LEWIS DEL MAR - Wave(s) Lyrics

Heard the song in a shameless episode liked it so I looked it up

UNDERRATED.

Try listening at speed 0,75

The night we broke out
Neighborhood penitentiary
We drove to the coast and
Laughed for a century
You sunk your feet
In the empty beach
And took off all your clothes
Said "I'm never going home now
Who's gonna tell me no"

Freedom ain't it frightening
Like swimming in the lightening
Deadly but delighting
Lips against the sky now
So bold

You told me
"It always tastes good
When I choose it for myself
When there's fire in my woods
It burns me and nobody else
I know I fuck up
But as long as I show up
It'll always taste good"

I woke up in the waves
Listening to your laughter
The Odyssey sixth chapter
You were still naked
Impressionist painting
You came to me
Said run away with me
Drew lines on my cheeks
With the mud from the ground
Whispered
"Paradise ain't lost it's found" (Whatever)

Freedom ain't it frightening
No one to make you do the right thing
What's the right thing

vim pelo @danielpohl

I'm so sad that I can't enjoy this song anymore because of the memories attached to it. ;'/

This song has always spoken to me on a different level. My woods are lonely but at least I don’t burn other things with me, I taste my own choices, that’s why I have to choose them for myself. 🙌 I almost never make comments but this is one of the few songs I’ve connected to over and over and in a positive way. 💕

I'm like this song c; thanks Lewis.

lewis wherever you are, we'll always be waiting. You were my favorite artist then, and you'd be again in a sec.

but why is this not on the debut album? should be right after the song 'painting (masterpiece)'.

Red hot chili Peppers is better

What does the lyrics of this song mean? Is it a love song or a break up song... idk.

Beautiful.

I really loved watching them get big up they really deserved it

The night we broke out
Neighborhood penitentiary
We drove to the coast and
Laughed for a century
You sunk your feet
In the empty beach
And took off all your clothes
Said "I'm never going home now
Who's gonna tell me no"

Freedom ain't it frightening
Like swimming in the lightening
Deadly but delighting
Lips against the sky now
So bold

[Chorus:]
You told me
"It always tastes good
When I choose it for myself
When there's fire in my woods
It burns me and nobody else
I know I fuck up
But as long as I show up
It'll always taste good"

I woke up in the waves
Listening to your laughter
The Odyssey sixth chapter
You were still naked
Impressionist painting
You came to me
Said run away with me
Drew lines on my cheeks
With the mud from the ground
Whispered
"Paradise ain't lost it's found"
(Whatever)

[Chorus]

Freedom ain't it frightening
No one to make you do the right thing
What's the right thing

[Chorus]

this over loud?? almost maybe

Damn I just became a fan no doubt this is beautiful and deep I love it

awesome song

Fuck, this hits hard and unexpected.

*when he hums...*

The comment section for all these songs makes me so happy because it's always full of people who listen to the same bands that no one else I know listens to

This song is good

WTB tabs for that riff. PM if WTS lol

I was for sure it said "words" not "woods"

Words makes more sense and it's more poetic... So fek it I'm singing words.

For real, I love how it sounds and my perspective on the lyrics when it says words is beautiful I think, was so sad when I realised I was wrong the whole time ha

Was here before they got big

I like cookies... Giggling... Super tasty

love it

please play at Glastonbury one day

Robbie Morton yessss

if I could like this twice I would

I legitimately thought it said "it always tastes good when you chew it for yourself"

Bruh lmao

They aren't even blown up.... everyone needs to chill.

more seriously, this is not my aesthetic. no tension. too chill. but, there's at least _some_ attention to detail, and that's a rare thing within this aesthetic that is not mine. i wouldn't count on them getting too big as they seem geared towards a generation that is now in adulthood and can no longer credibly claim the title of "youth" - that is, kids nowadays are going to hear their parents or their aunts and uncles in this - but i will acknowledge that it would have been better off on a larger stage, some time in the middle of the last decade. they would have been a great opening act for the animal collective...

this is the new dad rock.

