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I’m full to the brim with it
I
’m overflowing with it
Right now I can’t handle it
Can’t put a handle on it
I can’t find the road in
The path towards where I want to go
Can’t get a grip on it
Will it go from bad to worse before it gets better?
I want you to tell me
Do you want me to convince you?
Do you want me to?
The path towards where I want to go
I scrounge on my knees
I treasure the scraps you leave
They keep me sustained for years
They replay in my ears over and over again
How long until we’re on
The path towards where I want to go
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Turning Around
04:14
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Turning around, what do I see?
Turning around, I keep stepping on the cracks
I’m definitely walking forward and I’m not looking back
But I keep seeing visions and flickers of things
Out of the corner of my eye, it goes when my head spins
Turning around, what do I see?
I’m carrying around a museum of me
In my pocket, and it’s reminding me of it constantly
I’m endlessly wandering the rooms and observing
What could be occupying my mind instead of self-preserving?
Turning around, what do I see?
Sucked in, sucked out, I’m here then I’m there
It takes me unawares as if I had time to spare
I’m wondering why I can’t live in the moment
When I’m tossed and turned with the click of a button
Turning around, what do I see?
Thinking ‘bout the time when I had it all
Thinking ‘bout the time that I had it all
Wondering ‘bout the time, if I had it all?
Thinking ‘bout the time, did I have it at all?
Turning around, what do I see?
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I never dreamed of a white wedding
I never dreamed of marriage at all
I never heard those church bells ringing
In my dreams I never heard them call
In the schoolyard we’d play games
Trying to imagine all the places we’d see
We’d pretend to be old
How many kids we’d have and what their names would be
I never thought it would be so hard
Trying to reconcile all the parts of me inside
Crumpled face waking
Warm hug on a lap
These are the things that make me come back
Little head resting a cheek on a shoulder
Maybe there’s a way to bring things back full circle
We’re all carrying around
A little version of us, our inner child
Wondering what they’d think of us now
Would they look up to us and be proud?
I never thought it would be so hard
Trying to reconcile all the parts of me inside
Crumpled face waking
Warm hug on a lap
These are the things that make me come back
Little head resting a cheek on a shoulder
Maybe there’s a way to bring things back full circle
Do you have to lose part of yourself to grow?
I don’t know if I want to
I push forward and I pull back
It’s a dance that I don’t know all of the steps to
Bring things back full circle
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Fitzroy
02:27
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Riding my bike down the back streets of Fitzroy
I'm crossing through Edinburgh Gardens with new mums on the lawn
Meeting mum for coffee
We’re chatting about the weekend
I’m thinking about her when she was young and me at her age
I feel my old life fade away
Things are shifting, things are changing
I feel it slippery as silk
I used to drink black tea but now I have it with milk
My world is getting smaller
My parents live around the corner
But I seem to be growing faster than before
I feel my old life fade away
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Wash Me In The Ocean
05:13
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Relentless tides, in and out
Never stopping, keepin gtime
A cycle as old as mother earth
I set my watch to you
When things get hard an dyou can’t find
A way out of your own head
I find the road that leads me back to you
Wash me in the ocean and turn me around
I’ll go down to the bottom, I’ll get turned upside down
Wash me in the ocean and bundle me up
In skies of blue and dry me on the sand
’Til I’m clean and new
Ancient cliff face, layers of time
Coastlines stretching on for miles
Shells speak of a recent past
A shameful story, stolen land
Rocks loom large out of the sea
Where southern water meets the land
A volcanic start, I can’t forget
The lighthouse calls to me
Wash me in the ocean and turn me around
I’ll go down to the bottom, I’ll get turned upside down
Wash me in the ocean and bundle me up
In skies of blue and dry me on the sand
’Til I’m clean and new
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What if there’s someone out there better for you than me?
Maybe I'm just in the way thinking selfishly?
What if there’s someone out there who fits you to a T
And can comfort you with no anxiety?
