Onion Peel

by Penniless Cove

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1.
Horseless 03:39
The horses left last night fled in the lamppost light the footprints on the curb showed their balancing skills and they whisked themselves away I fed them on pedigree food Poached puree and caviar from a jar I groomed them with a silver brush Singing them songs of ancient hoofs till they slept My stables are empty Full of horse shit and hay My stables are empty But I’ll sit in them anyway Picking the dirt from under my nails Sat on my saddle and sulking Clacking coconuts shells for comfort But I don’t know what to do with myself Now I’m horseless The horses left last night Fled in the lamppost light Their hair in the carpet as they trotted off head high And gracefully opened the door I gave them all the skills To dressage with the best in town Praising their style as the swept up the glory With endless flowing mains. My stables are empty Full of horse shit and hay My stables are empty But I’ll sit in them anyway Pinned head to toe in my rosettes Sat on my saddle and sulking Overdosing on galloping dreams But I don’t know what to do with myself now I’m horseless Now I’m horseless
2.
Take off your shoes If I had a fringe Id spend all of my time Willing it to grow It’s not that I;m vein it’s the same refrain Every time around Take off your shoes Would you ever lose Would you ever lose control Like the way I do Every single day Don’t uncork the wine Its weekend wine and it’s not mine But it seems to have jumped into my hands Through no fault of my own I’m wobbly take me home Follow a cat down the road You don't even know its name Take me to a different place I wouldn't have found any other way
3.
Peeling Onions Remember when we split up And your parents became evil Like the very worse of everything you were Living Larkin’s words Maybe they were evil all along Wrong like Darth Vader wrong Remember when we split up And cut our favourite books in half Just like Solomon’s words, all good was cut in two Living biblical words Eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth Leaving blind gummy smiles to go on with Peeling onions used to make me cry Now I’ve got other reasons why Peeling onions used to make my cry Now I’ve got other things in my eye It’s not a twinkle yet It’s not a wink Or even an accidental sultry blink And yes I may have had a drink A little blurry to think straight I’m not looking for a soul mate Take what you see Peeling onions used to make me cry Now I’ve got other reasons why Peeling onions used to make my cry Now I’ve got other things in my eye
4.
Magpie 03:52
Magpie Woke up this morning Cut my hair off, again Want to pack it up An move house again Pack my bag and move to the sticks Leave behind anything that doesn’t fit In my duffel bag It’s the season of the magpie I’m hunting things that, catch the light Hunting for lost shiny bits That promise more from far away It’s the season of the magpie Hovering till the time’s right to dive Hunting things that catch the light Woke up this morning boots are lead, again sinking through the floor legs are dead/ again Cut my ties and run for the hills leave someone else to pay the bills in my absence Itchy Feet, Scratchy Life Don’t make a dive, For the shiny things Woke up this morning Threw my clothes out, again Want to change it up A new look, again Flea at speed and jump on a bus Take the cat and leave with a fess Stamp my feet and go
5.
Silence sits like a boom I’m not shaping any words for you Silence sits like a boom Your words are closing in around me I’m choking, choking Now the air grown heavy in my lungs Pushing down My ears are flooding in the waves rolling off your tongue I’m losing this one Roses grow from cheek bones Poppies down the shoulder line Mopping up the spilt milk Pours herself a glass of wine Blame a dodgy floorboard Promised it's just one time Apart from just that one time She swears he is the perfect guy Cuddles on the sofa bed Love you's in the car Spooning out the words she said There's questions never asked Who's the figure in the door way The figure that traps her in Tomorrow she is out the door Day after back again I can’t soak the silence for you It sits like a, boom A pair of cats sitting licking our wounds We need different rooms Separate rooms Now the air grown heavy in my lungs Pushing down My ears are flooding in the waves rolling off your tongue I’m losing this one Cigarettes and alcohol She drowns the days that went Silence fills the gap between She counts the day she left The figure now rose stained Has found its way to bed Now lies between their hollow shells Between the words he said Poppy seeds and old sheets Purple prints are left behind The figure shouts through toilet door I swear that was the last time The figure giggles Silence swells into a boom She knew that she'd be back Back inside this room I’m not shaping any words for you Silence sits like a boom Your words are closing in around me I’m choking, choking Now the air grown heavy in my lungs Pushing down My ears are flooding in the waves rolling off your tongue I’m losing this one
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River Lea 03:59
