bedroom recordings

by lauren.napier

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a collection of bedroom recordings.

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released May 13, 2017

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lauren.napier Berlin, Germany

Inspired by all forms of energy and art, lauren.napier (PunkRockDoll) takes comfort in the written word and in creative performance. With this latest musical incarnation, she hopes that you feel as though you are sitting next to her, surrounded by candles and the pull of the moon. Most sounds were written on her guitar, Görli, with productive tears, new addresses, and a few sips of whiskey. ... more

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Track Name: Rest Easy (bedroom recording)
On the mountain you've made your home
Lost to melody and stone
One hundred twenty months was ne'er enough
For a farewell, my friend.

Rest easy.
Rest easy.

Lists of what could still be done
Lost to a clock we never spun.
Speak to me in these chords I play,
Sit beside me as I sing your face

Rest easy.
Rest easy.

For the world shines brighter for your laugh.
And the sky shines bluer in your photographs.

Rest easy.
Rest easy.
Track Name: Put It On My Tab (bedroom recording)
I've said all that I can say
And I've heard all that I can take
There is nothing left to explain
Time will heal the empty notes

So pour me another whiskey, my dear
Make sure that this one takes
Cause I've still got one foot on the floor
And I still feel the ache

Make me numb, make me numb

I just chase what I want to feel
Rooted in letters that no one still writes
Are your words based in reality
If they are please speak with me

So pour me another whiskey, my dear
Make sure that this one takes
Cause I've still got one foot on the floor
And I still feel the ache

Make me numb, make me numb
Track Name: So Within, So Without (bedroom recording)
Quiet reflection looking back at me
I almost knew her once
She gazes, looking for a face
Searching for something, for what she's not quite sure

"She looks lost."
"She is, my love."
"But why?"
"If you knew, then she'd know."

Screaming answers to the questions they seek
Tarnishing what knowledge they dare to own
She gazes, looking for something more
The one to reveal what she yearns to know

"She looks lost."
"She is, my love."
"But why?"
"If you knew, then she'd know."

Looking glass of the choir and the flood
Telling you what you see above
As it is within, so without
Time to seek, nothing left to doubt
Track Name: a death by drowning (bedroom recording)
I shed tears
I shed tears
Just to drown you
Just to drown you

What is this secret you must tell to me
Urgent enough to fuel you across land and sea

What waits beyond pointed treetops green
Along the waves white and silvery sheen

I shed tears
I shed tears
Just to drown you
Just to drown you

Pavement leads you to strangers once again
So many threads the needle hides the end
Track Name: Horizons of Happenstance (bedroom recording)
A gentleman offers his coat when the chill cuts through the silk
A gentleman offers his hand when the night proves frightful
His shirts are pressed
His soul is quiet
But a distant land does call him home

A gentleman waits until the seagull is in the photoframe
A gentleman fills your red wine before you can see through the glass
His flight is on time
His taxi waits outside
For a distant land does call him home

For a few hours
take my arm
For a few nights
lull me to sleep
For, in a few days, home will call
For, in a few days, home will call

A lady cleans her nylons the ones that match her gown
A lady sits with the feline as the calendar counts down
Her pearls are on
Her mind is quiet
But her life is in another place

A lady paints her lips in a pink of roses past
A lady writes a note in a book aboard a plane an hour away
Her seams are straight
Her heart is beating
For her life is in another place

For a few hours
take my arm
For a few nights
lull me to sleep
For, in a few days, home will call
For, in a few days, home will call

This lady she has always catered to restless feet
Will the return flight ever have an empty seat
Will you kiss her gently knowing the sun will see two?
Will you

For a few hours
take my arm
For a few nights
lull me to sleep
For, in a few days, home will call
For, in a few days, home will call
Track Name: The Plight of the Lazy Masochist (bedroom recording)
Seeing you again is like takin' penicillin with wine
Nullifies the effects but the numbness sure is fine
Told myself this was a cycle I would break
Between the wine and the memories there's only so much I can take

So kiss me back to the past, back to the red dress and a lie that would last
Touch me back to the day where a vision was made without a glimpse of your way
Kiss me back to the past

Seems to me you've changed, could just be the city we're in
Even told myself the person before me could be a twin
Find the way through a past of broken paths
Away from the light and the sighs of the last

So kiss me back to the past, back to the window and crows on the sill
Touch me back to the day, before I knew I would ask you to stay
Kiss me back to the past

A combination of masochism and lazy
Means I didn't wait until my heart she forgave me
I swallow the cycle
I choke on the salt
And I wait....