You even said yourself we’re very different
And you find it hard to recall the good things about when we met
I remember our first kiss
The electricity that ran through my lips and down my body
Maybe I was wrong to think our difference made us strong
Was I wrong to see in you something for which I long
Maybe I was wrong to think that I would be the one
to support you be your rock your moon your sun
I remember our first kiss
The electricity that ran through my lips and down my body
Maybe there’s someone out there and they’ve found someone else
And we can work this all out love ourselves back to health
I remember our first kiss
The electricity that ran through my lips and down my body
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All My Friends
02:15
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All my friends are having children but I still feel like a child
I still need to call my mum when things feel like they’re getting hard
All my friends are having children but I don’t feel quite grown up yet
I’m still figuring all the things out and not fully self-reliant
I look at little babies and I imagine what ours would look like
Your curly hair, my blue eyes, probably both of our anxieties
I think I want one, probably two but you don’t feel quite ready yet
I would wait another ten years but although I feel like a child I’m not.
All my friends are having children but I still feel like a child
But maybe all of us still feel that way until the day we die
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They used the stars to find out where they needed to go
They followed the stars to work out what direction was home
Although it was dark, they used the light
Although it is dark, can we hold on tight?
Cos I’ve been told it gets worse before it gets better
Before the clear skies there’s a lot of bad weather
We have to navigate through it all together
Yeh I’ve been told it’s gonna hurt before you heal
You have to feel pain before it gets real
If we open our eyes, the stars will appear
You are the star orbiting out of my atmosphere
I am the line at which the sky meets the sea
Let’s find the point between you and me
It’s never as far away as it seems
Cos I’ve been told it gets worse before it gets better
Before the clear skies there’s a lot of bad weather
We have to navigate through it all together
Yeh I’ve been told it’s gonna hurt before you heal
You have to feel pain before it gets real
If we open our eyes, the stars will appear
(It will get better, we’ll weather it together)
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Coffee After 3
03:59
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We'd sleep in every day, our bed was in the living room.
We only had two rooms.
Making peanut butter toast and earl grey tea,
you would bring them to me.
I didn't have a diary I'd remember to meet up for coffee
Cafes don't open til 11 or so so we'd move slow.
That's the first thing I noticed moving back here,
You can't get a coffee after 3, I guess everyone gets up so early
The streets are paved with cobblestones and memories
All of my dreams
In my mind I will always be 25
I close my eyes
That's the first thing I noticed moving back here,
You can't get a coffee after 3, I guess everyone gets up so early
I’m coming back but not to the start
I’m bringing my present in line with the past
I’m coming face to face with my heart
I’m coming back but not to the start
That's the first thing I noticed moving back here,
(I’m coming back but not to the start)
You can't get a coffee after 3, I guess everyone gets up so early
(I’m coming back but not to the start)
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Cool Change
03:18
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I can smell rain coming in on the wind
Lift my face up and I breathe it in
The sweet breeze and it's a-alright
If maybe I cry because the rain will
Wash it away, wash it away anyhow
I'm going stand here ’til I'm soaked
‘Cos it's a cool change coming through my window
It’s a cool change coming through my door
It’s a cool change coming into my life and I want more
Try not to fight it
Try not to resist
It is best if you let yourself get swept up by it
Like the leaves on an autumn day
You have to let go, just unclench your fists
And let the water take you wherever it leads
Although you can’t see the way
‘Cos it's a cool change coming through your window
It’s a cool change coming through your door
It’s a cool change coming into my life and I want more
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Sometimes I'm listening to your words
But not hearing what you are trying to tell me
I’m waiting for the spark to jump the gap
Words reflect, they refract
Swing roundabout and forth and back
They resonate between us
We try to transmit, things modulate
Amplify, we frustrate
The energy it resonates
Sometimes we don’t mean what we say
Sending out radio waves
We all just want to be saved
By someone inadvertently tuning into our frequency
Our days and nights are intertwined
We’re in cahoots, you laugh,
And time, it stretches out
A sparkling line ahead of us together.
No need to adjust the dial
Sometimes it slips, we’ve picked a side
Barricaded, drawn a line
And we’re on opposite sides
Sending out radio waves
We all just want to be saved
By someone inadvertently tuning into our frequency
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Phia Melbourne, Australia
Phia is the entrancing DIY-art-pop music project of multi-instrumentalist songwriter and composer Sophia Exiner.
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