A Tentative Time in Creation

by ATTIC

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Our First EP, A Tentative Time In Creation

credits

released 22 August 2012
Mixed and Mastered by Dylan Castaldi & Stephen Lighthouse

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tags: electronic rock & roll ambient ambient electronic female vocalist moody psychedelic singer-songwriter Charlotte

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Track Name: Coffee Table
It's not what you do or say,
It's what you don't
And you're stranded
It's not what you bring along,
It's what you don't
You're empty handed

Everything you own is a sparkling globe
That you hang from the ceiling
Everything you gather is a pile of shells
That you place in a jar
And set on your mantle

So many things in storage facilities,
Run your hand across the marble
So many goods from other countries,
Run your hand across the marble
Does it mean a thing when you're restless?
Does it mean a thing,
Walls lined with asbestos
Does it mean a thing when you're restless?
Does it mean a thing,
Walls lined with asbestos

It's not what you do or say,
It's what you don't
And you're stranded
It's not what you bring along,
It's what you don't
You're empty handed

Everything you are is a coffee table
That you cover with picture books
Everything you do is a sedative
That you place in your mouth
Then wait for it to kick in.

It's not what you do or say,
It's what you don't
And you're stranded
It's not what you bring along,
It's what you don't
You're empty handed

Beautiful shiny things
Beautiful shiny thing
Beautiful shiny thing
Run your hand across the marble

It doesn't mean a thing
It doesn't mean any thing
It doesn't mean a thing
It doesn't mean any thing.
Track Name: Swedish Baby Doll
Merry Christmas,
Your mother has something for you
She saved up for so long,
And you know it was her dream
Since she was a little girl
To have this doll...

Thank you kindly my loving family,
But I don't really know what this means
Pretty blue eyes and white blonde hair
I don't really know what that means
Pretty doll...

So I grabbed the matches
And the kerosene
'Cause her dress was lovely
And that scared me
So I grabbed the matches
And the kerosene
'Cause she was lovely
And that scared me
That's scary...

Sorry that I ripped your arms off
(Didn't know what I was doing)
Sorry that I pulled your lashes
(Didn't get what I was seeing)
And as I'm running home my socks fall down
(Dad's gonna' be angry now)
And I stumble and I hit the ground
(Mom's sure gonna' have a cow)
And they're snickering
And I don't really know what that means
Pretty blue eyes and white blonde hair
I don't really know what that means
Pretty doll...
(Why do they laugh at me?)
(My baby's suffering)

My Mama thinks I'm crazy
'Cause I can't appreciate such a wonderful baby
My Mama thinks I'm crazy
'Cause I can't appreciate
Such a wonderful,
Such a wonderful,
Such a wonderful baby,
Pretty doll.
Track Name: Quality Pavement
I can see the pavement
Fine, quality, pavement
The asphalt shining in the dim light
Of the early night,
So pristine
And so steady
I like to put one foot in front of the other,
I feel strong and honored to be
So pristine
And so ready
(help)

But suddenly it's changing,
The ground is decaying
crumbling from something strong
To messy wrong
It's taking me
It's taking me...
(help)

From clean,
To mush and madness
Where did I go?
What just happened?
Clean,
To so dirty
I can't wash it off
It's all over me
Clean,
To mush and madness
Where did I go,
Did that just happen?
Clean,
To smothering
I can't wash it off
It's covering me,
Covering me.

I can see the thick sludge
Oozing up my clean tux
I try and move,
But I won't budge
I'm sinking...and it's changing me...
(help)

From clean,
To mush and madness
Where did I go,
What just happened?
Clean,
To so dirty
I can't wash it off
It's all over me
Clean,
To mush and madness
Where did I go,
Did that really happen?
Clean,
To smothering
I can't wash it off
It's covering me,
Covering me.

I like to put one foot in front of the other...
Track Name: Luggage
Can't ever be good enough
There's always something pulling me from the center
And that's where the action is
That's where it's happenin'

I know that you want it,
But what is your talent?
Why are you so special?
I know that you're hungry,
But where is your knife and napkin?
You don't seem ready...

Can't ever be skilled enough
There's always something missing or empty
That's what the man in the suit tells me
As he adjusts his cufflinks in my dream...

And when my tie is tight,
I am a man of strength
And when my wallet's out,
My time is precious
And when my tie is tight,
I am a man of strength
And when my wallet's out,
My time is pressure

Girls and dresses,
They always cry
Girls and dresses,
They always cry
Not like the man and his black tie
Not like the man and his black tie, right?
Too much baggage
Too much baggage
Too much baggage
Too much baggage
Not like the man and his black tie, right?
Not like the man and his black tie, right?
Too much baggage
Too much baggage
Too much baggage
Too much baggage
And you can't take that with you.
Track Name: Whatevr
Hey, I could live inside of a well
I don't care if it's dark or if it's hell
Hey, I could live inside it still...
I could make it

But where am I going?
I don't know
Up or down or out, oh no
Is it through the hills or is it underground?
Hey, I don't know...

Hey, I could live inside of a well
I won't mind the critters swimming next to me
'Cause I know eventually,
I'll rather crave the company, Hey hey

But where am I going?
I don't know
Up or down or out, oh no
Is it through the hills or is it underground?
Oh, I don't know...

Hey, I could live inside of a WHALE
I won't mind the faint light hovering above
The slimy dank',
Will keep me wide awake
The bats can be my tour guide

But where am I going?
I don't know
Up or down or out, oh no
Is it through the hills or is it underground?
Hey, I don't know,
Oh, I don't know...