Get all 17 Birds Are Indie releases available on Bandcamp and save 30%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Shake Shake (Tédio Boys cover), Gotta think on my feet / All of the above, Ones & Zeros, Cover de Bruxelas Sessions - Vol. I, Migrations - travel diaries #2, Migrations - travel diaries #1, Local Affairs, Let's pretend the world has stopped, and 9 more.
1. |
Empty screen
03:59
|
|||
|
Who's here and who's not?
Is life just an empty screen?
You've lost me to the thought
of what we could have been...
You need me to feed you
and scroll down the need to
agree that I am right
but not without a fight.
You win some, you lose some
and you wait in line for your turn to come.
Don't waste time idolizing,
the temperature is rising...
up to the task,
don't be afraid to ask
the questions that hurt the most.
I'm a man, I'm not a ghost!
Look what you did
to that little kid.
Too much is not enough,
that's what I was thinking of...
Who's here and who's not?
Is life just an empty screen?
You've lost me to the thought
of what we could have been...
Take it on the chin!
You will never win
in my universe,
it looks like some kind of curse.
Never been better?
Very, very clever...
but you will surely make
exactly the same mistake.
What doesn't kill me, makes me write songs...
Who's here and who's not?
Is life just an empty screen?
You've lost me to the thought
of what we could have been...
|
||||
2. |
||||
|
Wait in vain or get it done
and spin four times around the sun
but don't believe the screen
he's the man he's always been.
Patience hasn't paid off yet,
there's nothing you can do about that
but it's better late than never
and I won't be around here forever.
I'm just doing my thing!
Fill my cup with true desire,
throw one last book into the fire,
see that bird on the wire?
There's nothing you can do...
Dance to the revolution!
See the flags and the pollution?
Bring your records to the streets,
sway your feet but close your fists.
There's a battle to be won
but last night was so much fun...
Dosed up, cracked up, packed my things...
Well, try flying away without burning your wings...
I'm just doing my thing!
Fill my cup with true desire,
throw one last book into the fire,
see that bird on the wire?
There's nothing you can do!
And it surely rings a bell or two...
|
||||
3. |
Living in the trenches
04:19
|
|||
|
Truth has never felt so bored,
facts are bound to be ignored,
so I'll gather my strengths,
I'll sing with my friends
and follow the latest trends
for nothing.
The smart kids need a little more time,
the cool kids own this heart of mine,
so I've taken my chances,
I've learned all the dances
and I've been given some glances
for nothing.
When the time comes
I'll be living in the trenches.
The story is yet to be told,
that glitter looks a lot like gold,
so I dismissed my obsession,
I've learned one more lesson
'cause I've been called to action
for nothing.
When the time comes
I'll be living in the trenches.
Truth has never felt so bored,
facts are bound to be ignored,
the smart kids need a little more time,
the cool kids own this heart of mine,
the story is yet to be told,
that glitter looks a lot like gold,
so, when the time comes...
Yeah, when the time comes...
When the time comes
I'll be living in the trenches.
|
||||
4. |
So many ways
04:29
|
|||
|
So many ways to give up,
so little time...
So many ways to fuck up,
your little mind.
So many ways to wake up,
but zero sleep...
And so many promises
for me to keep.
'Cause you know a lotta things
but you don't know a lotta things
for someone who knows shit.
So many things to build up
and no one around...
So many voices in my head
but still no sound.
So many ways to get up
and move my feet,
but so many promises
for me to keep...
'Cause you know a lotta things
but you don't know a lotta things
for someone who knows shit.
I can't dance to the beat...
I am feeling obsolete...
'Cause you know a lotta things
but you don't know a lotta things
for someone who knows shit.
I can't dance to the beat...
I am feeling obsolete...
|
||||
5. |
No-show
04:20
|
|||
|
Absent present,
blurry future.
Working peasant,
useful creature.
It's so unfair
and uncanny
but not from where
I am standing.
Always say yes
to a no-show.
Violence that
ends with a kiss,
plays hard to get
and gets its wish.
We share the same
big blue sky,
no one's to blame
don't ask me why.
Always say yes
to a no-show.
Up is the best
way down.
It's off my chest,
I'm here and now.
