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Turn Left Fifteen Years Ago

by Courtney Smith

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  • 'Turn Left Fifteen Years Ago' is Courtney Smith's début album. It was produced by Ross Cole. Album artwork was made by Bennie Allain.

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1.
Senses 03:12
When the world sits so quiet in the air I breathe it in Hold it in for as long as I can Amber lights are flashing in my eyes Everywhere you go they're there filling up the night The fireflies of urban sky But I redirect all my senses to The perfection in this madness The beauty of it all I breathe it in, I breathe it out I eat all the words that I am fed And I speak this language I don't quite get I just make it up as I go But all you need to see is in front of you When the world sits like water in a glass I drink it up Every second to the last drop Everything cycles, everything moves Every line is just a circle, it's always beginning and its new But I redirect all my senses to The perfection in this madness The beauty of it all I breathe it in, I breathe it out I eat all the words that I am fed I speak this language I don't quite get I just make it up as I go But all my senses fall in line around truth And all you need to see is in front of you
2.
A Folk Song 03:19
I can't get high, it's all the same Have a drink, it's all the same Wake walking through my dreams, and sleepwalking through my days I'm the sum of all my doubts and this debt I cannot pay I prefer to be alone when I'm lonely So I drive around this town on my dumpster bike Running circles through the quiet streets With Elliott on my right And the world becomes this place that I watch from the outside 'Cause some days there's just too much to contain Feel the clouds rip open, letting go the rain I feel the earth cave in beneath my feet And the air is thick as concrete, it's much too thick to breathe So I make my way back home So strange how fast it all calms down After the highest pain it all turns into glass And I stare out of the window of it all After all the world is a spinning toy top
3.
Night Walks 02:37
The night walks, the night talks The night walks, the night talks The sun falls out of the sky And the satisfied fall into sleep Bodies that can't take the change From the whom to this spinning place Lay awake With a head full of songs A mind full of moments and faces Patterns between them You're a passenger in your own mind The embodiment of all you've seen The night walks, the night talks The night walks, the night talks The night turns me You can find me laying on these breathing streets Find me laying on the streets You can find me laying on these breathing streets Blowing out all of the stars
4.
I am the stone that you skip across the surface of the water Counting all of the ripples that I make And you are the water that I sink into with every breath I take Falling deeper in each shallow promise you make I've walked through all the countries that you told me to go to Fed a starving mouth or two along the way I've kneeled with preachers who told me they could save my soul But I'm not sure that I have a soul to save All my stupid lies got me in this place I am a ghost of someone I'm not even sure ever existed I'm so full of shit sometimes, it's all that I can taste All I know is that the memory of your eyes Burned a hole in my brain Money is medication for my broken dream I put it in my nose, stick it in my arm And I fly away to a land where nothing means a thing Where the birds don't sing Where the birds don't sing Put your eye against the glass, what is it that you see A bunch of shapes and patterns reminding you Of places you'd rather be So tired of being a painting that you made when you were ten Sitting on your dresser somewhere in your mind A two dimensional being
5.
Butterpillar 02:31
Finding my way to the sky I'm part caterpillar part butterfly Fluttering one wing I'm losing my sight This reflection reflects nothing right This reflection reflects nothing right Avoiding the truth is much easier I don't want to cause trouble excuse me sir This world's complicated and miscalculated And every word I speak is a lie On we go and on we go On we'll run through this stretch of light And you'll say this time everything is different Eventually it's gonna be okay Standing in line for an hour I don't have the strength, don't have the power This energy is forming a new design and everything you do, everything you say The shape of your eyes It makes me want to cry It makes me so afraid You'll fade away You'll fade to nothing But I don't regret a second of this pain 'Cause pain is love, love is life But everything you do makes me want to cry
6.
Bitter Heart 03:45
Cover your ears, the wind it is cold You don't want them to ache Take good care of all their hearts They're easy to break Watch your steps, not so fast Don't leave it all behind you When you look back you'll see the love that was me Has made a home without you Took all your words and buried them in the back yard Under the tree where you sit Took all your love tried to sell it at a yard sale No one would buy it 'cause it ain't worth shit Na, na, na, na, na, na, oh my bitter heart Na, na, na, na, na, na, oh my bitter heart Took all your things and burnt them in the back yard Under the tree where I buried your words The fire department came, asked me what I was thinking I explained I was sad about something Collected my tears in a big mason jar And labelled it wasted time You showed up to see me and I slammed the door It occurred to me that you're just a dirty whore Next time you see me, I'm gonna 'cause a big big scene Next time you talk to me I'm getting a restraining order against you Na, na, na, na, na, na, oh my bitter heart Na, na, na, na, na, na, oh my bitter heart
7.
And I will write of the thoughts that come to my head And I will not mind the greatness of heaven inside of your face And all you'll find, all the things that, everything inside I don't want to say Is better off unsaid, better off unread In this light there's lots of pain But I don't mind, these eyes will say And I will wait until the day when I Don't give a fuck, give a fuck about anything Tell the children to focus and get to what they want to do Reach their dreams, reach their arms out Reach out and find something Anything That's not me, that's not me And I'll never be anything Close to something they want me to achieve And I don't know just what I mean and Nothing seems to inspire me A broken heart is the only thing That ever made me write something beautiful Something beautiful
8.
Nothing 02:53
Eating the apples from all the wrong trees Picking out worms one by one This garden is big but it's too small for me The games I play are losing their fun Four billion years it took me just to see I'm wrong and this whole world is right But isn't it humbling and isn't it strange In the darkest hour you see the most light If I hate this night then I'll hold on tight To the morning Say all the things that you don't want to say before they spill our in all the worst ways But I can't deny that I'm so scared to die I lock all the doors to this day But my dreams reach high, they unfold my eyes The dying leaves on this tree fall to the ground and roll around and laugh as the sky sings a song all about nothing

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Written by Courtney Smith
Produced by Ross Cole

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released December 9, 2015

Bennie Allain - album art
Marcus Fougere - drums for 'A Folk Song', 'Birds Don't Sing' and 'Senses'
Dan Logan - bass for 'Birds Don't Sing' and 'Senses'
Ross Cole - drums, vocals for 'Butterpillar' and 'Bitter Heart'

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