The Last Words That You Said To Me Have Kept Me Here And Safe

by The Yacht Club

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released January 25, 2019

Marcus Gooda- Guitar, Vocals
Jack Holland- Guitar, Vocals
Alex Bramwell- Bass, Backing Vocals
Alexander Esp - Drums, Keyboard, Piano, Backing Vocals

Lyrics on tracks 1, 2, 4, 6, 7, 9, and 10 by Marcus Gooda
Lyrics on tracks 3, 5, and 8 by Jack Holland
All music by The Yacht Club

Recorded and produced by Thomas Hill at Holy Mountain Studios and Resident Studios.

Mixing, mastering and additional production by Bob Cooper at Crooked Rain Studios.

Marcus’ guitar recorded and produced by Thomas Joy.

Artwork by Sally Winter.

This album is dedicated to Blythe Furness and to Dave Gooda. Forever loved, forever missed.

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Alexander Esp
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Track Name: Be Happy And Love Pt2
Another year without you here and the leaves still fall like they always do.
Days roll by, no one mentions suicide, poor mental health still shrouded in taboo,
So I still mention you. You’re not some bitter word I never want to say.

I lay awake trying to place blame but I can’t blame what doesn’t have a cause.
I can’t hate you for it, but I can’t come to terms with what you did.
Remembering the unexpected pause when I got the call. You were always more than 1 of 84.

Still I feel the sorrow as I’m walking past your house and I can‘t hear the summer softly whisper.
When will there be an end to sleepless nights staring at the walls again, ‘til they start closing in, when I’ve buried too many better men than me? So I pull myself together, repeat things will get better and then pray for the strength to finally say “Tomorrow’s another day”.

(but) I’m barely holding on and morning brings with it no closure and leaves me feeling more emotionally in debt to memories of pictures paid in time already spent.
Track Name: Heigham Park
Did I see your face in the crowd? Almost cried your name out loud but I caught my tongue. It felt like you weren’t too far away.
And just the other night I found you waiting for me again in a box of the things that your mother gave me when you left.

I remember the last time I saw you: We were drinking there at The Bell talking of loves lost and the hope that you found in the darkest depths you knew so well.

I’ll sing all the words left in my heart for a chance that they’ll bring some light to the dark. Sometimes I swear I can hear you as if you’re walking beside me again when I make my way down to Heigham Park to the bench which reads your name and I stay for a while.

Just the other night I heard you singing the songs we would sing and my head was full of the words that I didn’t say. But Jonny said it best: we would “all grow old to together, raise a glass and laugh about how we beat this thing in the end” but now we raise a glass to your name instead.

And I remember the last time I saw you: We were drinking there at The Bell talking of loves lost and the hope that you found in the darkest depths you knew so well.

I’ll sing all the words left in my heart for a chance that they’ll bring some light to the dark. Sometimes I swear I can hear you as if you’re walking beside me again when I make my way down to Heigham Park to the bench which reads your name and I stay for a while.
And though you’re gone and time moves forward, I still don’t know how we’ll move on.

I’ll sing all the words left in my heart for a chance that they’ll bring some light to the dark. Sometimes I swear I can hear you as if you’re walking beside me again when I make my way down to Heigham Park to the bench which reads your name and I stay for a while.
Track Name: Postmarks
I drive past where we first met every single day
And twice a week past where I last saw your face.
Everywhere reminds me of all the things I lack.
We both wanted to leave but you never came back.

Red strings became untethered.
No roads lead to your door.

We’ve slept on floors and done our time
And cracked the same cracks in our spines
But I can’t work out what came between us.
Were there things you’d ask, but you just couldn’t bring up because talking was too hard?
My answers are on postcards.

For what it’s worth, the memories still glitter in my mind
Like the pavement did beneath our feet on those winter nights.
I used to reach for you when, in my dreams, I’d drown
And I’m confused by the difference in time
And how your calls always missed mine.

Wax wings keep me tethered.
No roads lead to your door.

We’ve slept on floors and done our time
And cracked the same cracks in our spines.
I realise that I weighed me down.
There were things I’d ask but I just couldn’t bring up because I didn’t have the heart.
I wrote the letters, but they were not postmarked.
Track Name: Glue
Who would of thought of us entwined like lovers softly in the night?
As tangled limbs and hair are patterned by the dawn’s intruding light. Whilst honest words dance out from drunken clumsy hearts. We’ll find comfort in the covers as the morning birds softly start to sing.

If you want me to be I will be the anchor to keep you safe at sea. If you’re falling apart I could be the glue to mend your broken heart. If you’re lost and alone, let me be the one to carry you back home. If it’s all too much to conceive, let us lay here and simply be.

I let my fingers lay upon the marks I left across your skin as wild thoughts begin to roam untamed and lighting fires within. But I’ll keep them close, my facade soft quiet and calm and sink into the pillows thrown across the bed as we slowly start to fade.

If you want me to be I will be the anchor to keep you safe at sea. If you’re falling apart I could be the glue to mend your broken heart. If you’re lost and alone, let me be the one to carry you back home. If it’s all too much to conceive, let us lay here
Track Name: 21
If memories are films about ghosts, like we used to sing,
Then songs like these could soundtrack a haunting.
I’ll never move forward if who I am is so deeply rooted in the past.