River Lee If I could take one little thing About that day It wouldn’t be the wellies I left by the lakeside It wouldn’t be the bare foot walk All the way home Or the look on your Frowning face You picked the picnic I picked the place the boat was blue The water muddy You brought a rain coat I got soaked through The bloat was blue the water muddy Sitting on the banks of the river lee Sinking be the banks with wet socks and pants pretending there’s n o where I’d rather be but the tide is not right nor the chemistry If I could take one little thing about that day it wouldn’t be the boat it would be the company it wouldn’t be the howling wind knowing I would never see you again letting you believe things I know would never work You picked the picnic I picked the place the boat was blue The water muddy You brought champagne two plastic glasses I drank it, now I taste guilty Sitting on the banks of the river lee Sinking be the banks with wet socks and pants pretending there’s n o where I’d rather be but the tide is not right nor the chemistry
7.
Time to get a cleaner I cracked the egg onto the floor Spilt milk into the sink There’s a thousand things that I think None of them are about cleaning I killed the pet plant Treading soil into the carpet Terracotta splinters Lucky we didn’t have a gold fish But its Time to get a cleaner And it’s time to admit it The things we have broken We are not going to fix I scratched the car Backing into the driveway Filled it in with a blue sharpie It lasted until the rain came I broke the le creuset pan Even though they say it’s indestructable I'm sure it’s still in warrantee But the receipts floating in The drawer of no return and its And it's Time to get a cleaner And it’s time to admit it The things we have broken We are not going to fix We choose to walk on Sticky floors Peeling our heals and To ignore Piles of broken things Behind closed doors And it's Time to get a cleaner And it’s time to admit it The things we have broken We are not going to fix.
8.
Too Tight 03:02
Too Tight Watch it as it comes As it comes undone Zipper stuck Belt too tight Hems are falling down Thinning at the seems Yellow patches Under arms It’s too tight a fit I’ve grown out of it It’s too tight a fit I’ve sweated through it Starch can’t stand up straight Bleach can’t kill the stains It’s beaten washing machines And irons Creases are ingrained Stains they just don’t fade Soap suds don’t shift it At all It’s too tight a fit I’ve grown out of it It’s too tight a fit I’ve sweated through it Catch it as it rolls As it rolls down hill Through splayed fingers To the floor Watch my money learn How to disappear Flowing freely From my sides It’s too tight a fit I’ve grown out of it It’s too tight a fit I’ve sweated through it
9.
Petits Filous Yoghurt Pots I’m growing strawberries And tomatoes In petit filou yoghurt pots On my window sill But they’re Not growing yet Not growing yet Though I’m watching and willing them Talking and bigging them Up No they’re not growing yet I’ve used a funnel and sieve For a shiny watering can And I’ll turn them 60 degrees Like soldiers six times a day, But they’re Not growing yet Not growing yet Though I’m watching and willing them Talking and bigging them Up No they’re not growing yet. Well I Planted the seeds To see if I can I can’t blame the sieve I can’t blame the sun I’ve given them everything A small plant could want But they don’t seem to care This is all that I’ve got
10.
Tesco Bags 04:39
Tesco Bags Bed at Day break Bags under eyes As big as tesco bags Eyes look down and feet they stumble Lazy sleepy limbs Are you feeling Tired Feeling tired Coz I’m feeling tired Feeling tired Head lines blur Making no sense Less sense than before Food seems complex Too hard to fix Empty stomach still Vitamins and water Caffeine coca cola Nothing seems to temper this Bloody Mary slammers Snorting all the powders Getting closer to the abyss Rolling papers spitting limes And Smoking only things that End in bad ideas Help me find sleep x 3 Help me track sleep down Tie is skewiff Strangling my neck I can’t breathe in hear Beige walls beckon Quickly close in I am stuck in this Are you feeling Tired Feeling tired Coz I’m feeling tired Feeling tired Vitamins and water Caffeine coca cola Nothing seems to temper this Bloody Mary slammers Snorting all the powders Getting closer to the abyss Rolling papers spitting limes And Smoking only things that End in bad ideas Are you feeling Tired Feeling tired Coz I’m feeling tired Feeling tired
11.
Valium 04:22
Valium My belly aches through the night No place in my bed feels right The pillows have multiplied Duvet grows wider day by day Must be something I’ve eaten Must be something I‘ve drank Never felt so heavy Never felt so sunk Must be something I read about Must be something I saw Never felt so bleary So blinded My belly aches through the night No place in my bed feels right Feet wrapped in Surplus sheets craving extra heat Must be something I’ve eaten Must be something I‘ve drank Never felt so heavy Never felt so sunk Must be something I read about Must be something I saw Never felt so bleary So blinded Working on cures from breakfast to bedtime Hot cup of milk to milk thistle Shipping forecast hot water bottle Valerian tea to valium Must be something I’ve eaten Must be something I‘ve drank Never felt so heavy Never felt so sunk Must be something I read about Must be something I saw Never felt so bleary So blinded, never felt so raw

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released February 21, 2020

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Penniless Cove London, UK

Welsh, London based Penniless Cove is a vocalist, multi instrumentalist and songwriter playing raw and fiery songs. Weaving visual metaphor with soulful vocals and booming piano melodies, her music takes you on a journey through every day awkwardness. She takes inspiration from Ibeyi, Joanna Newsome, Lianne Le Havas & Ivor Cutler, to bring you her own brand of gin-soaked tunes.

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