Bullshit. The last thing i hear is my uncle. I hear the beach and the gentle wave, and drinking too much n one night stands.

Lyrics is dope. Special mentions to the lines : 'The Odyssey's sixth chapter' , 'impressionist painting' and 'paradise ain't lost its found'. Some really deep meanings to those lines.

Sriezan Koirala could you please explain please ? (English isn't my first language ^^') like the parts you cited and the song's meaning in general

summer 2016

If you also say " I know I fuck her" instead of "I know I fuck up"

This is absolutely nothing compared to their music live, it is such a different experience. Fell in love

Oml listen to 1.25 speed, you'll thank me

The beat at "when I choose it for myself" sounds better in 1.25 speed than normal but other than that it sounds a little bit like pots, pans and keys clanging and jiggling...too much noise and static. With that speed it kind of removes the brooding element of the song lol but thanks for the suggestion, it was interesting :D

Thank you

Thank you xD

That's uhhhhh special xD

Perfect Too

Making my mark before they blow up as well!

love it omg!

I love this style

A not yet sellout neighbourhood

I get to see these guys with Young The Giant in February. I just found them. Totally taken aback by their amazing mixture of sounds! They are just so very unique! I love to explore music and it's very rare to happen upon something as different as their sound is.

Great song

I'm going to blast this in my car while driving a thousand miles per hour in the middle of the night, smoking a cigarette and a person i love sitting by my side. So chill

matthew rayank that's what I was going to say 😂😂😂

Give your loved one lung cancer, great idea.

the people in these replies are so salty wtf

remingtomi lmfao

The neighbourhood and alt-J. So fucking good

Maddy Cafarelli omfg yessssssss

I can't wait to see y'all at ACL! I'm so PUMPED!!!!!

they rocked ACL alright

"I was here before they blew up"
No one cares. No one even cares.

PsychoSlice your mom went to college

they still really haven't blown up

I was here before they blew up. FYI

Except you it seems

so good

Saw them at Bumbershoot and they were fucking amazing.

Chet Faker mixed with alt-j

See. I hear Young the Giant/Glass Animals. For real though, these guys are super unique.

definitely feel the chet faker love love him and them

this song reminds me of citizen cope

When is their album coming out?!? I need it!!

There's an EP out

my favorite

this song is Amazing.

congrats guys!! almost 100k views, I remember when there was 2k !!! much deep love keep up this delicious ear candy yuummmm «3

Thx, Lucy & Gretchen.

AWWW YOU'RE WELCOME :) <3

Omg, I had to announce to everyone that you replied! Thx for this blessing. Oh my.

muhheyluh totally here because of them 😬

This is some moody shit. Like sitting on a hill in the breeze watching the sun go down
with some childhood friends. Blissful.

Hershall Does that mean we’re friends? Can’t wait to tell mother

Can you stop being so edgy? Lol

Seeing them live blew my mind. Amazing

I love this song!<3

loving this so much

Hipsters, all of you, please calm the fuck down. We get it, you were here. Congratulations, do you want a fuckin cookie?

It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,
Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?

The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,
And I am next of kin;
The guests are met, the feast is set:
May'st hear the merry din.'

He holds him with his skinny hand,
'There was a ship,' quoth he.
'Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!'
Eftsoons his hand dropt he.

He holds him with his glittering eye—
The Wedding-Guest stood still,
And listens like a three years' child:
The Mariner hath his will.

The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone:
He cannot choose but hear;
And thus spake on that ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.

'The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,
Merrily did we drop
Below the kirk, below the hill,
Below the lighthouse top.

The Sun came up upon the left,
Out of the sea came he!
And he shone bright, and on the right
Went down into the sea.

Higher and higher every day,
Till over the mast at noon—'
The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast,
For he heard the loud bassoon.

The bride hath paced into the hall,
Red as a rose is she;
Nodding their heads before her goes
The merry minstrelsy.

The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast,
Yet he cannot choose but hear;
And thus spake on that ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.

And now the STORM-BLAST came, and he
Was tyrannous and strong:
He struck with his o'ertaking wings,
And chased us south along.

