The Colour of Oil On Water

by William Waite Wright

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about

This album is a bilingual journey down a canal, about how one day I'm going to turn into a moorhen and live among the reeds. It's got a bit of a lo-fi aesthetic, as all the instruments it was recorded with are damaged in some way (broken strings, stained with spilt alcohol from over a decade ago).

Instrumentals recorded 27 to 30 March, 2016 in Glasgow
Vocals recorded April 2016 in Dublin

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released April 15, 2016

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Track Name: To those who wait…
How strong it pulls
the draw of the reeds
each hidden place
to my eyes, at least

A gift erased
elated and praised
a patient gaze
or a gracious patience

How strong it pulls
the draw of the reeds
each hidden place
to my eyes, at least

I would bury it all
in a heart's beat
to wear the red of your bill
Can't you tell? Can't you tell?

A gift erased
elated and praised
a patient gaze
or a gracious patience
Track Name: Grow your own feathers
C'est un récit pâle
mains évasées
mais tous les dénouements
coulent entre mes doigts

Ces pores veulent pousser des plumes
Ces pores veulent pousser des plumes

I am alive
and barely alive
and this isn't over
but I am over it

Ces pores veulent pousser des plumes
Ces pores veulent pousser des plumes
Track Name: I have it on record
In the early hours
of the afternoon
there's a patterned shadow
moves across the room

There are stranger things I've seen
I'm just stating what I mean
In the annals of my time

As the days grow long
there's a sense of doubt
like a circle of sunlight
through a massing of cloud

There are stranger things I've seen
I'm just stating what I mean
In the annals of my time
there's an ending underlined

When I come home
there's a light
on
Track Name: Late
Late, late
I'm always late
Never seem to notice the time
Fate, fate
you called it fate
but no one ever pays you any mind

What happened to the patient man I always said I am?
What happened to the patient man I always said I am?
I keep waiting for a clearer sign that something's wrong
Say I never see it when it's been there all along

Wait, wait
just let me wait
I'll work out all the numbers in my own time
Hate, hate
I've often said I hate
I wonder if you've noticed it's mine

What happened to the patient man I always said I am?
What happened to the patient man I always said I am?
I keep waiting for a clearer sign that something's wrong
Say I never see it when it's been there all along
I can't keep waiting for a clearer sign that something's wrong
Say I never see it when it's been there all along
Track Name: Moorhen
[instrumental]
Track Name: Just Leave
Out of the picture
Out of your mind
Out of the goodness
you tend to find

Unlocked from the shackles
Unlocked from the door
Unlocked from the bindings
that I never bore

Take me with you
Take me away
Take all the strength
that I've saved to stay
I know I don't look much
I know I'm some state
But I've still the sense left to know what I'm saying
When I say: Take me away

Tell me you'll listen
Tell me you're near
Tell me you'll forgive me
when I'm no longer here

I've tried to listen
I've tried to hear
But now that I'm going
it still isn't clear

Take me with you
Take me away
Take all the strength
that I've saved to stay
I know I don't look much
I know I'm some state
But I've still the sense left to know what I'm saying
When I say: I don't want to stay
Track Name: Bodyswap
Au réveil, j'attendais
indiqué dans l'eau
mes pensées, mes pensées
Le sommeil, je faisais
fatigué… toujours
mes pensées, mes pensées

Travaillant résolu
comme fait l'échassier
l'oisillon d'ondulations
entre les roseaux
Pourquoi tu supportes pas
les rats qui vivent si proches?
Ils ont leurs soins propres
et s'en veulent personne

Je me suis noyé
Je me suis noyé
Je me suis noyé

Je m'abandonne du corps
et je te l'offre
un échange entre moi
et ma petite oiseau
Track Name: Ça ne me veut plus rien
Collées, mes idées inattendues
Sauvées puis vidées, moi j'en veux plus

Ça ne me veut plus rien

Je m'enfuis de la pluie dont j'adore
et bien, ça me convient – ma vie dehors

Ça ne me veut plus rien
Ça ne me veut plus rien
Track Name: In the name of omission
And in the name of omission
the desires left unsaid
and the angers unexpressed;
In the name of the unexplained
emptiness that is distinctly human,
and the overwhelming urge
to release for all time,
the spirit caged in this body;
We, the undersigned,
ask the permission of passage
to the body of another
to free this spirit
not through anger
or violence
but peace
and ignorance
at last.
Track Name: A sense of oneness
Dark waters
a stone surface
cold detritus
bodies lifeless

Swallowed up without form
comes together, edges torn

L'eaux foncés
surface en pierre
détritus sans lumière
masse morte

Swallowed up without form
comes together, edges torn
Avalé, sans matière
ça rassemble, mais déchiré
Track Name: The colour of oil on water
And of course it's just like me
to oversimplify
tell me which of these
has a hunger of its size

And of course it's just like me
to sink into myself
so tell me I could be
like anybody else

And of course it's just like me
to make this about me
so if this is about me
then I'm still here