More songs by Aldous Harding
Description
Associated Performer: Aldous Harding
Studio Musician: Huw Hawkline
Mastering Engineer: Jason Mitchell
Engineer: Joe Jones
Mixing Engineer, Studio Musician, Producer: John Parish
Studio Musician: Mali Llywelyn
Mixing Engineer: Oliver Baldwin
Studio Musician: Seb Rochford
Studio Musician: Thomas Poli
Composer Lyricist: Aldous Harding
Lyrics and translation
Original
I've been away too long. There's a tree that I used to climb.
Callin' at one stop. Put my things in a long line.
I love the streets here at night.
I'm gonna write what I know. Things I've known for a long time. I met the real John
Kale. He had no words, but I don't mind.
I packed the stage while he ate rice. I ran myself off.
I ran myself off.
Imagining from the block.
Imagining.
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold?
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya?
I'm gonna write what I know. Kick around in the big brown.
So the lies I tell send me up and I can't get down. I'm wearing big grass to town.
I ran myself off.
I ran myself off.
Imagining.
Imagining from the block.
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold?
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold? Why?
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold?
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya?
Why wouldn't I wanna hold you?
Why?
Mm-hmm.
I've never been a believer.
Ooh. Why wouldn't
I wanna hold?
Why wouldn't I wanna hold? Why wouldn't I wanna hold you? Why?
Mm-hmm.
I'll never do it again unless you wanna do it again.
English translation
I've been away too long. There's a tree that I used to climb.
Callin' at one stop. Put my things in a long line.
I love the streets here at night.
I'm gonna write what I know. Things I've known for a long time. I met the real John
Kale. He had no words, but I don't mind.
I packed the stage while he ate rice. I ran myself off.
I ran myself off.
Imagining from the block.
Imagining.
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold?
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya?
I'm gonna write what I know. Kick around in the big brown.
So the lies I tell send me up and I can't get down. I'm wearing big grass to town.
I ran myself off.
I ran myself off.
Imagining.
Imagining from the block.
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold?
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold? Why?
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya? Why wouldn't I wanna hold?
Why wouldn't I wanna meet ya?
Why wouldn't I wanna hold you?
Why?
Mm-hmm.
I've never been a believer.
Ooh. Why wouldn't
I wanna hold?
Why wouldn't I wanna hold? Why wouldn't I wanna hold you? Why?
Mm-hmm.
I'll never do it again unless you wanna do it again.