EP1 - I Know About You
Blumi the darkness
Cold War
I know about you
The dream
and
EP2 - there is no end in me.
Border Country
Outside the church
Everyone heals
Dresden
I see you
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lyrics
In the great big house with wooden panels and high mirrors,
old people are talking low, nurturing a life that is not mine.
Sunday is falling smugly over the young couples and scrawny babies queuing up for ice cream after a perfect day in the park.
The life I want is running through me like a sick river, making my skin twitch as I speak to a snotty grandmother.
I wanted to please you but you like sweet drunken girls, running around, leaving a trail of belongings, eyes to the heavens as the night passes by.
I didn’t look crazy or sweetly drunk. I looked strong and decided. It’s what I want to be most of the time, keeping the furious whirlpool quiet beyond my eyes.
Are you in love? She said in my ears, her dark curls covering my
eyes,
And I answered: he doesn’t love me
And I saw my eyes in her gold brown eyes
The sky kept changing as the clouds pressed rain down or separated like pulpy jellyfish, allowing the sun through to my cheeks. And it matched the air in my lungs and the space in my heart as it relaxed into friendship or tensed into desire as I watched you walking towards me,
cautious of the equilibrium that hung like thin ice, guarding the possibility of your long limbs against mine from the surrounding shatter.
I felt very normal, because you were looking at me this way. Apologising for the serpentine evening and centrifugal plans outlined drunkenly on the telephone as I sat strumming the guitar on your soft bed, wondering about the computers under the light blue covers, but mostly
coming back to the red lamp shedding too strong a light for the liquid kiss I wanted to put on your lips.
He said water and I said water,
But he took the early evening because I took the morning
And when I swam in the aluminium pool I held my breath, and in the
liquid silence I stared at the sky confusing the surface and thought of
him.
We were sitting in the courtyard under the much brighter stars. Alcohol had left you like a light fog lifts and you were staring at the blond girls, thinking of Paris and your home and someone in your bed, calling for drinks to get mashed until early morning and it all started again, but different.
I think I know what you are looking for. To make a cut in the surface of the quotidian that will let life slide in. You look for it like that, through hunger and un-owned flats, fish heads and the warmth of your best friend’s body on a narrow mattress on the floor, alcohol until the morning and endless playing on a battered guitar.
But then there are the sweet drunken girls, harpooned and dotting your bed like moths, vanishing in the mornings with hazy eyes and the hopes of a boyfriend. There’s the computer squaring the room categorically, and the unfinished songs as many attempts to slice into the sweltering heart of life that ricochete and retreat meekly just as they graze the surface. Back to the warmth of the sun and the sweet drunken girls like restless birds.
Are you in love?
He doesn’t love me but he cut through my surface like the skin of a
fish and exposed my humid heart and its raucous daydreams that
walk my mind miles while the sun draws shadows of trees on my
naked skin.
Swimming deep into the airless waters of my mind.
The fish we would catch.
credits
from there is no end in me.,
released November 16, 2022
Written by Emma Broughton
Produced by Emma Broughton and Romain Vasset
Emma Broughton : vocals, flute, production
Romain Vasset : keyboards, production
Recorded by Romain Vasset @ Cyberrance
Blumi is a Franco-English singer songwriter and musician based in Paris. After a first solo EP released in 2021, Blumi
released her second opus, "there is no end in me." at the end of 2022. Her music reflects hers influences and admirations - from folk to musique concrète, through folktronica and R’n’B. linktr.ee/blumihere...more
