When We're Young

by The Bookshop Band

/
  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Includes unlimited streaming of When We're Young via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days
    edition of 1000 

      £12 GBP or more 

     

  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      £7 GBP  or more

     

1.
Silently we walk (silently we walk) Quietly I pray (quietly she prays) Quietly I smile Quietly I sing (quietly he sings) Softly she’s humming (hmmm) Out of the silent film Into the woods This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love. Into the woods we go Shifting to and fro And like trees we grow Into the woods we go He’ll keep his cover low But by the end you’ll know This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love. Quietly you leave I won’t need to grieve We’ll all have what we need, and I see This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love. This. Is. Love.
2.
When we’re young We Run into the sun When we’re young We ride into the night And tonight We’re gonna fly into the morning light Into the morning light The morning light Hits us right in the face The day taking its place In our minds The day that we came to ride The fresh dark air on my face The sweetest breath I could take The perfect destination The place unknown and strange And we take, each bend Like its our last And we ride Like were never coming back And tonight We’re gonna fly Into the morning light… Slow picking down on third Move into single strums Hits us right in the face The day taking its place In our minds The day that we came to ride
3.
Packed lunch in my rucksack as I head out onto the pavement, To start my daily evolution And by the time I reach the school gate A smile has reached my face And I’m the girl you all know Do you remember that party? It’s probably pretty hazy I hope that your OK. Dropped you home in your pajamas Now your sat next to that girl again Want to make sure your OK. Sittin at the back of the class Throwing paper planes for a laugh Sittin at the back of the class Paper aeroplanes is where it starts Do you want to meet me after class We could take walk Head down to the chip shop We could talk and never stop I’ll see you after class, We’ll run down to the beach We’ll run so fast And we’ll jump right in So I’m throwing paper planes Paper aeroplanes Paper aeroplanes Paper aeroplanes And even when they stare And even when they laugh And even when things get dark I’ll be there till the end I love you you’re my best friend We’re throwing paper planes Paper aeroplanes We’re throwing paper planes Paper aeroplanes…
4.
Here, in this car We are friends together This is a start And we’ll go where ever I’m not here to escape, but Just to feel the breeze Feel the wind on my face And breathe Here, in my heart Should I be another You, after all Look at me like some other Oh, what ever we forget now There’s nothing to forgive Winding down To let in air Take the wheel, like you’ve shown Take it real slow Do you feel you’re not alone, as you Take a stage of your own Here the wind has a flow But also many streams You can love who you loose And everyone it keeps We’re not here to escape but Just to catch a breeze Feel the wind shape the tree inside of me Here, in my heart Should I be another You, after all Look at me like some other
5.
The lights 05:04
It looks like me But there’s a face that you can’t see I’m young and I should be free We’re young so let’s be Take me away From the scenes of today Where I can be who I am Not sure if I can Though the lights are gone I must carry on Though the lights are gone I must carry on You know me well I know you as well There’s a time to hide And a time to cry I’d suffocate In this small space For so long, so long Get me out So I can carry on Though the lights are gone I must carry on Though the lights are gone you must carry on Unknown feeling Left us living We change as the world goes round Who knows where we are bound I’m pegged to the ground And I can hear the best sounds Though the lights are gone I must carry on Though the lights are gone you must carry on Though you are gone we must carry on It’s not the end It’s not the end
6.
In a room faced with you In a room faced with life Not sure what to do this time This time And time is all we ever have So I sang Sang the only song I had I gave it all I got Had nothing to loose And like a leaf just dropped The breeze takes me across The Fields And takes these words and them fly This song and I Past the place, where my life once laid And the Universe is wide And when I open my eyes The room and I Stand silent and amazed For the child I am A mans song I sang And it carried me Carried me away Away I ran and away I stayed I’ll be home mam, on a windy day For though your child I am A mans song I sang Your child I am A mans song I sang And it carried me away
7.
Reckless, focusing devotion New life out on the horizon Hold on to fear like it’s golden Shoots through the body but I hold on My mind turns upside down There is no ground, almighty sound The silence Craving another hit of freedom Wanting more of it to feed on The world flies inside out I start to doubt Alone The silence Losing gravity I could die like this Still but falling free with my mind at ease Beauty, it’s the power of now I miss.
8.
A slow shift 04:12
The first drift, a slow tectonic shift A small fist on a window pane in the night Soft but sure, made the first Crack appear That would finally give way To the almighty roar That came careering through my life Obeying beasts that cried And in the white smoke and dust Hope stung our young eyes And in the white smoke and dust Hope stung our young eyes Years and miles From that child Dark night skies rain down It’s black light A gleaming road Through our young lives And in it’s surface I found the future and I I felt the universe expand My eyes they were opened wide And in the white smoke and dust Hope stung our young eyes And in the white smoke and dust Hope stung our young eyes And my mind was reeling with what could be Of particles and possibilities Time has passed Life has had It’s own way Ours to take Different paths How do we see clearly through each day?
9.
Sunsets are best when You give them coal, to help them glow Secrets, are often kept In the dark, but the bruises Always start to slowly show December brings that darkness through the door And then she swings and there’s diamonds on the floor A shard of halo to protect them all, from this home. Locked away, for safety Hidden here, been growing up for years And it’s a fight to find the gems of school But Wednesday’s walk sees Emeralds on the floor A jagged halo around us all, and this home. The sun’s set, but it’s not over yet.
10.
Autumn 1494, Henry placed his young son On a horses back to ride, Through the streets of London Against a writhing tide, of crowds Who were astonished to see The young prince passing by, Riding unaccompanied, His year was only three A Duke he will soon ride A duke you will soon find Young Henry they cried In Autumn 96, Warbeck’s men moved south To plunder and to pillage, From the English Mouth And challenge Henry’s claim To the English crown A Resistance it did rise And Henry’s raging tide, Of war would not subside Autumn 97, and Henry’s war raged on His mind full of suspicion, So many good men gone And dressed in costly black and grey, His fear it grew with every day So his war it raged on, His Kingdom would survive The Pretender and his men Began to sink beneath Henry’s raging tide, and firm set mind High up in the Tower Two young men now dwell Lost in mind and body, to the growing swell Of conspirators and plotting men, Their sorry young lives Quenched of all that meant, anything true Symbols of royal blood, So near their deaths grew Then in 1499 Warbeck and Warwick lost their, ill fated lives Their troubled souls released And Henry’s troubled mind, now at peace.
11.
Warbeck and Warwick were two young men Who were told they had claims To the throne of England But Henry the 7th, well he’d have none of this He locked them in the tower And was done with it They may as well, have been dead They may, as well have, been dead But then some time later Someone planned an escape And Henry the 7th, well he was enraged He’d have none of this, he’d have none of this And he chopped of their heads And was done with it They were dead, They were dead Poor Warbeck and Warwick Two unfortunate men Who thought they had claims To the throne of England Tortured and punished for their attempts Used by some many, for their own ends They were better off dead They were better off dead Poor Warwick and Warbeck
12.

