scar de sea

by scar de sea

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ep release - five full-length songs in bashy-piano cabaret / creepy ethereal folk style.

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released 02 April 2013

recording & production by @umitkcom

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scar de sea UK

scar de sea writes poems and songs in a style probably best described as "psychotic bashy-piano cabaret meets creepy ethereal folk".

she takes her inspiration from life, dreams and hallucinations, and writes about the darker side of the mind.
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Track Name: grapefruits & bleach
my kitchen smells of grapefruits and bleach
i stand there on my blistering feet
and i try and i try
to forget all the lies that i tell myself to survive.

my mother's house is miles away
i know that i'll go back there someday
but she has a guest who'll send me away
if i try to make her understand.

there's a world out there and it's mine oh it's mine
i know i can catch it, make it shine
but in order to do so my self i must sacrifice
to know what's real.

i peer and peel back layers so deep
the dark, the dank layers of deceit
and i try and i try
to forget all the times that i've needed them to survive.

i've had twenty-one houses and so many names
i've forgotten the order of years, months and days
but i think i must carry on living this way
if i want to stay alive.

there's a sky up there and it's high oh it's high
i know i can reach it, it's mine oh it's mine
but in order to do so my self i must sacrifice
and never feel.

my heart is made of stone
my mind acts only when i'm alone
my feet don't know how to follow a road
but they dance their own path.
my eyes are tired and deep
it's been a thousand years since i could sleep
i don't know how to sit here and weep
but i still know how to laugh.

there's a world out there and it's mine oh it's mine
i know i can catch it, make it shine
but in order to do so my self i must sacrifice
there's a sky up there and it's high oh it's high
i know i can reach it, it's mine oh it's mine
and i guess my self i'll just have to find
somewhere along the way.
Track Name: pebble
there's a pebble in my shoe,
it's reminding me of you
and the way we used to scramble up the beach.
it is raining and i'm wet,
but i do not feel regret
for coming out and walking round and round the town

'cause it's alright when i'm outside in the nighttime
yes it's alright 'cause i can hide
behind eyes that are not mine.

this afternoon i cleaned the flat,
i even got rid of the mat
and i washed the bedroom walls down with a sponge
now it's empty and it's stark
like my cold and sterile heart
it's so much harder, gone much further than i'd planned

still it's alright 'cause i'm outside and it's nighttime
yes it's alright 'cause i can hide
behind eyes that are not mine

and i'm still boldly marching on
like the soldiers in the song
but the war's not there, it's in my head
and nightmares make a fragile bed
but i must lie there anyway
unless i want to stay

outside in the nighttime where it's alright
yes it's alright 'cause i can hide
behind eyes that are not mine.

and i've been out here for days,
wandering round this wretched maze,
thinking nothing and everything all at once
and i'll keep on walking round
till they put me underground
at least then i will be free from this trance

right now it's alright 'cause i'm outside and it's nighttime
it's alright 'cause i can hide
behind eyes that are not mine.
Track Name: sushi
one day long ago i went walking,
trekked down a long country road
i didn't know where i was going
but knew how to get there i'm told.

the roads had no pavements and i wore no shoes
i'd painted my face a bright shade of blue
i knew i was going to lose my next fight
so i tried to wake up from this dream.

i got to my destination
there were people in crowds round the ring
i stepped into it and begged you
don't make me do this thing.

you picked me right up by the ankles
you ended the fight there and then
held me up like a trophy,
a champion you put me down on my head and walked away.

later i heard you with your violin
playing along to one of my songs
i stood in the doorway, you turned towards me
like a ghost in a dream

i didn't know you could play, i told you
i can't, you replied, except when it's you
took me into your arms, held me close, held me there
i knew i was dreaming but i didn't care

i had painted my face blue for sushi
stood framed in the doorway, ate it without chopsticks
earlier on i had pissed in a bathtub
as people downstairs held their laughter like glasses
while i painted my face blue for sushi
stood framed in the doorway, ate it without chopsticks
painted my face blue for sushi
for sushi
for sushi
for you.
Track Name: sirens
why do you think i'm a caricature?
it's a face made of wood that you see
just a man-made object, an illusion so pure
that you don't realise i'm not me

my strings are invisible
thin as the web
that was woven by legs (more than eight)
it's a trap that was laid out in many a bed
for a girl who experienced hate

oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens call
can you hear the sirens
call you hear the sirens
hear the sirens call?

a caricature of loneliness
of life that might have been
a skeletal sort of boneliness
ripped at all the seams
if i wasn't sure my desperateness
was not some kind of dream
then i would explore the onliness
i've known, i've had, i've been

oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens call
can you hear the sirens
can you hear the sirens
hear the sirens call?

you pull my strings tighter
i begin to rip
i know this will haunt my sleep
i'll slowly lose my grip

oh but jack, the siren is not chasing you
i can't bring myself to say it, though it's true
in a world so full of fancy and delight
surely sirens chase the bad guys through the night
but no

i'm just another broken puppet tangled in her strings
just another fallen angel seeking out her wings

why do you think i'm rebellious now?
why do you think i don't care?
why do you think i put things on my skin
and shave all my head of its hair?

i am an illusion, wood mixed with stone
a caricature you cannot trust
i've never done anything that i should
but i've done all the things that i must

oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens call
can you hear the sirens
can you hear the sirens
hear the sirens call?

oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens call
can you hear the sirens
can you hear the sirens
hear the sirens call?

oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens call
can you hear the sirens
can you hear the sirens
hear the sirens call?

oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens
oh but jack the sirens call
can you hear the sirens
can you hear the sirens
hear the sirens call?

jack...

oh but jack, the siren is not chasing you
i can't bring myself to say it, though it's true
in a world so full of fancy and delight
why can't sirens chase the bad guys through the night?
Track Name: miles
and miles to go before i sleep,
what's unwritten's not read
across the years i want to leap
and see what we have said.

but miles away is too far gone
and i've forgotten how
to reach into the future's song
and bring it back to now.

and i would walk a thousand miles
if i could know what was there
and i would fly across the world
if i knew you would care
and i would spend a thousand days
inside your courtyard grand
if i believed that in some way
you would understand.

my lover's eyes are darker than
the moon up in the sky
well i have died so many times
but lived whilst at your side.

a day within your courtyard is
a thousand spent elsewhere
so i will go and spend my days
and pray that you still care.

and the smoke that rises to meet my eyes
will softly fly 'cross the sky
from the window where i sit and cry
and hope one day before i die
is my thousand-day with you.

that little scroll all tied with string
you left with my name on
yet i was a feral, fragile thing
who could not be led on

so i took your scroll and swallowed whole
it tasted bittersweet
i know my heart turned back to you
as i beat my retreat

with miles to go before i sleep
because i have to hide
i wish, my dear, that we could be
together and survive

but miles to go before i sleep
is written in my soul
though part of me has stayed with you
the rest of me must go.