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New Homes / New Hopes EP

by Amateur Historians

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1.
walked through cityscapes like silhouettes in the very dead of night woke with twisted necks from staring at each other all the time but you're not naive, you know all good things come to an end. stop forging the anchor, and cast it off now you're ready from too many years holding a sinking ship steady you've woken some demons up, but you'll keep them all in check, you swear you will. but they'll keep clawing at yr soul 'til they break you and the longer you hold out, the harder it makes this it's time to face it head on & say what you should've said so long ago. keep saving yr graces, i'll keep taking my chances i'm avoiding yr eyes, we're making poor conversation for all the calls that you make you can't bear to talk basics well this is our last call, and i'm afraid to say this is all we ever are. if you stay solid as a rock, i'll come crashing break my bows over births and spill my sails across yr shore leave my body to be gorged on by seagulls. it's all that i'm worth. keep saving yr graces, i'll keep taking my chances drifting apart i'm still dreaming you miss me don't be disheartened you're not who you could be
2.
some people never get sick of the city that they live in but i've spilt my guts too much on these streets to feel forgiving well, i think it's time to leave and stop fearing feeling free. now my life's long distance lovers and faraway friends at least i'll always have a floor for a bed in the end. but if you could stay with me then i might get more sleep i know i'm never where i want, it seems no matter where i am it could always be somewhere where i'd maybe feel more like me and less like slaughtered meat left to hang for weeks could be belfast or glasgow, sheffield or leeds. wrapped in yr arms, or with friends i need to make me feel whole but in the end i think i'd be better left by the side of the road. i'm my own worst enemy but i wouldn't wish this on myself. well for what it's worth i wouldn't wish this on anyone else. this city is a graveyard, terraced houses loom like tombstones that in the hazy light of evening seem like fangs if the city wants to eat me, it can go ahead and try but i hope that it chokes on my bones.
3.
and so it starts with little sparks then twisted hearts string us together barely sleeping, staying warm all through this winter that we'll weather on my way to yr house, i sleep through cities that i pass a thousand cars for fairy lights & all their headlamps guide my path i know that it hurts sometimes. well it's hard work, but it's worth every second. i know that it hurts sometimes well it's hard [work] (but what did you expect?) i guess you hate to guess what's next but why'd you want to see then wait? now we're sleeping, but we're cold well it gets easier we're told on my way back home i curse the carriageways for all this distance and blame blood red tail lights seething through the night for all that's missing.
4.
you're slurring words and feeling worse for wear. but you'll still get yr tongue around his are you sure you didn't ask for this? are you sure that you want this anymore? exhale slow. then breathe in deep. you're hanging off his arm, barely holding it together well you still might get what you came for just don't mistake him for yr saviour. are you sure that you can be saved anymore? well what comes next? walk out & leave. since you've been dancing in the dry ice bright lights leave you burnt out every night they're all the same, so it seems. with sweat and sin sliding off yr skin in the streets. as the morning light rises over hills. well what we'll get will never be enough on nights like this you can't hold out for trust. i'm standing outside & i'm still feeling fucking bitter it's about time that i got better i know bit by bit i'll get there though i'm not sure that i care anymore. have a heart and hold it close
5.
i'm not saying that this has got no worth, but let's start facing facts without losing face and take some positives from this. well you're not your problems and you're not what you've got that's not your fault.

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Recorded over the months of June & July with Clark Phillips at Great Northern Productions.

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released August 15, 2012

Amateur Historians are Chris Curry + Luke Casey + Gerard McCorry.
All tracks written, arranged, and performed by Amateur Historians.
Trumpet on Track 5 performed by Judith Carville.
All tracks recorded, mixed, and mastered by Clark Phillips at Great Northern Productions.
All artwork by Jacob Tomlinson.

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Amateur Historians Belfast, UK

Three people, zero superpowers.

We are Chris Curry, Luke Casey, and Gerard McCorry and we write stupidly heart on sleeve emo songs shrouded in indie-pop chord progressions.

Amateur Historians started in early 2011 & despite spending most of the year and a half we've been together on different land masses, we've managed to remain a band that exist, yes.
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