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Lemon
03:07
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why keep writing these songs out of hope
like they’re magic spells, my power can hurt
when i took my last breath in you, i choked
will you come around and tell me you don't smoke?
i’m terrified of getting behind the wheel again
one too many nightmares have ruined it for me
i packed the witch’s hat in the box by the stairs
i’ll savor wearing it in new york city
(chorus)
am i less of a friend to you?
pull back the curtain
i bit more than i can chew
made me feel like dried lemon peel
like you never knew me
and i don’t know you
you shake your head, i felt my kindness slip like sand
so much for saying “sorry,” i’m a stranger at your party
one day the blood will dry, i won’t always feel my life go by
without me
am i less of a friend to you?
pull back the curtain
i bit more than i can chew
made me feel like dried lemon peel
like you never knew me
and i don’t know you
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2. |
Not Your Girl
04:39
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i woke up this morning not as your girl
stripped the bed with your warmth in tact
my clothes don’t feel like my own
was it my hand that made the final blow
some mornings, it stops feeling so strange
empty space i can’t remember how to take
these bruises don’t feel like my own
yes, this is where my body made you a home
i’ve lived my whole life without you
so why is this tearing me up
i’m not gonna love for crumbles
you came through the door with your hand on the handle
i’ve lived my whole life without you
so why is this tearing me up
i’m not gonna love for crumbles
you came through the door with your hand on the handle
Don’t turn me into a loss
I’ll pack up the dream of what I deemed worthy of my love
it might take a while
don’t just change your mind
what it’s like today won’t be tomorrow
can’t unsee the pain of what i’ve endured
are you just a small part in a larger story
or will you show up later
i don’t want to count the days
still haven’t heard a word in your silent retreat
and I am seeing new colors
as the sun beats my cheeks
maybe you were right to leave me in a blurry haze
in the dead of summer
Don’t turn me into a loss
I’ll pack up the dream of what I deemed worthy of my love
it might take a while
don’t just change your mind
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Silly Body
03:29
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Keep waking up in this silly body
What kind of life did I take
Running late to class all sweaty
Tethered to a dream I didn’t end
Painstaking walks and little cold sorry’s
What kind of life do you see
I didn’t say much so you kept talking
Just leave me on the sidewalk to bleed
What left do you want with this silly body
All the love I gave away, you spent
Can we turn back into strangers
First take the knife from my back
baby, what’s holding you up
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Sandalwood
01:27
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i’m starting to see
the blackened underneath
sandalwood sticks
into ashes you make
your touch is like honey
until i sting in the morning
i’m walking away
with blood on my feet
the mirror is cracked
but you won’t show defeat
no one’s gonna do
the dirty work for you
with glass in my fist
these are things you won’t miss
pulley and drop me
a sudden release
burns on my palms
as we kiss in the street
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Cheap Trip
02:31
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past, past
the dishes in the sink babe
i’m sinking
disappearing
making it easy
old roommates
filter out the door, babe
you wish the party wouldn’t end
so you wouldn’t be left
just with me
i sit and linger
waiting for an answer
to the thing i don’t want to be true
you don’t like to be told who you are and what to do
“i don’t owe you expectation” forgive me, i was reckless
to assume you still want me in your life
love, sometimes love is not enough
sometimes i just want your touch
but you’re pulling your knees to your chest
i gave it my best, but it was too thin a bruise
maybe this year
i’ll take a cheap trip
to north carolina
i’ve heard the mountains are quite the view
maybe someday
maybe with someone
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My Body
03:37
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go find my body
my spirit has left
photo proof of a floating hat
while i’m just a ghost in a house that you rent
open your hands and save
something you once saw to be sacred
no matter what i try to say
the point of an end,
you twist in my face
go find my body
my spirit has left
photo proof of a floating hat
while i’m just a ghost in a house that you rent
some days i want to pretend
if you know where i live,
you’ll try me again
you don’t need a key to get in
i’m tracing the place where you did me in
go find my body
my spirit has left
photo proof of a floating hat
while i’m just a ghost in a house that you rent
go find my body
my spirit has left
the night i didn’t say goodbye
all my dreaming
has spilled on the floor
i’m standing in the corner where it’s dry
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Lighter, a year later
02:10
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calm in the absolute chaos in my head
kissing a cat sitting in my messed up bed
i write in circles, staring at the paper
who will come back for the other?
don't be a stranger
I won't be too humble
holding a lighter
i'm ready to set this all on fire
i'm ready to set my heart on fire
i'm parting from meaning
i'm leaving on tender terms
i'm learning right from wrong
you go and see our favorite band without me
i send vibrations through the city
the summer is stained while you're missing
i'd best abandon while i'm healing
the pavement is hot, i can take it
the pavement is hot, I can take it
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Kalyani Singh New York, New York
Inspired by musical storytellers such as Joni Mitchell, Laura Marling, and Mitski, Kalyani's songs are painted expressions
of the heart on her sleeve. She marries imagistic lyrics and dark, haunting indie folk instrumentation with dynamic, soaring vocals. Best listened to while drinking black tea, casting spells, lying in the grass, or dancing alone in a crowded room.
kalyanimusic418@gmail.com
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