Simple Things

by Olympians



This is the first song from our thrill-packed-and-definitely-pretty-much-finished forthcoming album Lake Mannion which is a rock record about disappearing completely.

The artwork is by Joe Mackenzie, whose work you should endeavour to investigate further here:


Simple days, where have you been?
Waiting for the tide to wash my forehead clean
In the right lane, but ruining everything
Waiting for a day that never comes

I fall for all the same lines every summer
Barbeques each night drinking lager like water
But now we're stuck here watching Netflix in grubby pants

And who am I to hang this concert poster on my wall?
We left two songs from the end
Our feet sore and our phones batteries flat

Words bleeding out like poison
Burst from an abscess
Moment you realise you're turned into a tired mess
Toupee receeding
A sandy coastline on my forehead

Tired with a capital T of chasing around worrying how you all feel
I've digested this nonsense so long
I can't marry the thirst with the forced non-chalance
Dull but obsessively clean
Found this striped woollen hat in a shop by the sea
Now even the thought of outside leaves me sweating for days
Why would anyone try?

That face is peering at me
From every corner
It's the same tired look the plughole gives the water
You think you're free here
But we both know how this ends


released July 11, 2018
Song by Olympians
Recorded by Thomas Le Beau Morley
Mastered by Eric at Philosophers Barn


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