The Gunner's Daughter

by Liz Arcane

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Liz Arcane's three track EP

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released July 20, 2015

With massive thanks to Island Farm recording studio in East Molesey, James Mason, Matt Doherty, Sara Mecci

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Liz Arcane London, UK

Liz Arcane is a singer songwriter living in London, performing as a solo artist and as a session musician and lead vocalist with Amuse Bouche covers band (www.amuseboucheband.com).

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Track Name: Settle Down
The Sun settled for the day
The Moon settle for the night
You settled for her love
Because you seek the quiet life
And I understand, I do, but I could never feel the same as you.

You lock your bedroom door
But keep your front door open wide
So you can let everyone in
But keep a quiet place to hide
And I believe in you, but I can't believe in what you choose to.

And you say Settle Down, Settle Down,
It's good enough for me
Like a spider with a fly, a sailor with the sea
But I'm just here with my good friend, you won't make a settler out of me.

Petals and feather down
Struggle to reach the ground
Unsure if they want to land
And when they do don't make a sound
And that's the same as you, you fall because you think you ought to

And you say Settle Down, Settle Down,
It's good enough for me
Like a spider with a fly, a sailor with the sea
But I'm just here with my good friend, you won't make a settler out of me.

The tart tang upon your tongue
Forgotten taste of being young
Time passes away
You ask for seconds again
And you say, "What's wrong with you?
Who made you the way that you are?"
Well, it was Father Time. But he's no Father of mine.
Track Name: 33
How can I explain to you
He was only 32
But daddy's gone, never too return
I know we don't discuss it much
Silence is a kind of trust
But he's gone, and oh that feeling burns.

And mother never cries
Who would dry her eyes
So I'll sit here, and slowly atrophy.
Time has passed, and clocks have spun,
He will be forever young
I can't believe I'm nearly 33.

Filing to receive the ghost
I bit down hard upon the Host
And tried so hard to bring back memories.
But memories don't return at will,
Sometimes I wish he'd just held still,
So I could try to capture him in Time.

But I am just a Man,
I stood up straight and sang,
That's what he'd have done, if he'd here.
I had to do it on my own,
I became the man at home.
And I, I can't believe I'm nearly 33.

I'm just standing silent here,
Waiting for my Father dear.
I can't believe I'm nearly 33,
Just like him, the day that he left me.
Track Name: Just a Holiday
You are not my ghost, but I accept your gift
And you can't take offence, because you don't exist.
And I will wait up like a child,
Even though it's barely my first.
So let me have this day,
And later do your worst.

Once I gave you Faith, but you just gave it back.
I carved myself in ice, your lies made it crack.
So I hang on for winter,
Every year, I grip it by the throat
So let me have this day,
The one that you Ghost Wrote.

Warm winds blow cold,
As the Harvest is sold.
And the folks safe asleep with their Story.
There's nothing so sweet as this season to me,
Even though I can't make out your Glory.

But you are not my Ghost,
Or barely anyone's.
And any power you had,
Has long since been gone.
You can take my hard words
As if my soul cannot be saved.
But I don't need Release,

Just a Holiday.