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Things We Said When We Were Younger (demos)

by The Finest Hour

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1.
Time is a disguise Seen through this brace of blue eyes Naive, so wise The finest hour of our lives The finest hour of our lives Everything we need Digital memories Everywhere a screen If you haven't seen, where have you been? Everything we need Digital memories Everywhere a screen If you haven't seen, where have you been? Led astray with sweet words The things we read and overheard Dark clouds draw near Divided by this useless fear Time is a disguise Seen through this brace of blue eyes Naive, so wise The finest hour of our lives Was there a time when we were stronger? Sun shone bright and days grew longer Danger lurks round every corner In things we said when we were younger Things we said when we were younger Things we said when we were younger Things we said when we were younger Things we said when we were younger
2.
Today I prayed to a financial advisor That I might have enough to pay my bills The clock upon my wall is unrelenting And I just don't have the time to feel so ill The time to feel so ill Today I prayed to the gods of flat packed furniture Forgive me B & Q for I have sinned The clock upon my wall is unrelenting And at what point does anybody win? Under clouded winter skies I make this vow that I will try To give you all that I can in this life, we will get by Worries to the left of me and trouble on the right But of one thing I will never lose sight, we will get by Today I prayed to all those theives in London Deliver us from all that you might do The clock upon my wall is unrelenting We'll never have enough to pay for you It's such a subtle thing, it creeps up on you gradually Like the rising of the sun, yours forever mathematically So take my hand and we'll stumble periodically From darkness into light, I will not lose sight We will get by Under clouded winter skies I make this vow that I will try To give you all that I can in this life, we will get by Worries to the left of me and trouble on the right But of one thing I will never lose sight, we will get by We will get by
3.
Empty pockets and half finished songs Maybe we weren't meant to be the lucky ones Quaint little sentiments and memories may never pay the bills But they are ours, we own them, they're all ours Four in the morning, licking my wounds With the ghosts from all those years ago that beat me black and blue Like something from a film, it brings me back to you, back to you Lately I just haven't been myself Drinking and worrying is no good for my health I don't have answers, I've barely worked out what the question is But I do know I can't sail without a wind Four in the morning, licking my wounds With the ghosts from all those years ago that beat me black and blue Like something from a film, it brings me back to you, back to you For all their shouting I can't remember where this was begun There are more ways to right a wrong The thing about being knocked down is that you have a choice to make You either lay down there and break or get to your feet and start again So give me battle scars and deep cuts Actions speak louder than Facebook I'll beg and borrow, do all that I am able, have no doubt This light will not burn out... Four in the morning, licking my wounds With the ghosts from all those years ago that beat me black and blue Like something from a film, it brings me back to you, back to you The thing about being knocked down is that you have a choice to make You either lay down there and break or get to your feet and start again The thing about being knocked down is that you have a choice to make You either lay down there and break or get to your feet and start again So get to your feet and start again Get to your feet
4.
I make my pen meet my paper, cos I'm old fashioned like that Like an old seaside postcard, faded and cracked I am a shining example of all the things that you should not do But just because somebody else wins, that doesn't mean that you lose So let's sing Elvis songs until the feelings gone And close your eyes and dream of the colours of some other place You may be recklessly sensible, I may be pointlessly right Some build their wings on the way down in the hope that they'll take flight You say these songs will not save me, I say they already have But then that's the way things work around you, always the bleak and the bad So go and drip with gold in the piercing cold There's no need to dream, so go your own way and I'll stick to mine Murder the romantics, make sure they tow the line Time is money and money is time Strike down the tender hearted, ensure none survive Time is money and money is time
5.
One more time around the same block A tired mind and a ticking clock Through all the same old jokes and stories Dated lines and former glories You can empty every bottle that you find But the bottom of the bottle will always be dry I'm quite sure you've got nothing at all worth talking about You feel no shame, you shift the blame, then sit back and watch the flame I'm suite sure you've got nothing at all worth talking about You poke and plead for sympathy but you will never get a shred of it from me You misdirect your fury Judge, executioner and jury You swear that you could make us safer With lies from tabloid right wing papers It's a pretty depressing sign of the times When ideas of justice and fairness are considered something wild I'm quite sure you've got nothing at all worth talking about You feel no shame, you shift the blame, then sit back and watch the flame I'm suite sure you've got nothing at all worth talking about You poke and plead for sympathy but you will never get a shred of it from me You might be alright Jack, but if we always go down swinging One step forward, two steps back, when do we get our turn at winning The time has come for unity, to know our enemy I will not fear the things you think you see I'm quite sure you've got nothing at all worth talking about You feel no shame, you shift the blame, then sit back and watch the flame I'm suite sure you've got nothing at all worth talking about You poke and plead for sympathy Cry out loud in disbelief Through all your negativity You will never get a shred of it from me
6.
