
Salt Coast Kae Tempest
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[Chorus]
Salt coast, foul wind
Old ghosts, scrap tin
Leaves, rain
Leaves, rain
Salt coast, foul wind
Old ghosts, scrap tin
Leaves, rain
Leaves, rain
[Verse 1]
All dressed up with nowhere to go
I love your sleeve-pulling nervousness
I love the way you crumble into chalk at your edges
I love the way you fade into a sky that is as endless
As your willingness to try
Keep going and it will get better
I love the way you push to get clear
I love the way you dance to get strong
Ancient
Slick clay, rock-formed, wet sand, moss-borne
What camе before
And what will come aftеr
Beneath the orderly queues, the bad moods, the nice views
The have-nots and have-twos, the night shifts in flat shoes
The discarded masks, the empty tubes
The colds, the flus, the reds, the blues, the Buy-to-let, the Play-to-lose
The White Ace, the Grey Goose, the Michelin-starred, the fast food
The straight lies, the strange truth
I can hear the deep rasp of your laughter, joyful
Beneath the stifled resentments
And micro-aggressions
All part of the fabric
The tension woven so tight it defies its dimension
The see-but-don't-feel
The know-but-don't-mention
There you are; hedonistic, self-destructive, insecure
Trying to get away from the mistakes you've made before
Salt coast, foul wind
Old ghosts, scrap tin
Leaves, rain
Leaves, rain
Salt coast, foul wind
Old ghosts, scrap tin
Leaves, rain
Leaves, rain
[Verse 1]
All dressed up with nowhere to go
I love your sleeve-pulling nervousness
I love the way you crumble into chalk at your edges
I love the way you fade into a sky that is as endless
As your willingness to try
Keep going and it will get better
I love the way you push to get clear
I love the way you dance to get strong
Ancient
Slick clay, rock-formed, wet sand, moss-borne
What camе before
And what will come aftеr
Beneath the orderly queues, the bad moods, the nice views
The have-nots and have-twos, the night shifts in flat shoes
The discarded masks, the empty tubes
The colds, the flus, the reds, the blues, the Buy-to-let, the Play-to-lose
The White Ace, the Grey Goose, the Michelin-starred, the fast food
The straight lies, the strange truth
I can hear the deep rasp of your laughter, joyful
Beneath the stifled resentments
And micro-aggressions
All part of the fabric
The tension woven so tight it defies its dimension
The see-but-don't-feel
The know-but-don't-mention
There you are; hedonistic, self-destructive, insecure
Trying to get away from the mistakes you've made before
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