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Stone Frown
03:31
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Some precious warning, empty threats of walking out the door
Generic lazy morning, my clothes are laying on the floor
Fresh coffee morning paper, was just delivered to my door
I’ve never read it before, so it’ll stay on the floor
And if this conversation continues I will be a mess
I don’t have time for patience, I’m much too busy I confess
Don’t want to cause to much stress
Winding up my head
Fill up a spoon
I’m lost in my bed spread
I’m getting up soon
Stuck in a comedown
Cost me some sleep
I’m plagued with a stone frown
Forget about me
And if I’m not mistaken, my brain is turning into soup
From every risk I’ve taken, I have been thrown for a loop
I still have tired eyes, I’ve not completely come to
I need more than a few
Winding up my head
Fill up a spoon
I’m lost in my bed spread
I’m getting up soon
Stuck in a comedown
Cost me some sleep
I’m plagued with a stone frown
Forget about me
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Euston Meadow
03:04
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When I drift away I feel like an ocean
Restless in my commotion
Slowly fading away
When I toss and turn I feel like an old crow
Flying under the shadows
Hiding out from the rain
Don't you wanna watch it as it's racing by
Take a minute, ease yourself into your life
Slow yourself down or else you'll skip a line
When I fall asleep I wish that I'm melting
Squeeze me into your bad dream
Or press me out into clay
Now I'm nodding off right back into my head
Soon I won't fit in my bed
I'm still waiting for the day
Don't you wanna watch it as it's racing by
Take a minute, ease yourself into your life
Slow yourself down or else you'll skip a line
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Cold Breath
03:48
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It's getting cold I would say
I'm locking myself away
To just ignore the fact that I have yet to grow
It's all I've ever known and I feel
So lonely all of the time
Your fingers run down my spine
Inside my head as I daydream in the snow but I don't want to go outside
And I can finally focus
winter will expose the trees in all there barren brown
Shadows in the tungsten light are all amongst us
dancing on the coated ground
And I
Packed up and huddled around
Make pictures out of the sounds
Inside your head and we can bring them to life
You're under my knife and I don't
Know how to give you relief
I'll wait for some kind of cheap manifestation of it all coming down I'm happy to drown in you
Suspicion online
You never value your downtime
A victimless crime
Your wasting away on this lovely day
And I can finally focus
winter will expose the trees in all there barren brown
Shadows in the tungsten light are all amongst us
dancing on the coated ground
And I
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Not What You Think It Is
04:11
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Walked alone through the tall grass
Curtains of trees where I stepped
Hurry up to make the dark pass
Make what i see In my head
I took a picture at sunset
It didn't look quite the same
I wish my eye was a Kodak
I'd take the picture again
Give me a reason
Can't justify how I feel at night
Hints of unease and
Discomfort seep from my open eyes ‘till I see the light
Play back my voice on a tape deck
Don't sound like myself at all
My front could break like a birds neck
After a horrible fall
I never said I was stable
I never claimed to be brave
Id do it if I was able
Then maybe I'd feel my age
I feel unsafe so
I'll run away to escape myself
And if I say so
I guess this night has become my cell
I could never tell
It's not what you think it is
Trapped in a terrible place
Alone in a dark abyss
I'm not as strong as I say
It's not what you think it is
Not what my mind can create
It's not what you think it is
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Open Seams
04:38
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Open seams are hurting me so much that I can't seem to speak my mind
Stand and brush my dirty knees for I have not stood up in quite some time
Fall asleep so easily it's all caught up to me I'm out all night
Far it went above my head just low enough to open up my mind
Freezing up in conversation, desperation streaming from my eyes
Hesitate to test my patience making sure I'm fine to stand in line
Let the sun in press my buttons spend all day wasting my precious time
Grand illusion no solution I would rather stoke another fire
Feeling vacant check my placement no engagement I don't feel alright
Wondering why my head feels light it's probably cause I have lost my mind
Easing into everything there's a good reason I don't wanna die
Can not fly with broken wings but jokes on you cause I would never try
I sulk for days, it's not what I wanted
So many ways, so many tries
Yesterday is always behind you
Alone in a maze or trapped in a fire
You sulk for days, it's not what you wanted
your restless ways will set you behind
And you can't always get all that you wanted
It's an overused phrase, but it'll keep you in line
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Willem James Cowan London, Ontario
Writing from experience, and a feeling of discomfort, Willem James Cowan aims to lighten this burden and offer solace to a generation rooted in anxiety, self doubt and social stigma. By weaving together retro and contemporary musical elements, Cowan achieves a sound that is both nostalgic and relatable. ... more
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