1. |
Her Dad
02:25
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Wake up at 2am
With a bad taste in my mouth
I’ve got a missed call from my mom
And a dozen from a friend
She’s probably out there
Somewhere in the dark
Struggling with the feelings
That she has for a man
Who’s almost twice our age
Has no sense of humour
But reminds her of her father
She never liked her dad
But people forget
Not everybody’s happy
Not everybody’s sad
I guess this is what happens
Until we are all there
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2. |
SONO
04:44
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I’ve been taking lots of photographs
To keep those places and people in my head
And now I lost almost all of them because of them fucking cheap hard drives
I guess I finally understand what you’ve been going through when you moved
Listening to the same old tapes in my old car’s what makes me cry
I recall all the times you drove and I just slept there in the dark
Cause I have no new memories
No I have no new memories
I just think it’s time you stopped trying to fulfill all of your parents’ dreams
You’re 24, living on your own, with nothing that makes you happy anymore
Listening to the same old tapes in my old car’s what makes me cry
I recall all the times you drove and I just slept there in the dark
Cause I have no new memories
No I have no new memories
Pictures from the past are going blank
I’m losing my memories
As my friends who never come back
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3. |
11 Rue de Médicis
03:34
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I got out of the bus
After an overnight ride
It was raining like hell
And there was nowhere to hide
So I took a city bike
To the opposite bank
And hoped for the best
Hoped I wouldn’t crash
The traffic was heavy
I was soaking wet
Wanted to turn at the crossing
But slipped on the road instead
At first I couldn’t breath
But it didn’t hurt
I got back on my feet
And started to walk down
In the city where I live
Where I hardly know anyone
Where the streets are wide
The girls are pretty
My flat is close to the sky
Where I think of you
But you’re not here
And I can’t call you all the time
In the city that I now call home
Thanks for having me at your place
It was a really nice weekend
We catched up like we hadn’t for years
And I finally met your girlfriend
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4. |
11 Rue de Médicis pt. 2
01:25
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5. |
Střelecký ostrov
03:55
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Remember the day you told me you’d grown up in the USA
For me as a 3CK it was special in so many ways
You pretended your heart disease was getting bad, when you were mad at me
I was worried and you started crying, I didn’t you were lying
But after a year
We finally made it clear
Almost anything you
Told me was actually true
And it was so hard to tell
What I actually felt
Or the day when I came to your mother’s shop where you worked on weekends
We silently listened to The First Days of Spring and we knew what it meant
We didn’t talk much but we… Almost broke up that day
It didn’t last long but we… We knew what it meant
And it was so hard to tell
What I actually felt
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6. |
3. 1. 2000
02:38
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Two little kids walking next to each other
In their brand new sweaters, it’s the day after Christmas
On the way to school, I show you my choker
And you do your best to hide that you have a t-shirt with a collar
I heard your dad slapped your mother
She spent Christmas Eve crying in the kitchen
They’ll soon get divorced and you’ll have to move with her
And I don’t know how to talk about it with you
Cause I don’t want you to perceive me like your dad or the other boys
I am nothing like your father, I would never hurt you girl
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7. |
Františka Křížka 21
04:14
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I was so proud of you and everything we started
I don’t know how this got just a little bit harder
When I moved back to Prague and the life that we were used to
You got all weird cause I was nothing that you wanted me to
If I was a girl (I would be just like you, oh quite like you)
If I was a girl (I would be just like you, oh quite like you)
If I was a girl, I would be just like you, oh quite like you
I was so proud of you and everything we started
I don’t know how this got so much harder than we thought
If I, If I, If I, If I
If I move out would you come with me?
So are you sure that we are in a wrong time
You don’t want to hold on to this
Why don’t we even try
So are you sure that this is a wrong place?
Are you sure that we are in a wrong time?
You don’t want to hold on to it
Why don’t we ever cry
I guess we’re both just too full of ourselves
This is not what you thought
This is not what I thought
This is not what you thought
This is not what I thought
(2x)
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8. |
Hermannstraße 30
02:27
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This winter felt like a shelter thanks to the time we spent together
Cops proudly marching around but purpose is still to be found
Day long conversations about our recent revelations
I’d love to hear what you read, wait for me I’m still in my bed
Third weekend at our place, I’m losing track of time and space
I guess I could stay forever, I’d just love to get old here together
The bell keeps ringing all night: “Welcome, third floor, second door!”
Just bring anyone my friend
I got a phone call from pa, he always calls me from the car
He tells me he’s doing fine, I hope there’s nothing to read between the lines
I guess that he’s been better, but with mom they are still together
And that’s become quite rare…
And I need some touch, no longer shy to ask
But nobody seems to care
So I lay down right in my bed, tangled up in double blankets
To feel something between my arms
And I whisper til later my friend…
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9. |
Altona, Hamburg
03:54
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So what’s the trouble with you lately
You haven’t showered in a week
Half awake and half asleep
Never ever felt this weak
I made you cry
It feels like the end
And I forgot about you
So
I won’t write to you at all
If you won’t make the call
I will avoid the bars and pubs
we used to hang out in
with our friends
and (I’ll) freeze
our memories
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10. |
If You Wait Long Enough
02:50
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I never said I could sing
I never said I could love
I’m just trying my best
Maybe it’s time to move on
But the more that I think about you
The more I think about love
Happy to wait here for you
To hold you tight
I never said I could dance
I never said I won’t fall
I’m just trying my best
Maybe it’s time to go home
But the more that I think about you
The more I think about love
Happy to wait here for you
To hold you tight
If you wait long enough (in one place)
The whole world could come to you
(2x)
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Cold Cold Nights Hlavní město Praha, Czech Republic
indie / post folk / lo-fi
Booking (worldwide): coldcoldnightsband@gmail.com
Management: blackpearlabel@gmail.com
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