The Lake from The Lake by Louis Gardner

When I try to breathe
Slowly I can hardly tell
The world from the room
Throw me into the open wound

I begin to see
Colours you can’t imagine

When I try to sing
Words float peacefully
When it’s only for me
Birds float so easily
I find it hard
With others watching me

And all of me wants what you have

Towards the coastline
I’ll find the old times
That comfort and cover me
The warm breeze and the water, a little green
And I’ve got one, two, three pairs of eyes
And if I think too hard they capsize
Into the lake

Wash away you wash away it all
Holding to the place where you were born
Deep beside there’ll be no other
Place to describe the shape of love or
Happy little fluffy clouds and all
Oh my god are we still human or
Have we forgotten everything?
Deep inside me there’s something that I want
To come out me but it gets repressed
Wash away I’ll wash away it all

See the insides of your black machine
Flooding at the seams
Wires all tangled cover up a bruise
You technicoloured loser
Oh to be the one to prove them wrong
Were we ever here as one?
I do believe in the state of eternal balance
But which side of the coin are we on?

Still the birds sing every day
Still the birds sing all day long
Still the clouds sing
And I’ll be locked in looking away
Still the blue sky
Still the blue sky finds a way
To tell you
Kinder times are coming
Still

And I hold my breath
You have one chance
When I try to breathe
I hold my breath
Slowly
I can hardly tell the world from the room
I hold my breath
One day
It will be okay
I hold my breath
As I move round the room I hold my breath
You have one chance

I know a sickness and it’s called disinterest

• Ambient
• Drone
• Electro Acoustic
• Electronic
• Experimental
• Modern Classical
• United Kingdom