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Darling, Darling

by Crissi Cochrane

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1.
So Far Apart 04:06
I know it wasn’t easy to raise me I know it got hard and we got scarred but if I could only see you every morning and every night then, that would be alright then, I would be alright fall is always lovely in the city, momma, the leaves are our feet and in the street and in the sky and dad, I think that we could find a perfect place to sail we’d float out on the waves all through the day just you and I and I don’t understand why we’re so far apart all these towns and woods and rivers between our hearts if this world were a never ever ever ending night then, you would be my light then, you would be my light I was born on Thursday in a town that you weren’t from I was born with eyes and toes and feet and lips and love so I can’t bear the thought that days are quickly going by the seasons change, the years remain and hang out in our eyes and I don’t know what’s not here for you but I am
2.
Kinda Late 04:42
it's getting kinda late, so let’s finish this wine I haven’t got the time so let’s go out and try to find it don’t know any other way to say this old crowd is getting loud and kinda drunk so, let’s split another drink forget about our obligations this isn’t the way I thought it’d go – oh no so bite your tongue bide your time get so clearly out of line no, not tonight I’ve got things I’ve gotta do before the morning I should know better, but this wine has got my lips and won’t stop talking I should know better, but I don’t so up the stairs, into the street find your heart and lose the beat forget the plan, take on the night and though the wine says I just might no, not tonight call a cab at 2am from the hotel can’t say what I want though you wouldn’t tell so I’ll sit wait for the word say you won’t find another girl but I won’t go and you can’t stay all we can do is look away
3.
Mexico 03:19
every second is another chance to turn it all around. tell me to give up and go home or just stop talking you smile and say, “of course, okay”, and make it better - make it worse - and I’ve been trying to move on and failing the moment came and went twice just let it happen, are you ready? and breathing badly – this is love! breathe in close eyes lean forward contact this is terror, this is nervous this is panic, this is ready this is love the leaves are falling, but not faster than me buildings rise, autumn dies just want to get lost in you you push your keys to the ignition “Mexico”, I want to say but you’re not biting, you bring the car to life instead of me falling faster than these god damn leaves just let it happen, are you ready? and breathing badly – this is love! breathe in close eyes lean forward contact this is winter, this is eighteen this is panic, this is ready this is love
4.
of all of the things I just can’t wait to see - you’re a mystery if you’re not missing me of all of the days that I pushed you away if I had something to say, no I wouldn’t delay but I can’t find just a minute of my time if I wanted you on my mind I would let it be so please let go of my heart I’m sure you’d tear it apart but it means nothing to me so if you want to leave a good mark a happy end from a bad start stay lonely for me lonely for me only for me stay lonely for me of all of these nights when I turn off the lights (I turn them off) I’m sure you wish it weren’t true (but it’s the truth) but I don’t dream of you (no, never you) so hold up your questions I’ve got only suggestions this love was a lesson so don’t second guess them just please let go of my heart I’m sure you’d tear it apart but it means nothing to me so if you want to leave a good mark a happy end from a bad start stay lonely for me lonely for me only for me stay lonely for me
5.
Elevators 04:34
I’ve seen your photos and I’ve read your words but neither justify this way you sigh I fall asleep alone and wake up to you I wonder if I dreamt you up I’ll keep my hands to myself but you can take this map to my apartment I’ll keep the door unlocked, anyway, just in case cause all these elevators don’t take long and you don’t live too far away you are this feeling I can’t get out on all these canvases I am the glass of wine you can’t keep full don’t keep your hands to yourself cause you can take this key to my apartment I’ll keep the door unlocked, anyway, just in case cause all these elevators don’t take long and you don’t live too far away there are no stars we can’t direct there are no roots we can’t develop there is nothing we can’t swallow or stomach
6.
Coming Home 02:51
the Cornwallis river is drifting by the eagles are crying in the autumn sky and I’m coming home and I’m feeling old. here is the house where I lived til I was nine and there is the overpass we drank there all the time Kentville’s ahead of us and Wolfville’s behind my hometown is love in a straight line and here my heart lays still and settles my restless will sometimes I think I’d rather be back in the valley here is the street of my high school sweet heart and there’s ridge road where I crashed my dad’s car no matter where I go, I know I’ll never be far from this place that holds me close when I am falling apart and I’m coming home and I’m feeling old here is the school where I used to stray and there lived a girlfriend who passed away here’s the bus station on a sunny day where mom and I wept when I moved away
7.
do you hope or let it choke you when the province lines blur this hundredth time over too many faces to pick mine out of a crowd but still you do and hold me close to you the city lights aren’t getting brighter day is breaking, we’re not waking up for eight more hours I’ll trace that jawline if you close your eyes tight and dream us up some middle ground don’t move so slow, it’s a quick kiss, so turn while you take it headlights are too low and your bit lips tell tales of my wallet in Montreal do you drive or pull it over? take a last touch, right again you go 90, I go 10 so find your lips, I’ll find my teeth and let your love tear into me reach for the door stand in the street and stare like swing dance at my feet don’t move so slow, it’s a quick kiss so let it go lose it all, let it show headlights are too low and your bit lips are lost in mine quick wit, make me resign sick fit but I’m doing fine
8.
bury all your flowers lay you down to sleep throw away your apologies close your eyes though never weep the stars rise and the fire flies oh, your heart like a halo feel it in your lips and know you weren’t much of a hero don’t you say your words like this you’re a shadow not a silhouette wind just a whisper rain, pitter patter grey just a colour storm drifting after find your tongue, tell me I’m the one counting clouds in a summer sun such a feat, there on bended knee draw you in, say promise me darling (darling) darling (darling) darling (darling) oh darling – darling – bury all your flowers

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Recorded and mixed in one week of December 2009 at Soma Studios in Chicago, IL. Engineered by Tim Iseler. Mastered by Bob Weston. Features stripped-down and filled-out songs, with musical guests including Mike Kinsella on percussion and Drew Jurecka on strings.

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released August 21, 2010

All songs written and performed by Crissi Cochrane.

Drums/percussion in So Far Apart, Mexico, Lonely For Me, and Darling, Darling and additional guitar in Coming Home and Separate Cities by Mike Kinsella.

Bass in Kinda Late, Mexico, Lonely For Me, and Darling, Darling by Toby Summerfield.

Violin and viola in Kinda Late, Mexico, Elevators, and Darling, Darling performed by Drew Jurecka.

Cello in Kinda Late, Mexico, Elevators, and Darling, Darling performed by Amy Laing.

Mandolin/dobro in So Far Apart, Lonely For Me, and Coming Home by Jim Becker.

Piano in Kinda Late by Ellen Bunch.

Glockenspeil in Coming Home, So Far Apart and Darling, Darling and additional flute in So Far Apart by Crissi Cochrane.

Additional vocals in So Far Apart and Darling, Darling by Ellen Bunch and Angela Mullenhour.

String quartet arrangements in Kinda Late, Mexico, Elevators, and Darling, Darling written by Raphael Roter. Accordion in Darling, Darling performed by Raphael Roter.

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Crissi Cochrane Windsor, Ontario

Pop/soul singer-songwriter combines the soul of Windsor/Detroit with the heart of the East Coast. Silky vocals reminiscent of Billie Holiday and Norah Jones glow atop the purr of her Fender Jaguar electric guitar.

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