Your skin might make me burn but what puts out the fire
It takes some time to heal from a loss of fleshly power
All those times the hand touched the coals
A second too long and the story unfolds

So kiss me back to the past, back to a red dress and a lie that would last
Touch me, even today despite a glimpse of your way
Kiss me into the past....
Oh, kiss me into the past...
Oh, kiss me into the past...
Track Name: There's No Honour Among Thieves (bedroom recording)
Another skeleton
The house feels empty
Like when you were here, some time before.

To have this space
It takes two to walk away
For one grows tired of standing in the cold

Who do you think will wait for you
When the words you say amount to dust
Don't you know there's no honour among thieves
A slur of speech is never enough

Bones shine through the skin
No appetite to listen
Sure the standards are high
But what do you value?

When do ya find
That point where enough is enough?
It's not bold in the sand
Or a secret, my dear.

Who do you think will wait for you
When the words you say amount to dust
Don't you know there's no honour among thieves
A slur of speech is never enough

Years amount to
Words turned to dust
Time amounts to
Words turned to dust
Made stone by
Words turned to dust

Who do you think will wait for you
When the words you say amount to dust
Don't you know there's no honour among thieves
A slur of speech is never enough
A slur of speech is never enough
A slur of speech is never enough
Track Name: The Sting Of Two Lips And A Murder (bedroom recording)
How nice to be someone's weakness
She's waiting home for you
You are here across the country.
Lips closed,
Heart open,
I see you, but cannot touch you.

Learn to forget me, my friend.

Her name shall not cross your two lips.
But she's hidden in your sweat
And here she cannot feel you.
Storm breaks
Shots fired
The details are in the tremors.

Learn to forget me, my friend.
Learn to forget me, I know it's not easy but necessary.
A year ago, the letter I read from a lost, lonely boy and the heart that was turned away.

Learn to forget me, my friend.

Fresh stains on a new black t-shirt
The hue will hide the damp of the fabric.
Farewell
Felt the sting
Of two lips and a murder...
Track Name: Heart Holds On To Sorrow (bedroom recording)
Words uttered week ago were heard as truth
What you call a wound has soaked and stained the sheets
How does the truth change from day to day
The sky in Seattle is the same shade of grey

Oh, but I didn't mind saying goodbye
Not sure I can let you go
The mind it lies and ages with time
But the heart holds on to sorrow
The heart holds on to sorrow

Hearts aren't that fickle but the mind of man is
Offer up truth to quiet doubts held in hands
Betrayal has a gasp and a sting
But denial is what moans endlessly

Oh, but I didn't mind saying goodbye
Not sure I can let you go
The mind it lies and ages with time
But the heart holds on to sorrow

The heart holds on, left to find another one
The heart holds on and pleads that you were wrong

The heart holds on
The heart holds on to sorrow
Track Name: Chapters of Lace (bedroom recording)
Been given like them all: a nickname for the past
So I can forget that, forget that
Been trying to erase the words, chapters sewn in lace
So I can forget that, forget that.

I could say that I'm well
Well overdue
For a night of whiskey and wine to forget about you
To forget about you

Been tryin to find the tie between forever and good bye
But you can forget that, forget that
Been standin in the road, not sure which way to go
I have forgotten, forgotten

I could say that I'm well
Well overdue
For a night of whiskey and wine to forget about you
To forget about you

There seems to be this place between forever and the end
Where your word softly dwells and my nightmare begins
I've tried to reconcile so let me be brief:
You loved like an actor
And feel like a thief

Been turnin all the corners consonant to vowel
I can't forget that, forget that
Been tryin erase chapters frayed in lace
I can't forget that, forget that

I could say that I'm well
Well overdue
For a night of whiskey and wine to forget about you
To forget about you
Track Name: Did You Know Him Well? (bedroom recording)
I knew a man, one arm all black with ink
A gun always under his bed
And a feline by his side.

His grin was ever charming
But his words ever grey
One night he was there
It was just a day too late.

Don't say I didn't warn ya
I'm not too blame
I've learned a time or two
After they've whispered my name

I knew a man, who lived by the sea side
He believed in sex for money
And not wounding his pride.

