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Thinking About It Only Makes It Worse

by The Crying Scene

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1.
Grandpa 00:51
"We're gonna take him with us...he's better off with us than these people"
2.
Plano, TX 03:10
I'll take my queue from Plano, Texas Relate it to a boy confused and lonely The real world outside my bedroom window Can't get in here I've pulled the blinds closed I don't feel like me... Distract me til I fall asleep again, I get upset overthinking when I can't make my own mind up I'll never make my own mind up I hoped by this stage that I'd know better & wouldn't think about my past this much (or my future!) There's no check-list to being happy, no instant karma that you can touch I don't feel like me...
3.
None of my friends are in bands anymore One of them's dead and one's got divorced & it's really scaring me, everything's scaring me I'm nearly 23 and not where I'm supposed to be I don't go out that much anymore, I stay in my room and play the guitar & look at empty picture frames, my mum thinks it's a shame I took your picture out and I can't even say your name Don't make me drive home and save my despair It's 3 in the morning this is not getting better Remember walking to your front door It eats me up Kids my age are killing themselves Higher rates of depression and failing mental health This is not meant to be, don't bring this back to me I'm not qualified to make grueling social commentary...
4.
There was a time when I'd thought about thinking More than I ever thought about you you got me when I was lost and I'm still lost I just hope you can stay in my dreams love, can you tear us apart again? Til I don't know where I've been Can you tear me apart again? Every fight that I win's against time The kid you loved's on the rocks, in decline maybe you should have kissed her that night underneath the silent earth and your fright
5.
I dreamt last night that we were in a caravan and the whole world was on fire (but you were holding my hand, so honestly it didn't seem that bad!) Spent all night analyzing what it meant, where you are now and what you'd do if I said (That you were holding my hand and honestly it didn't seem that bad!) Take off you clothes and sing with me, the world is ending but we got it for free We'll never know just what it meant, or where you are but I will never forget You & me & our friend Scott, probably dreaming, but possibly not I realise now that I have always loved you, I always have but now I'll never have too (but you were holding my hand, so honestly it didn't seem that bad!) This dream it ended quite abruptly, you laughing and me saying sorry For ruining most of your life, in my day dreams you are my American Wife Take off you clothes and sing with me, the world is ending but we got it for free We'll never know just what it meant, or where you are but I will never forget You & me & our friend Scott, probably dreaming, but possibly not...
6.
Bedrumor 03:04
I thought I saw your smile but I saw your frown. And I hate to be the one to always bring ya down. But I came to see what belongs of me in this empty place, your bedroom. Four years older now and it's still the same Not a trace of you and just myself to blame But she moved away, my static dream replayed Until I just forget, or you come back I'm in love with you. I know i mean it too It's only the beginning of a song I keep on singing. You're in love with me You see but honestly It was only the beginning Of a lie you kept on spinning That feeling again's locked inside her chest Where she used to love, but now she's just depressed Says she can't go on, trips over words from songs That weren't meant for her, but they are now Where the fuck were you when I fell apart? Only care about yourself not my beating heart Hide behind your words, your poetic verse Burn my letters, you don't deserve them
7.
Nothing is real anymore & now I think, it never really was before her This universe rarely shifts, but when it does it forms a Freudian Slip. In my mind you may find a Northern song in the shape of you
8.
She wore our dad's jacket when she wanted to touch the stars. She'd stand on her tiptoes and swear to me that it's not that far. I remember the constellations. I remember everything. I remember the cadence of your mouth quivering It was 40 degrees in Northwest Texas and we were shivering. I always admired how your smile on Sunday nights didn't disappear into the morning; you're beautiful and dignified. I look up to your compassion, I don't think I ever told you that. Maybe when I get home we can argue again about the thermostat. I'll support you all across the world if you promise to give me a map. There's thousands of miles out there, yet we grew up just inches apart. I'm smiling while I write this, I hope you're smiling wherever you are, because you deserve it, because you're worth it. you are.
9.
She said that maybe we were born in the wrong time I said "yes, you're probably right" I asked why she always settled for silver She just shrugged, you're better than that She's every shimmer that I saw from the windows She's every second that could never speed up She's the first party that I've ever been too The swinging chair in the patio, one joint was never enough My reflection won't look away She's the only one wants to stay You're still holding my hand or maybe you're not If you taught me anything it was something I forgot
10.
"You two are so annoying..."

about

This diy, lo-fi recording is a Christmas present to my Mum, because I have no money. It features all of my brothers and sisters somewhere, so we are now kind of an indie-family band.

Merry Christmas mum, one day I might buy you nice things (if people buy this x)

It was recorded over the autumn of 2016 in my bedroom, conservatory and kitchen using a usb microphone, acoustic guitar and an old casio keyboard I found hidden behind a wardrobe.

For Arty and Dino.

Produced by Michael Bell.

The Crying Scene are: Taylor, Lauren, Logan, Holly & Evan Johnson & Aaron Milligan

The Crying Scene would like to thank: mum & dad, Michael Bell for all his hard work, Gerry Norman for the inspiration and writing pretty much all of 'Bedrumor', the legal team behind 'Little Miss Sunshine' for not suing & anyone who takes the time to listen to this record or makes memories with it.

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released January 3, 2017

Taylor Johnson: Vocals, acoustic and electric guitar, casio keyboard
Logan Johnson: Cajon drum, vocals
Holly & Evan Johnson: Backing Vocals

All songs written by Taylor Johnson except 'Mikayla-Anne' (Mitchell McDonough) and 'Bedrumor' that was co-written by Gerry Norman

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