Always say yes
to a no-show.
|
||||
6. |
The rabbit hole
02:59
|
|||
|
I can hear their laughter everywhere,
the prophets of profit counting their share.
Tons of red eyes, hanging around.
I'm short of utopias, I hear no sound...
Minor bodies floating in my mind.
Good wrecking balls are hard to find...
I'll follow up on your honest smile,
but I need a drink, it's been a while...
Down the rabbit hole,
can't figure out my body,
can't figure out my soul...
I'm going electric, you're being pathetic,
I feel like the captain of the Titanic...
My hands just don't know what to do
when I try to mumble my way through...
Jack of all trades, turn off the light,
pull down the shades and you'll get it right.
I'll follow up on your honest smile,
but I need a drink, it's been a while...
Down the rabbit hole,
can't figure out my body,
can't figure out my soul...
|
||||
7. |
It doesn't sound real
03:41
|
|||
|
I used to crave cement,
what a buzz, what a scent...
Like a poetic, hectic, post-ethics descent.
Then I lived by a stream,
I'm not sure how that went.
False start, bad art, a letter never sent.
Now I dwell in the jungle,
like a six-headed beast.
An exhausting way of living,
to say the least...
Doubt, regret, a taste of defeat
and the memory of two hearts
beating the same beat.
I know what it means
but it's not what it seems.
I know what it seems
but it's not what it means.
I know what it means,
it's not what it seems,
it doesn't sound real to me
I have no escape plan,
I have no job, I'm not a fan,
I need no money, no pity, no helping hand.
I've been gazing at the gates of hell
I'm feeling great, I'm very well,
doesn't matter what they say
the future's here and it's gone insane.
I know what it means
but it's not what it seems.
I know what it seems
but it's not what it means.
I know what it means,
it's not what it seems,
it doesn't sound real to me
|
||||
8. |
21st Century heroes
03:58
|
|||
|
Braveness on screens.
Life inside a wall.
Ends instead of means
for no reason at all.
Lenses for eyes.
Out of memory.
Yous instead of Is
for no one else to see.
All the 21st Century heroes
are made of ones and zeros.
A voice from outer space
tells me where to go.
Eyes without a face
that don't seem to know
how to play the game
of revolving doors.
Freedom or flames?
The choice isn't yours.
All the 21st Century heroes
are made of ones and zeros.
|
||||
9. |
Same time, same place
04:34
|
|||
|
I'll tell you where to go
and I'll tell you what to eat.
I'll make sure that you're happy
until you go to sleep...
I'll tell you what to like
and I'll tell you where to sit.
I'll make sure that you're smiling
until you go to sleep...
Same time, same place, tomorrow.
I'll choose what you will buy
and I'll choose what you will keep.
I'll make sure that you're perfect
until you go to sleep...
I'll knock at your front door
and I'll knock you off your feet
I'll make sure that you're mine
until you go to sleep...
Same time, same place, tomorrow
|
||||
10. |
Behind the sun
05:55
|
|||
|
I'm getting tired,
so I'll retire
and leave some room
for the young.
They still don't know
how things will go
and how songs
get unsung.
The party's dead, I'm walking back.
What's done cannot be undone
and home is right there behind the sun.
The birds, the bees
and the NFTs...
Far from eye,
far from heart.
Half-freedom kicks...
It's politics...
And this won't be a
brand new start.
The party's dead, I'm walking back.
What's done cannot be undone
and home is right there behind the sun.
|
||||
Birds Are Indie Coimbra, Portugal
It's only pop 'n' roll but we like it!
If you like Birds Are Indie, you may also like:
This debut from the Paris-based American artist showcases his genre-fluid sound.
go to album
The New York-based artist’s debut album is filled with straightforward indie pop songs.
go to album
Danielle Durack's emotional music is both gentle and steely, moving from intimate bedroom pop to powerful rock in the blink of an eye.
go to album
Sophie Negrini's longrunning Janelane project reaches new heights of dreamy power pop perfection on an upcoming full-length.
go to album
Sugar World (members of Naps) make fizzy twee pop with acerbic charm and wry hooks.
go to album
Okay with Dancing Alone
by Janelane
Wistful power pop plays like a peppier Dear Nora.
go to album
Dark and elegant pop music from this New York artist, where synths cast long shadows over sinister vocal melodies.
go to album