He'll tell you that he loves you
Next day he'll ride away
Not worrying for tomorrow,
For his sins are today.

Don't say I didn't warn ya
I'm not too blame
I've learned a time or two
After they've whispered my name

I knew a man with a tiger down his back
He never chose a path from the fire
Still sifting through the ash

His skin could spark fires
And his hands did calm souls
But he lied about his age
and the past, he forgave

Don't say I didn't warn ya
I'm not too blame
I've learned a time or two
After they've whispered my name
Track Name: Hiding From The Sound Of Fire (bedroom recording)
I eat from a dead man's plate
And I listen for the smell of fire
My dear it is much too late
To rescind what will transpire

Come away from the window
Come away
Come away from the window
Come away

I know my share of words
But have been taught to believe none
They'll shoot til the gun it burns
The blood from their hand in turn

Come away from the window
Come away
Pull the bed from the window
Come away
Come away from the window
Come away
Come away from the window
Come away
Track Name: Freudian Slip, My Dear (bedroom recording)
It's four a.m.
and there's no sleep.
Just the shadow of the bed frame on the wall.

Just yesterday,
one year ago,
words of forever fled from chapped lips with a smile.

I need to get laid
to rest
I need to get laid
to rest

Without the time
it takes to try,
the body"s empty of the sighs for air.

The eyes are closed.
There's still the taste:
a sour sip from a lonely cup of tea.

I need to get laid
to rest
I need to get laid
to rest
Track Name: Cigarettes and Carefree Love (bedroom recording)
Your callous charm has made me forgive you
Time and time again
Have you a pill deep in your pocket
To ease the taste of you?

So I issue a plea
That you'll speak with intention
Hang up the phone until the notion has passed
of cigarettes and carefree love

Your throat is dry, parched from the silence
poison or purity?
Have you a sip in your glass left
To ease the taste of you?

So I issue a plea
That you'll speak with intention
Hang up the phone until the notion has passed
of cigarettes and carefree love

Coffee stains and cowboy boots
The freedom of the open road
With everywhere and nowhere to go...

So I issue a plea
That you'll speak with intention
Hang up the phone until the notion has passed
of cigarettes and carefree love
Track Name: one with the street signs (bedroom recording)
And I sit here in furs
I compose letters I'll never send
The words sit on my lips
Lining the shelves of my heart again

And oh where have you been
What are you doin'?
And oh where have you been
What are doin' to me?

The thing, the thing of it is
I know this is the last goodbye
As much as I try to fight
The inevitable burial

Of our love as it is
And oh where has gone
Of our love as it is
Where have you gone, my love?

The flecks of green in your eyes
They remain in the grass you see
You've become just a piece
Of my everyday scenery

And oh what have you done?
And oh where have you gone, what have you done
To me
What have you done
To me
Track Name: Under Hecate's Gaze (bedroom recording)
How dare you
How dare you be here
I told you, it was not you I fear
It's the way he watches
It's the way he howls
It's the way he watches when you go

Leave me to the shadows
I don't need your rescue

Follow me, follow me to darkness
I'll show you where we can hide
Away from the lights
Away from the sounds
Away from the excess of the crowds

Six pairs of eyes
Ever watchful
Solace or demise
Ever powerful

Leave now or, leave now or be still
A strange scent will bring them near
This way a brambled path
This way along the shore
This way we'll shun the sharpness of their stares

Leave me to the shadows
I don't need a daydream
Leave me to the shadows
I don't need your rescue
Track Name: St. Charles Romance (bedroom recording)
Hand in hand through narrow lanes
And cobblestones handlaid.
Find her in the top of Josef's tower.
Silence sits between the lips
Awaiting a stranger's hiss,
will you let her know your secret?
Til goodbye?

It's a nice day for St. Charles romance
It's a nice day to settle down.
It's a fine time to stand in line,
goodbye's become the thrill.

Separate beds breed many thoughts
And dreams connect the pins
From maps upon four different walls.
Wander in the moonlight
Let the swans swarm the shore
Will you walk her home?
For goodbye?

Goodbye and goodnight
For when I do wake
Upon that other shore
I must say goodbye to her.

It's a nice day for St. Charles romance
It's a nice day to settle down.
It's a fine time to stand in line,
goodbye's become the thrill.