With sloping masts and dipping prow,
As who pursued with yell and blow
Still treads the shadow of his foe,
And forward bends his head,
The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,
And southward aye we fled.

And now there came both mist and snow,
And it grew wondrous cold:
And ice, mast-high, came floating by,
As green as emerald.

And through the drifts the snowy clifts
Did send a dismal sheen:
Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken—
The ice was all between.

The ice was here, the ice was there,
The ice was all around:
It cracked and growled, and roared and howled,
Like noises in a swound!

At length did cross an Albatross,
Thorough the fog it came;
As if it had been a Christian soul,
We hailed it in God's name.

It ate the food it ne'er had eat,
And round and round it flew.
The ice did split with a thunder-fit;
The helmsman steered us through!

And a good south wind sprung up behind;
The Albatross did follow,
And every day, for food or play,
Came to the mariner's hollo!

In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,
It perched for vespers nine;
Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,
Glimmered the white Moon-shine.'

'God save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends, that plague thee thus!—
Why look'st thou so?'—With my cross-bow
I shot the ALBATROSS.

PART II
The Sun now rose upon the right:
Out of the sea came he,
Still hid in mist, and on the left
Went down into the sea.

And the good south wind still blew behind,
But no sweet bird did follow,
Nor any day for food or play
Came to the mariner's hollo!

And I had done a hellish thing,
And it would work 'em woe:
For all averred, I had killed the bird
That made the breeze to blow.
Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay,
That made the breeze to blow!

Nor dim nor red, like God's own head,
The glorious Sun uprist:
Then all averred, I had killed the bird
That brought the fog and mist.
'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay,
That bring the fog and mist.

The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
The furrow followed free;
We were the first that ever burst
Into that silent sea.

Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down,
'Twas sad as sad could be;
And we did speak only to break
The silence of the sea!

All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody Sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the Moon.

Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.

About, about, in reel and rout
The death-fires danced at night;
The water, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green, and blue and white.

And some in dreams assurèd were
Of the Spirit that plagued us so;
Nine fathom deep he had followed us
From the land of mist and snow.

And every tongue, through utter drought,
Was withered at the root;
We could not speak, no more than if
We had been choked with soot.

Ah! well a-day! what evil looks
Had I from old and young!
Instead of the cross, the Albatross
About my neck was hung.

Sammy

Steven, your logic so far has been.


Hipsters are bad because they're yelling about something meaningless, so let me busy myself by yelling about something meaningless.

Talking about my dick size online to a joke isn't a sign of sensitivity.

And i'm not sensitive nor do i have a small dick because I said so.

And writing a comment that essentially boils down to a worse version of the 300 confirmed kills meme is a good comeback.


Step it up, can't you be like Tom? He may have 2 and a half inches but he knows how to use it... Also what whores have you been dating? Like damn if they're averaging out to mediocre at best no wonder you need to prove something here.

@SanicDaHergedog my logic has so far been? Hipsters are just annoying, thinking they are better than everyone. When everyone knows I'm god and better than all of them. Talking about my dick size is hilarious, off you don't like it, I don't give a shit. I never said you were sensitive, you assumed that you dumb ass. 300 confirmed kills? No idea what you are talking about there buddy. Hey, talking about the whores I've been dating is not cool because you're basically calling my mother a whore. Proving something here? Come on, all I'm proving is that I'm awesome and hilarious.

It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,
Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?

The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,
And I am next of kin;
The guests are met, the feast is set:
May'st hear the merry din.'

He holds him with his skinny hand,
'There was a ship,' quoth he.
'Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!'
Eftsoons his hand dropt he.

He holds him with his glittering eye—
The Wedding-Guest stood still,
And listens like a three years' child:
The Mariner hath his will.

The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone:
He cannot choose but hear;
And thus spake on that ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.

'The ship was cheered, the harbour cleared,
Merrily did we drop
Below the kirk, below the hill,
Below the lighthouse top.

The Sun came up upon the left,
Out of the sea came he!
And he shone bright, and on the right
Went down into the sea.