Thinking back on everything that’s changed,
I do not see how there can be a way
To reconcile who I used to be with what you see today.

I’ve not felt like myself for some time;
I’m finding it harder to draw a line
Between who I am & the person I feel like.
I thought we’d have it good by now, but my patience has run dry.

Thinking back on everything that’s changed,
I cannot bear that I am stuck in the same place.
I have nothing to show for myself
And what I do have is precious little help.

Everyone I know has lost someone they love far too young except for us -
I can never shake the fear that it’s me who’ll shake things up.

Thinking back on everything that’s changed,
I do not see how there can be a way
To reconcile who I used to be with what you see today.
Track Name: Get Your Damn Hands Off Her!
3am dance floor scenes,
Uncomfortable social circles
In the earliest of hours, the nerves and the fidgets occurred
I would have spilled out the words if not for the knot in my gut or my tongue
The playing of cards and the showing of hands, all down to the leading me away from the bar

Flock to the floor like moths to a flame,
we've got fires in our hearts and heat in our steps
"One more wouldn't hurt at all"
But that means there will be an awful lot of smoke!

Held tight
Bright lights
Thick air and drunken stares
Like a switched we made up our minds
Realised

Flock to the floor like moths to a flame,
we've got fires in our hearts and heat in our steps
"One more wouldn't hurt at all"
But that means there will be an awful lot of smoke!

Flock to the floor....
Track Name: Hopeless
Back at the start of the storyboard
We watched our breath dance as frozen thoughts
Adjust the lights and get the dialogue just right
A nervous smile superimposed

Heavy hearts, made weightless. Picture stills in motion. A time lapse scene stood bare for all to see

The frames flickered. The cogs and wheels ceased to turn. I swear when we touched the earth moved

This is no adaptation from the photographs pinned to your wall
Undeveloped polaroid memories: Bittersweet and amplified

The frames flickered. The cogs and wheels ceased to turn. I swear when we touched the earth moved

The script was rewritten, all the scenes acted out. The only thing to do was notate the score. So I'll go back to act one, back to the opening shots, back to the day the earth moved.
Track Name: In Amber
I wish I could bottle how I felt at sixteen and savour the sweetness of the past,
But it’s soured by the thought that this is how I’ve always been.
As lost confidence laughs,
I feel I’ve missed my chance.

I am older, I’m not wiser.
There’s no fuel to keep this fire.
I’ve been told that things get lighter, but it’s hard to believe.

I miss you all so much, but I don’t wish that you were here.
When things aren’t how I hoped they’d stay,
Our golden years, in amber, they remain.

You in the sun is all I dream of recently;
Your memory pervades and the rays highlight the dents you left in me.

In my head is where these nights shall stay.

All the places that we used to go paint such perfect portraiture in our brains.
When things aren’t how I hoped they’d stay,
Our golden years, in amber, they remain.
As the years bleed into one, it seems to me
That we can so often count on one hand how much these changes mean.

I think ahead (not past your door),
You turn to look before you’re gone.
I see you there, a concrete wall:
I leave with second/third/fourth thoughts.

I miss you all so much, but I don’t wish that you were here.
When things aren’t how I hoped they’d stay,
Our golden years, in amber, they remain.
It’s way past midnight and in the road we both lie.
We’re not scared for our lives and we live as if we’ll never die.
Track Name: Broken Things
These sails are worn weathered and torn
A faint smile gets me so tired
Through scars of the the past I fret awake and ask “Do you love the man or the mask?”

Broke down, though my emotions they pour out I’m slowly taking on water. You’re pulling me through, I don’t know what to do, as they tear me from you: all these broken things.

Guilt weighs like a stone: this burden you carry for us both. Through my black clouds you still shine so warm but I’m waiting for the day I hear you cry a soft sigh as your love resigns.

Broke down, though my emotions they pour out I’m slowly taking on water. You’re pulling me through, I don’t know what to do, as they tear me from you: all these broken things.
(All these broken things, all these broken things. I row to the shore as waves they roar and the current pulls me under.)
Track Name: Be Happy And Love Pt3
I put the flowers on your grave as the tears start to roll down. Felt my hands begin to shake as I turned and left the gates. I’m just terrified that I’m burning every bridge, that my apologies rejected and all I found was silence in the end.

I still hesitate to turn the page. If I could talk to you I’d say to you how I miss you more each day ‘cause lately I’ve been hanging over the same ledges you did and if it were up to you what would you do to keep me singing for one more day? What would you say?

Don’t it feel a little quieter these days as if the birds have lost their song? A certain silence I can’t change. A stillness in the hands upon the clock.
Don’t it feel a little colder these days as if the sun has lost its warmth?
I couldn’t feel anything. I lost myself for too long.
A certain sadness that won't thaw (I retraced all my steps along the avenues. I sat in silence as the leaves began to fall. As I passed your house I missed a step and wondered when you’re coming home)

I still hesitate to turn the page. If I could talk to you I’d say to you how I miss you more each day ‘cause lately I’ve been hanging over the same ledges you did and if it were up to you what would you do to keep me singing for one more day? What would you say?

And I know you will never hear me say that the last words that you said to me have kept me here and safe but if those same words could be a light to someone else then I will sing them:

Be Happy and Love.

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