Waste My Time
from MOMENTS OF IMPACT by The Small Calamities
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Music and lyrics written by Charlie Wolf (BMI).
Recorded in Oakland, LA, and New York.
Recorded in Oakland, LA, and New York.
lyrics
LYRICS:
the traffic light turned green while you're staring at your phone (a cinematic blur to panicked action) but you know to drive me totally alone. i never learned to swim, i was too afraid to drown gasping for your air of platitudes. i'm lost because i found you out… do you really think i care about the truth? don't worry if i'm sad, that's in this season. put pushpins on the map to mark places we won't go… a checkmark and the time for any reason. where we can watch the ocean boil slowly down evaporating remnants of our youth. it took so long to drown you out but you linger in the air like your perfume. i'm not getting any older, i'm just getting old. california's getting colder, i feel it in the air leaking through your window. i will fight to keep my title, king of ending up a step behind. take a look over your shoulder, hold your breath and waste my time.
the voice comes loud and clear over speakers in the air: "this is the final call for final boarding." somehow the most pain is failure to care… reclining half an inch i rapidly ascend, coming close to heaven budget class. all we do is bend our words to fit them into questions we won't ask. we end before we start, it's a tarantino flick. fast forward to the days when grass was greener, a flicker in your eyes, a smile that flashes quick, a flutter in the freeway, a reason to just trace my thumb against the wrinkles in your palm. we're everywhere in space... halfway in the storm, and in the calm. i'm not getting any wiser, i'm just growing cold. sick of trying to despise her, i feel it in the air sneaking through my windows. i will fight to keep my title, king of starting off so far behind. take a look into the future, hold my breath, and waste my time.
the traffic light turned green while you're staring at your phone (a cinematic blur to panicked action) but you know to drive me totally alone. i never learned to swim, i was too afraid to drown gasping for your air of platitudes. i'm lost because i found you out… do you really think i care about the truth? don't worry if i'm sad, that's in this season. put pushpins on the map to mark places we won't go… a checkmark and the time for any reason. where we can watch the ocean boil slowly down evaporating remnants of our youth. it took so long to drown you out but you linger in the air like your perfume. i'm not getting any older, i'm just getting old. california's getting colder, i feel it in the air leaking through your window. i will fight to keep my title, king of ending up a step behind. take a look over your shoulder, hold your breath and waste my time.
the voice comes loud and clear over speakers in the air: "this is the final call for final boarding." somehow the most pain is failure to care… reclining half an inch i rapidly ascend, coming close to heaven budget class. all we do is bend our words to fit them into questions we won't ask. we end before we start, it's a tarantino flick. fast forward to the days when grass was greener, a flicker in your eyes, a smile that flashes quick, a flutter in the freeway, a reason to just trace my thumb against the wrinkles in your palm. we're everywhere in space... halfway in the storm, and in the calm. i'm not getting any wiser, i'm just growing cold. sick of trying to despise her, i feel it in the air sneaking through my windows. i will fight to keep my title, king of starting off so far behind. take a look into the future, hold my breath, and waste my time.
credits
from MOMENTS OF IMPACT,
released April 9, 2021
THE SMALL CALAMITIES:
Charlie Wolf - lead vocals, guitars, mandolin, synths, programming
Christian Kalafut - bass
Hayden Parker - drums
ADDITIONAL PERSONNEL:
harmonies: Gwen Weston
additional guitar: Marcos Mena
banjo: Jordan Katz
Engineered by Jess Fenton and Charlie Wolf.
Mixed by Kyle Black in LA.
Mastered by Alan Douches in New York & Jonathan Kirchner in San Francisco.
THE SMALL CALAMITIES:
Charlie Wolf - lead vocals, guitars, mandolin, synths, programming
Christian Kalafut - bass
Hayden Parker - drums
ADDITIONAL PERSONNEL:
harmonies: Gwen Weston
additional guitar: Marcos Mena
banjo: Jordan Katz
Engineered by Jess Fenton and Charlie Wolf.
Mixed by Kyle Black in LA.
Mastered by Alan Douches in New York & Jonathan Kirchner in San Francisco.
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