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Precise
02:21
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High as a kite and you realize
There isn't but a star in the sky
Lying awake to the sound of the flies
And the horror film inside of your mind
Running around on foreign ground
Forgetting every little piece of advice
It's better to stew in your head for a while
Where everything is very precise
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Moon Goes Down
04:57
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Don't want you to fight all night?
I can love you when the morning comes
We're sitting by the fire light
And I let it all just come undone
Don't you know what feeling is?
You've never been so underground
I don't feel well, I'm going in
I can love you when the moon goes down
I'm freezing and I'm dead inside
I'm lying on this dirty couch
Just try and let the pain subside
All these words are filling up my mouth
The air is cold, the stars are bright
It's empty and it constantly rings
Every day and every night
We'll stare at the stars and we'll sing
Ice cold house fire
Reaching through wires
Watch the ceiling
Curb this feeling
Fading right before my eyes
I feel my temples start to ache
I couldn't hide it if I tried
I know that I am bound to break
I need another glass of wine
Everybody's saying the same thing
That every day and every night
We'll take to the sky and we'll sing
Ice cold house fire
Reaching through wires
Watch the ceiling
Curb this feeling
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Old Dog's Howl
03:46
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Far away the window shuts
You can hear the echo from a few streets down
He's so sick of hearing the dog bark
Tied to a fence post in the backyard with his long face down
As the cold wind blows off the ocean floor
You can hear him howl at the pane glass door
It's not easy to ignore
But he's a stubborn man, and he's not good at discipline
Just leave him out, I can't stand the old dog's howl
You're screaming out, you're upset but I'm too proud
And it's your fault for acting up
And I can't stand the way that you look at me
And once again the window shuts
'Cause he can't hear the sound of the new TV
Just leave him out, I can't stand the old dog's howl
You're screaming out, you're upset but I'm too proud
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Linger
03:25
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Waiting for the night to call me back again
Waiting for someone, I feel I've lost a friend
So turn the years around, dig a small hole in the ground
So we can light a fire, and sit around it
Though I lost control of myself, said a lot
Maybe we will meet again, and maybe not
I've let bridges burn, waiting for the world to turn
But I forgot it didn't turn around me
Reaching out to fall
Breathing out it lingers
And you are not at fault
So stay a little longer
Can you write a story at just seventeen?
Have you learned enough to make it mean something?
Now I'm twenty one, and I still feel way to young
To keep bleeding out my feelings in the carpet
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Pressure
03:07
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I hear the pounds on the doorway
I feel the bass through the floor
You’re kind of looking in my direction to see if I’m bored
I wish I could do more
Eats me straight to the core
I see the faces around me
I hear their feet on the stairs
I feel the pulsing the short reflections they weaken my stare
I could pull out my hair
But that wouldn’t be fair
I feel the pressure in the ceiling
And though I wish that I was leaving
I feel the pressure in the ceiling
But I’ll be fine
Absence of truth in their gazes
The lack of grace in the air
A constant shuffle of quick replacements to pay for the fare
And though the sight is astounding
I'm sort of lost in the stage
Suddenly I find I'm a symptom of this unspeakable rage
I get caught on the page
Step inside of this cage
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Greed
04:23
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Reaching out until my lessons learned
I'm drifting to a place of no return
An emphasis on dedication turned
Floating freely, facing no concern
I rest inside a darkened state of mind
Feeling senseless, feeling overtired
Crowds of people leave me stray
I hope to try again another day
These illusions are just temporary
I feel envy, I feel greed
And I dread falling asleep sometimes
I'm terrified of things inside my mind
What if everything I dream comes true?
Frightened like a child of losing you
This satisfaction is just temporary
I feel the darkness, it is getting scary
I feel envy, I feel greed
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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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