A Fine Frenzy (Alison Sudol) is the perfect example to show the difference between a pop/rock artist that actually bothers to create original music and pop/rock artists that copy/paste their predecessors or have songs written for them by a staff of “hit makers”. Just read the lyrics to The World Without. You’d have to be blind (or deaf) to miss it.
The World Without
Lyrics
It must be written that the moon elbowed the stars and said:
Let’s do our best to make it hard for them
Your house turned into paper cranes, we watched the wind blow them away
Some sorry comfort I was thenThe weight of a mountain
The skin off your knees
From climbing up to meWe can work this out
I believe, although it seems impossibleThey turned our skeletons to wood,
And scattered matches underfoot
We must walk carefully in placeThe circles darken round our eyes
And yet our bodies, when combined
They gleam like diamonds in caveThe weight of a mountain
The skin off your knees
From climbing back to meWe can work this out
I believe, although it seems impossible now
Keep the world without
Only the two of us count
Two voices loud
It is possible now
Though they wore us down
We’ll find our way againHeloise gave her whole heart to Pete
Now eternally sleeps by his side
Oh, go ahead, fate, oh, give us your best
What is worth living for is worth a fight
Into the nightWe can work this out
I believe, although it seems impossible now
Oh without a doubt
We’ll work this out
Yeah, they’ll hurt us now
On my knees, it makes me want to scream and shout
Yeah, we’ll work this out
Just the two of us now
Keep the world withoutHappier
Lyrics
Quick kid quips so harsh n cynical
Touches stricken
Cold n clinical
What a transformation to behold
But I don’t like this new, I like the oldIt’s not the words that make it final
You’ve said such things before to rival them
But it’s how you say them, now that’s changed
Cold but sympathetic, all the sameYou’d like to convince me that I’ll be better off
So you go on
And I’ll never be happier
I’ll be happier
You go on, yeah, you go on
You’ll be gone n I’ll be happierShoot me with your rubber bullets
Your finger’s on the trigger, pull it
I know you want the suffering to end
And so, it is forgivable my friendIt’s all to convince me that I’ll be better off
You go on
And I’ll be happier
You go on
And I’ll be happier
You go on, yeah
You go on
You’ll be gone n I’ll be happierSay what you mean, what you mean
Is you’ll be happier without me
Without me
Without me, ohYou won’t convince me that I’ll be better off
So you go on and I’ll be happier
I’ll be happier
You go on n you go on
You’ll be gone and I’ll be gone
You go on and I’ll be happier
You go on and I’ll be happier
You go on, you go on
You go on and I’ll go on
And I’ll be happier
(you go on and I’ll be happier
You go on and I’ll be happier
You go on and I’ll be happierSleepwalking (featured in a short movie called Lost Things)
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