1. |
High and Low
04:26
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He likes to borrow time from people takin' care of him
round the clock I waited for a change
We would ride way up the coast and go up and down again
that's how we were
so high and so low
I still smell his smoke in my hair,
sometimes I think it'll always be there
he left his mark, that's for sure
He tells me that he knows me, but he doesn't know himself
I know he's never gonna wanna even change
ooh ooh, stop pushing me away
ooh ooh, the light has changed
we would ride way up the coast and go up and down again
we would ride way up the coast and go up and down again
He likes to borrow money from people takin' care of him
and make promises to work real hard
then he runs right under a bus, his body and all his goddamn stuff
that's when he'll want to talk to me
ooh ooh, stop pushing me away
ooh ooh, the light has changed
we would ride way up the coast and go up and down again
we would ride way up the coast and go up and down again
Him I can't say no to, so I have to turn away
he told me I'm a fighter but I'm fighting myself today
we would ride way up the coast and go up and down again
that's how we were
so high and so low
that's how we were
so high and so low
that's how we were
so high and so low
Written by Elena Rossman
Vocals: Elena Rossman and Olivia Radovich
Guitar: Elena Rossman
Drums & Bass: Cian Riordan
Organ: Gianni Staiano
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2. |
Your Bike Parts
04:17
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We used to dream of living
but living now is all we have for sure
Did you see me, did you see me there,
Or are you blind to kindness and despair?
I was feeling, I was feeling you
but you were numb to what you put me through
You like your bike parts more than me
here I am, but dammit you don't see
You touch your bike parts more than mine
do I just lay here naked every time?
While you were down there all stressed out
I was up here chopping my own wood
You think you have me figured out
but you're too scared of living like you should
DId you see me, did you see me there,
or are you blind to kindness and despair?
I was feeling, I was feeling you
but you were numb to what you put me through
You like your bike parts more than me
here I am, but dammit you don't see
You touch your bike parts more than mine
do I just lay here naked every time?
You like your bike parts more than me
here I am, but dammit you don't see
You touch your bike parts more than mine
do I just lay here naked every time?
You like your bike parts more than me
here I am, but dammit you don't see
You touch your bike parts more than mine
do I just lay here naked every time?
We used to dream of living
but living now is all we have for sure
Written by Olivia Radovich
Vocals: Olivia Radovich
Guitar: Elena Rossman
Background vocals: Elena Rossman
Drums & Bass: Cian Riordan
Rhodes: Gianni Staiano
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3. |
Stoned
04:14
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Tie back my hair from my tired eyes
I was always yours for the taking
In the driveway behind the garden, I hid
before I drove off and left you standing
stoned
stoned
stoned
stoned
I am not proud
I am not proud
I am not proud of this
I am not proud
You have a whole house, a whole life of mine
I was always the one waiting for you to come home
You have a vice, a shiny look in your eyes
I was always taking you like you would take your medicine
I am not proud
I am not proud
I am not proud of this
I am not proud
I am not proud
I am not proud of this
I am not proud
We said goodbye in your driveway late at night
I was always yours for the taking, even then
How can I love a man who trembles in his own skin,
stoned
stoned
stoned
stoned
stoned (I am not proud)
stoned (I am not proud)
stoned (I am not proud of this)
stoned
stoned
stoned
stoned
stoned
I am not proud
I am not proud
I am not proud of this
I am not proud
I am not proud
I am not proud of this
I am not proud
Written by Elena Rossman
Vocals: Elena Rossman and Olivia Radovich
Guitar: Elena Rossman
Lap Steel: Taylor Brown
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4. |
Do It Yourself
01:48
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Sun comes in to my bedroom
wakes me up before I'm ready to
If you want to get me out of bed
you better figure out how to get in
If you want to get me out of bed
you better roll over and do all things you said
I'm not gonna make you coffee every morning
I'm not gonna do your laundry, I've got better things
Baby, baby show me yourself
Baby, baby show me your health
Baby, baby do it yourself
Baby, baby make me stay
La da da da, la da da da da
La da da da, la da da da da
Baby, baby make me stay
Written by Olivia Radovich
Vocals: Olivia Radovich
Piano: Olivia Radovich and Cian Riordan
Percussion: Olivia Radovich, Cian Riordan and Elena Rossman
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5. |
Morning in Harlem
05:15
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Early morning and I'm in Harlem
hoping for some kind of relief
in this city there's so much heat
but I'm cold and I'm alone
I've never known myself this way before
Maybe I'll forgive or forget
when I'm walking alone in Brooklyn
no one here knows my past
I keep looking for signs of places you've been
So I'll stick my hands in my pockets
and walk forward
in New York, you gotta keep looking up
I'll feel salt on my skin and pretend I didn't leave anything behind
in California
in California
Counting memories of his skin pressed up against me
I believe I can move things
but he wouldn't change, he wouldn't change for me
So I'll stick my hands in my pockets
and walk forward
in New York, you gotta keep looking up
I'll feel salt on my skin and pretend I didn't leave anything behind
in California
in California
So I'll stick my hands in my pockets
and walk forward
in New York, you gotta keep looking up
I'll feel salt on my skin and pretend I didn't leave anything behind
in California
in California
I believe I can move things
but he wouldn't change, he wouldn't change for me
I believe I can move things
I believe I can move things
I believe I can move things
I believe I can move things
Written by Elena Rossman
Vocals: Elena Rossman and Olivia Radovich
Guitar: Elena Rossman
Drums & Bass: Cian Riordan
Piano: Gianni Staiano
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6. |
Hot Air
03:35
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It's easier to do it this way
I block out noise and run around free
and time keeps moving
I could stretch my arms
to span my life at large
and hot air would still spill from my mouth
I'm like a ghost
trying to be seen
I can't compete with you
for how much air we're losing
It's easier to do it this way
I move like I don't need nobody
I dance like I don't need nobody and
hot air still spills from my mouth
I'm like a ghost
trying to be seen
I can't compete with you
for how much air we're losing
It's easier to do it this way
I kiss like I don't need nobody
I dance like I don't need nobody
I pretend that I don't need nobody,
I
I
I
I......
Written by Elena Rossman
Vocals: Elena Rossman, Olivia Radovich and Simone Vincenty
Guitar: Elena Rossman
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The Beekeepers Santa Cruz, California
On a northbound road trip up the California coast in 2009, The Beekeepers were born. Inspired by animated conversation with two Australian hitchikers about the extinction of bees and the importance of folk music, Olivia and Elena decided to put a name to their honey sweet harmonies and acoustic guitar plucking. ... more
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