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Unfounded
03:22
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I’ve been lost for the third time now
I’ve been lost and found for three times now
I don’t know myself why I’m keeping count
Maybe just because I like being found
I’d leave some greasy smudges on the windowpanes
My mum would get angry and she’d beat the shit out of me
Once she opened the door and I just galloped away
Imagined her behind the curtain watch and cry
I’ve been lost for the third time now
I’ve been lost and found for three times now
I don’t know myself why I’m keeping count
Maybe just because I like being found
Now I come back home whenever I forget she moved away
Then I remember it and I know there’s nothing for me here
With a smell of grass or a colour of the sky I leave
Imagining her waving and smiling and shutting the door
I’ve been lost for the third time now
I’ve been lost and found for three times now
I don’t know myself why I’m keeping count
Maybe just because I like being found
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And with nothing else to do
I thought I could once cross the room
To move myself
And move the world
After nineteen hours straight
My body dragged itself from bed
Romeo’s hand
Off Julia’s butt
I’d never realised
How tantalising territories spread out from the bed
When my ear heard that call
My hand ripped the strips of linen off of my feet and face
And with nothing else to do
My body thought of even leaving the room
Hell why not?
I didn’t care
To put one leg ahead of another
Anticlimactically to the end
The only purpose
Of my life
I’d never realised
How tantalising territories spread out from the bed
When my ear heard that call
My hand ripped the strips of linen off of my feet and face
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Electric Void
04:30
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keyboard keys i used
because they’re heavy like bricks
one put upon another
with mortar water and lime
my life 2.0
updated software in it
no Nietzsche Veil and Sartre
they’re empty cola cans
my window’s shining blue
the pale sun of google
it never goes down
it never goes offline
i’m living off the hope
that at the end of the cable
there’s an open ear realer than real but
i don’t have the internet connection
i’m to fall apart i’m to fall asunder
because the page’s not loading—the rope from the ceiling is dangling
alone in the book of faces—in the throats of channels connections cables circuits and lines millions of them spiderweb-like
i feel blocked in their alimentary canal waiting for someone or something to push me out
push me out!
push me out!!!
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Clarity
10:06
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Winter has come at last
Longed-for for long
Winter has come at last
Longed-for for long
Winter has come at last
With its silence and cold and dark
Our steps muffled by snow
As we’re wading deep through drifts
I remember our steps
Yours big like some giant’s
Now I’ve long since outgrown your clothes
Your books dog-eared and learnt by heart
I’ve been leading you
You who used to carry me on your back
To find some shelter from cold
And wind biting our cheeks
Always always the same
When I cry out for you
See you from afar you only turn and wave
Always always the same
When I reach out for you
Our shadows somehow side by side
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Oslo Kill City Poland
OSLO KILL CITY (2010-2016) was a three-piece band from Poland. They released three EPs: „Our Private Safari” (2013), "A Conspiracy of Cartographers" (2014), and "Clarity" (2015). . .
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