Theatre EP (Lyrics)
by Evan Wilson
01 - Applause
Put up a basket on the drive
I’ll bring the bikes around
Missing every hoop but didn’t mind at all
Boxes on the lawn
I’ll pull the car around
It was never really home in my mind at all
Blacken out some teeth in another magazine
In rooms waiting for news of what was happening
But we’ll wait for the love
Wait for the love
Wait for the love
Then take a bow
Hold for applause
Hold for applause
Hold for applause
Don’t break a sweat
Wait for the sign
Wait for the sign
Wait for the sign
Then take a hint
Turn to the door
Turn to the door
Turn to the door
Don’t leave it late
Left your bike outside the shop
We’ll run back round again
The sinking of the stomach til you found it there
Fights in the backseat
I’ll turn this car around
We were never nearly there yet every time you asked
Flowers on a stone I’ll bring the kids
Never though my Saturdays would be for this
Still we’ll wait for the love
Wait for the love
Wait for the love
Then take a bow
Hold for applause
Hold for applause
Hold for applause
Don’t break a sweat
Wait for the sign
Wait for the sign
Wait for the sign
Then take a hint
Turn to the door
Turn to the door
Turn to the door
Don’t leave it late
02 - The Close
Teach me certainly
Show me how to hold on to this
Moving deliberately
Show me how to forget myself
When it comes to the close
You’ll know why
Even if you don’t feel it
You’ll know why
When it comes to the close
You’ll know why
Even if you don’t feel it
You’ll know why
Say this with certainty
So clear but I’ll hear what I want to hear
We did this deliberately
Show me how to forget myself
When it comes to the close
You’ll know why
Even if you don’t feel it
You’ll know why
When it comes to the close
You’ll know why
Even if you don’t feel it
You’ll know why
Blank out the letters you can’t read
Block all the numbers you can’t see
Retreat retreat, deceive deceive
Do you see a grown up here with me?
When it comes to the close
You’ll know why
Even if you don’t feel it
You’ll know
03 - Standing Up
The ragged edges call it out
You can’t expect it fully formed
We tried to hold it, but the rope stays taut
We’ll keep our eyes shut, but I’m spinning out
Break a little, slow a little
Back off, sit this out
Break a little, let it slide a little
Back up, sit this one out
Discoloured edges show it up
You can’t expect it standing up
I tried to hold it, but it slips right by
I’ll keep my mouth shut, but I’m spinning out
Break a little, slow a little
Back off, sit this out
Break a little, let it slide a little
Back up, sit this one out
You felt the blood, hot at first and then cold
You heard a ring in your ear, quiet now
It wasn’t enough, it wasn’t enough for you then
It isn’t enough, it isn’t enough for you now
04 - Audience
A crowd clap dies
An audience shuffles to the door
We had it for a moment
Now it’s gone
Could have done more
Could have done less
I wanted a witness to last a little longer
You were my audience
I played for you
But I could hold your attention
You were my audience
A stage whisper too loud
That you couldn’t ignore
The crowd was getting bigger
But you asked them not to look
I held too tight
Now it’s gone
Could have done more
Could have done less
I wanted a witness to last a little longer
You were my audience
I played for you
But I could hold your attention
As I watch you go I keep hold
Hope should have gone but it lives on
05 - Context
To be good at keeping secrets
Hold it in, keep it tight together
To be wise, to learn some lessons
To never do this again
Wrong people, bad advice without context
Now it’s out of my hands
An open diary
Never meant to be seen
An end to privacy
Or is it good to have it out there
Every moment lived on display
To be free, an empty schedule
Can always try this again
New people, new advice, without contest
Now it’s out of my hands
An open diary
Never meant to be seen
An end to privacy