ironic,
how I’m kind of falling out of time?
It’s messing with my serotonin.
So call me back in August,
on the 11th I’ll be 29.
I appreciate the sentiment,
but honestly I,
if we’re being honest,
should’ve said my own goodbye,
and honestly I,
if we’re being modest,
could’ve let my feelings slide.
Yeah, you’re probably right, if we’re being honest.
I feel shallow,
If I could, I’d make it all come back and I would stay a while longer,
If I could, someday I’d like to say “I’m letting go”.
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10. |
Guestbook
03:17
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Goddamn I know this isn’t enough,
got thinking “God, I shouldn’t be up”,
‘cause I was gone, so gone I could barely remember my love.
Pulled down my ceiling into the room,
so I pretend I’m still in Montreal,
I was gone so long I could barely remember my love.
I wish I could say it never gets me down,
and I wish I could stay every time I’m away now,
I wanted us to bury the rest of my life,
‘cause it’s probably wasted time.
I’ll breathe,
I’m bored of how,
bored of now,
but I’ll breathe.
Be anywhere, I would be anywhere I could stay,
be anywhere I would, be any place I could stay.
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Novo Amor Cardiff, UK
Novo Amor is Ali Lacey. He lives in Cardiff. His debut album was ‘Birthplace' (2018), his second ‘Cannot Be, Whatsoever’ (2020) and his latest, 'Collapse List' (2024)
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