Higher and higher every day,
Till over the mast at noon—'
The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast,
For he heard the loud bassoon.

The bride hath paced into the hall,
Red as a rose is she;
Nodding their heads before her goes
The merry minstrelsy.

The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast,
Yet he cannot choose but hear;
And thus spake on that ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.

And now the STORM-BLAST came, and he
Was tyrannous and strong:
He struck with his o'ertaking wings,
And chased us south along.

With sloping masts and dipping prow,
As who pursued with yell and blow
Still treads the shadow of his foe,
And forward bends his head,
The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,
And southward aye we fled.

And now there came both mist and snow,
And it grew wondrous cold:
And ice, mast-high, came floating by,
As green as emerald.

And through the drifts the snowy clifts
Did send a dismal sheen:
Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken—
The ice was all between.

The ice was here, the ice was there,
The ice was all around:
It cracked and growled, and roared and howled,
Like noises in a swound!

At length did cross an Albatross,
Thorough the fog it came;
As if it had been a Christian soul,
We hailed it in God's name.

It ate the food it ne'er had eat,
And round and round it flew.
The ice did split with a thunder-fit;
The helmsman steered us through!

And a good south wind sprung up behind;
The Albatross did follow,
And every day, for food or play,
Came to the mariner's hollo!

In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud,
It perched for vespers nine;
Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white,
Glimmered the white Moon-shine.'

'God save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends, that plague thee thus!—
Why look'st thou so?'—With my cross-bow
I shot the ALBATROSS.

PART II
The Sun now rose upon the right:
Out of the sea came he,
Still hid in mist, and on the left
Went down into the sea.

And the good south wind still blew behind,
But no sweet bird did follow,
Nor any day for food or play
Came to the mariner's hollo!

And I had done a hellish thing,
And it would work 'em woe:
For all averred, I had killed the bird
That made the breeze to blow.
Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay,
That made the breeze to blow!

Nor dim nor red, like God's own head,
The glorious Sun uprist:
Then all averred, I had killed the bird
That brought the fog and mist.
'Twas right, said they, such birds to slay,
That bring the fog and mist.

The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew,
The furrow followed free;
We were the first that ever burst
Into that silent sea.

Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down,
'Twas sad as sad could be;
And we did speak only to break
The silence of the sea!

All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody Sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the Moon.

Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.

About, about, in reel and rout
The death-fires danced at night;
The water, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green, and blue and white.

And some in dreams assurèd were
Of the Spirit that plagued us so;
Nine fathom deep he had followed us
From the land of mist and snow.

And every tongue, through utter drought,
Was withered at the root;
We could not speak, no more than if
We had been choked with soot.

Ah! well a-day! what evil looks
Had I from old and young!
Instead of the cross, the Albatross
About my neck was hung.

Sammy

love that!!!

Seeing them with BORNS in two weeks <33333333

they were so good with borns <3

when these guys are famous imma be like /yea i was there/

I don't understand why anyone would dislike this

amazing.

OK, that's it! I'm looking up their tour dates.

absolutely got to be bigger than they are... you can not be this good and not be noticed!

They're so good I feel bad for not wanting them to become mainstream!

Flamur Aliu I knowww

Making my mark. Blow up soon

love this so much

Honestly he kinda sounds like a very underrated version of the Neighbourhood... This should be wayyyy more popular

Mmm no way

pancakie ; agreed

I hope these peeps do well, alot of bands like this in the past have stopped even though there music is great

I would love to see the music video for this! I can just see it.
A black and white video of people at the beach and driving around in cars to different beaches because of getting kicked off the different beach spots.

:C now you're my little secret.

👀👀 this is gold luv it

amazing

There gonna blow up

I was here when they blew up

they will become big soon. I can tell

Achalar They have to bc I refuse to have it any other way..

Achalar
I hope not ..

Achalar wow you must be psychic. glad we have evidence to support your abilities.

Achalar your mom is big

Alison Brown no u horse lady

Great song!

y isn't he popular?

awesome.

favorite song off the EP !!

damn, I love chilling to this song

I love the vibe of this song so much, great music!

Love this song