Songs From the Past Two Years

by tegan (pre-2014)

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This is a collection of home recordings (of varying quality) that I've made since February of 2012, when I started songwriting a bit more seriously. I've come a long way since then and really started to develop my own style of composition, so I'm sort of leaving this collection here as a relic of the past. These songs were all important landmarks in my personal development as an artist, but I feel that they don't reflect my present abilities – I'm moving on and starting to attempt some more experimental musical endeavours, although I might re-record and create new arrangements of a few of these songs sometime in the future. I always appreciate donations, but please feel welcome to download the whole album or any individual song for free.

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released September 24, 2014

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tegan (pre-2014) Vancouver, British Columbia

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Track Name: Wake of Wintertime
In the wake of wintertime,
something often crossed my mind –
the unsteady truths we told,
captured in the season’s fold

I don’t remember what my face looks like
I can’t tell apart a mirror and a window
I keep on singing that one song I like:
filling in the empty overflow,
the empty overflow

I didn’t mean to take it,
but nothing here is sacred
Somehow, you’re proud of me
while I’m picking up pieces of my dignity
in the wake of wintertime

Bright, flashing arrows taunting me
Escaped the crumpled capsule through the back seat
It’s a stranger’s job to comfort me
Somewhere else, the music played on repeat,
played on repeat

I can’t go in there alone
It smells like death and cheap cologne
I’m sorry, it’s nothing like home
I can’t go alone, but I will,
in the wake of wintertime

It’s the last thing you’d ever do to me
But you’ll have to let go, inevitably
The future is distant, and yet, tangibly,
I’m here, in winter’s wake:
and yours begins again
Yours begins again
Yours begins again
It’s always wintertime
Track Name: Temporary
Only twice:
twice in a life
will you be
helpless.

Oh, soon,
your name will be gone.
Gone and gutted:
meaningless sound

You tell yourself:
purpose
is for the weak ones
who can’t live
in uncertainty.

CHORUS
Temporary friends,
easy to expend.
Finding them again,
too late to make amends.

Too late to make amends,
hope you’ll never meet again


A fleeting
symbiosis –
when it’s done,
you’ll feel soulless.

Shaken
to your core –
you don’t feel the shards of shame
anymore.

You tell yourself:
purpose
is for the weak ones
who can’t live
in uncertainty.

CHORUS

Too late to make new friends
Track Name: Ashtaste
My sweet lark
Oh, I wish that you had a heart
And that you were never afraid
To give yourself away

And this song
You’ve heard it before, somewhere else
It’s familiar in all the right ways
A memory you can’t quite place

You don’t know, you don’t know who you are anymore
It’s been years since you came ashore
That ship was sunk long ago

It tastes like
Washing down ashes with bile
It’s okay, you’re still in denial
It might take quite a long while

All I see
Is the colour behind your eyes
Reflecting the things you despise
It’s such a transparent guise

You don’t know, you don’t know who you are anymore
It’s been years since you came ashore
That ship was sunk long ago

You’ll stay here
While the snow falls outside, in the sun
A brightly lit world’s no fun
When you’ve been exposed all at once

Heaviness
Keeps you locked to your bed
You know it’s all in your head
You can’t shake the feeling of dread

You aren’t here, you aren’t here, you aren’t here anymore
What do we have left to wait for?
You aren’t here anymore