about

An album responding to authors that write about the world through young eyes, growing pains and growing joys, about finding your voice and not letting life and others take it away. Songs inspired by The Fields (Kevin Maher), Paper Aeroplanes (Dawn O’Porter), Maggie and Me (Damian Barr), Enchantment (Pietro Grossi), Breath (Tim Winton - reads), The Last Summer Of Us (Maggie Harcourt), The Winter King (Thomas Penn).

credits

released January 9, 2017

All tracks written by Beth Porter, Poppy Pitt and Ben Please, except tracks 4 & 5 which were written by Beth Porter and Ben Please, and bonus track 12 which features an extract from Tim Winton’s Breath, used courtesy of the author. Produced by The Bookshop Band, mixed by Ben Please. Tracks 1, 5, and 7 recorded at Chelvey Court, 9 with James King engineering. Tracks 2, 6, 8 and 10 at Ashley Manor. 3 & 4 were recorded at Caroline’s house, 11 was recorded at Realworld Studios. Extra recording at Christchurch (Rode), Emma’s house, Pete’s house and The Open Book (Wigtown). Mixed at Rave Box Studios, Bruce Audio and The Open Book. String arrangements by Beth Porter and Ben Please.
Mastered by Marco Migliari
Photos courtesy of friends and family of the band and authors.
Case design and layout by Ben Please
Cases printed and cut by Opal Print, inserts by Richard Lawrence, disks by Key Production.
Those who directly helped with the album production were Marco Migliari, Pietro Grossi, Damian Barr, Tim Winton, Kevin Maher, Maggie Harcourt, all the musicians who played with us, Jenny Darling, Brauner microphones and Louis Austin, Grace Designs, Microtech Gefell GmbH microphones and Sound Link Pro Audio, Leigh Haggerwood, James King, Richard Evans, Will Cookson, Steve Belgrave, Mike Hillier, Stuart Bruce, Chris Hughes and Ashley Manor, Universal Audio, UA Digital and Source Distribution, Realworld Studios, The Wigtown Book Festival and The Open Book, Nigel and Jackie at Rave Box Studios, Owen Benson, Anna Botterell and Andrew Hooker Violins, Keith Lunt and co. at Opal Print and Richard Lawrence, Rosie @ Literary Salon. Big thank you also to Caroline Waterlow and Ashley Harrow.
Thank you to all our Patreon supporters, past and present, including James Patterson and Alan Squire Publishing, and our amazing song sponsors (see tracks for details). Special thank you to all the authors who sent in photos of themselves. We’re very grateful and in awe of Nic and Juliette Bottomley and ALL the staff at Mr B’s Emporium of Reading Delights in Bath for curating our reading and advising our path through the literary world. And finally, to all the wonderful authors who have inspired

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

The Bookshop Band Bath, UK

The Bookshop Band write songs inspired by books and play them in bookshops. They started as a collaboration between a group of musicians in Bath and their local independent bookshop, Mr B's Emporium. Now they are about to go on tour, sponsored by Vintage Books and Independent Booksellers Week, around other bookshops and lit fests. Catch them if you can. Details at www.thebookshopband.co.uk ... more

contact / help

Contact The Bookshop Band

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

The Bookshop Band recommends:

If you like The Bookshop Band, you may also like: