Château Nowhere – Trying to change the mind of America EP (2013)

Château Nowhere is a graceful turbulence of epic indie rock. A unique sonic metamorphosis of dissonance with reminiscent echoes of the early sounds of Blonde Redhead and groovier Deerhoof. The band evokes a French melancholy enlightened with the disparate sounds of the Kantele; an amplified harp with 38 piano strings. A mystical wonder from Finland. Write to byebyemusic@gmail.com to order the CD and the merchs of the tour on the shop http://chateaunowhere.bandcamp.com/merch

LYRICS 2013 – Château Nowhere

TRYING TO CHANGE THE MIND OF AMERICA

(Written by Smudie)

I’m drinking some cider in an empty bar,

making some money in America.

It’s all about money in America.

I’m trying to change its mind.

 

I thought that I had finally found it,

but some things never turn out as they should.

You made me touch life like no one else did.

And now you are stepping back

 

Oh, it hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

 

Some fires burn bright and then burn out.

Is there a way to make out right from wrong?

So disconnected and so far away

Will I be left with silence from now on?

Like a meteorite in a field,

Suddenly it all comes crashing down

 

Oh, it hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

 

COME SEPTEMBER

(Written by Austin Badger & Philippe Beer-Gabel)

 

January I see the light for the first time.

February wedding bells ring.

In March, it feels quite nice. It feels alright.

And April showers send me flowers

In May, they say « fais ce qu’il te plait. »

By June I start to fall apart

And in July the time flies by

August always brings the same things

 

All the years blend together

What will I remember

All the years blend together

What will I remember

All the years blend together

What will I remember

What will I do now ?

 

I always make the same resolutions

and then forget them

I start with such high hopes

but where do they go

Come September it starts over

October lies with its disguise

November please, please leave the leaves

December ends with no amend

 

All the years blend together

What will I remember

All the years blend together

What will I remember

All the years blend together

What will I remember

What will I do now ?

 

All the years look alike.

What will I remember?

What should I do now?

All the years look alike.

What will I remember?

What should I do now?

 

FRUSTRATION

(Written by Austin Badger)

You caught me staring

from the corner

I tried to hide

to save my pride

 

you don’t want me, no no no

you don’t want me

you don’t want me, no no no

you don’t want me

 

he is a bad choice

but I’m desperate

I am not waiting

For you to call me

It’s just as well

You never will

 

you don’t want me, no no no

you don’t want me

you don’t want me, no no no

you don’t want me

 

I’m a puppet on the shelf

and I’ll answer no-one else

but you’re just a little boy

who’s grown tired of his toy

why won’t you just let me be

why do you do these things to me

dust me off and take me with you

 

and I’m aching

with frustration

you keep me begging

wanting more

 

But you don’t want me, no no no

you don’t want me

But you don’t want me, no no no

you don’t want me

 

It’s not fair to keep me here

no, no, it’s not fair….

it’s not, it’s not fair…

 

you keep me begging

wanting more

 

A HARSH TERRAIN

(Written by Smudie)

 

His rugged face,

a landscape marked by time,

was a harsh terrain

where all gentle thoughts go to die.

 

The East Texas hills

are a wild place to get lost in.

You took me there in a truck once

and I thought about staying.

 

Her gnarled hands,

a landscape marked by time,

were a harsh terrain

where no sweet caress could hide.

 

The East Texas hills

are a wild place to get lost in.

You took me there in a truck once

and I thought about staying.

 

I’ve been working out in the yard,

raking up the leaves.

I like to think of your skin turning rough

like the bark of that tree.

It’s a question

of time, of time, of time…

 

Your pale blue eyes,

a landscape marked by time,

are a harsh terrain

where I’d happily lay down and die.

 

The East Texas hills

are a wild place to get lost in.

You took me there in a truck once

and I thought about staying.

 

I’ve been working out in the yard,

raking up the leaves.

I like to think of your skin turning rough

like the bark of that tree.

It’s a question

of time, of time, of time…

 

RABBIT HOLE

(Written by Smudie & Philippe Beer-Gabel)

 

I know what these feelings do

and I know it’s nothing good.

I turn a brick round in my hand

but there’s no way to make it stand.

 

Tell lies or tell the truth

who cares if it’s done for good?

Lie so much that you believe

inall your stories.

mmmmmmm

 

I know how to fall in there.

already did some damage.

I know where this leads for sure

and it is no place for you:

a rabbit hole in the snow;

a rabbit hole in the snow,

I know how to fall in there.

already did some damage.

 

You’re playing out the drama

like a cheap soap opera

mmmmmmm

 

I know how to fall in there.

already did some damage.

I know where this leads for sure

and it is no place for you:

a rabbit hole in the snow;

a rabbit hole in the snow,

I know where this leads for sure

and it is no place for you:

 

The black and white turns into color,

colors that look unreal.

It’s a question of focus

and I haven’t got the distance.

In the good, you will find me.

In the evil, I believe.

In the good you will find me (+ Stuart)

In the evil I believe (+ Stuart)

 

We know how to fall in there.

already did some damage.

We know where this leads for sure

and it is no place for you

a rabbit hole in the snow

a rabbit hole in the snow

We know how to fall in there

already did some damage

 

SKINNY DIPPING

(Written by Smudie)

 

Let’s go, let’s go swimming

Let’s go down to the lakeside.

Let’s go skinny dipping

together in the moonlight.

Let’s go, let’s go down let’s go down

 

Skinny dipping,skinny dipping.

Put your body next to mine

Skinny dipping skinny dipping

Put your body next to mine

 

Let’s park, let’s park the car here.

Feel the sand beneath your feet.

What if we leave our clothes here

in a pile upon the beach?

Skinny dipping,skinny dipping.

 

Skinny dipping skinny dipping

Put your body next to mine

 

You run You run You run You run

right up to the water’s edge.

It was my idea, my idea

But you’re the braver one, I guess.

But you’re the braver one I guess

 

Let’s go, let’s go swimming.

Let’s go Let’s go down Let’s go down

skinny dipping skinny dipping

Put your body next to mine

You run You run You run You run

right up to the water’s edge.

It was my idea, my idea

But you’re the braver one, I guess.

But you’re the braver one I guess

 

You’re the one, you’re the one,

you’re the one who sees things,

you’re the one who sees things through.

You’re the one, you’re the one,

you’re the one who sees things,

you’re the one who sees things through.

 


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