So they've voted for Christmas Now all I see are noseless spited faces All around, all around She told me “one day, baby, you'll miss this, The bad old day's of this bad old broken town, A broken town” Welcome to the echo chamber Vent your spleen to your own hand picked crowd They will never bring you down She hears voices, can you blame her? On the TV, in the papers All around feels cold and hard as stone Take it all in, remember everything If the cap fits, make them wear it Sadly I can see no end in sight, I'm getting out tonight Now we spend our days in this clickbait romance The version of ourselves we dare to show Things we dare not speak aloud While the newspaper spews forth bile and poison Tightened fists all foaming round the mouth Hang the traitor, stone the thief But it could never happen here though Be real boys, of course it could If we're so very different show me how She hears voices, can you blame her? On the TV, in the papers All around feels cold and hard as stone Take it all in, remember everything If the cap fits, make them wear it Sadly I can see no end in sight, I'm getting out tonight To you this is all just some game that you can leave behind A u-turn and a handshake, a side-step and a smile For us this is no game, my friend, it's the line between death and life I wonder how the hell you sleep at night She hears voices, can you blame her? On the TV, in the papers All around feels cold and hard as stone Take it all in, remember everything If the cap fits, make them wear it Sadly I can see no end in sight, She hears voices Can you blame her, can you blame her? Take it all in, remember everything If the cap fits, make them wear it Make them wear it
7.
A faraway look, a story on your face I started talking but had no point to make Normal for the spider is chaos for the fly It's neither night nor morning, I have no cause to earn my stripes You spoke and shook your head, pushed some coins across the bar You told me I could never earn as much or work as hard The things you hold so dear don't mean that much to me It's neither night nor morning, I feel so tired just leave me be I'm sorry I can't find a way to frame this That makes you look anything else but selfish The words you speak make my blood run cold That a man could want more than his children could own Now I clean the mess you left and I realise this is nothing new Putting out a fire with petrol is a stupid fucking thing to do You didn't even chew, just swallowed down the lot It's neither night nor morning, we are not broke we're being robbed I'm sorry I can't find a way to frame this That makes you look anything else but selfish The words you speak make my blood run cold That a man could want more than his children could own You say these kids today don't know they're born Two jobs and bills to pay should keep them warm The things you say make my bloody run cold That a man could want more, so much more That a man could want more than his children could own
8.
I get tangled up in unimportant things I don't want to let you down I am the firmest of believers, just not right now Learning to live with all these cuts and bruises I don't want to let you down If the truth here be told, all of this will end somehow These times will always be More than just a memory These times will always be More than just a memory To me, to me, to me Picking up the pieces of the last few years I don't want to let you down We started out with nothing, nobody could tell us how The anchor may be slipping as the waves crash over I don't want to let you down So I will stand up and be counted in this unforgiving world now These times will always be More than just a memory These times will always be More than just a memory To me, to me, to me I am seldom on the money and always on the brink Staggering around the place I barely stop to think But I think of you and all we could do If we stick together we'll get through They'll kick you when your down, all scratching and biting When the bell sounds I will come out fighting I think of you and all we could do If we stick together we'll get through I think of you and all we could do If we stick together we'll get through These times will always be More than just a memory These times will always be More than just a memory To me, to me, to me To me, to me
9.
Boarding trains in winter coats Pocket change so I could use the phone To tell you that I'm almost home, almost Just a few more miles to go Remembering those nights Your eyes would shine so bright I've never laughed so much in all my life The games we used to play The times you said you'd always stay I wouldn't want to spend my time in any other way Now you're packing bags like people in the movies do Calling a cab like people in the movies Don't leave now, don't leave now We'll sort this out somehow, sort this out somehow Don't leave now, don't leave now We'll sort this out somehow, sort this out somehow Just don't leave Working late, again While I'm writing letters that I'll never send Hope can be deceiving, hurtful and misleading But I've never been a one to shelter from a storm I don't want your goodbye kiss Why won't you plant your feet and fight for this? Don't leave now, don't leave now We'll sort this out somehow, sort this out somehow Don't leave now, don't leave now We'll sort this out somehow, sort this out somehow Just don't leave Boarding trains in winter coats Pocket change so I could use the phone To tell you that I'm almost home, almost Just a few more miles
10.
Nobody needs Jack Daniels laced with mead Least of all when the clock points out it's 3 What came over me? Why did I feel the need to run myself into the ground with so much certainty Oh woe is me Some people say it all comes with age The body can't take punishment like those bygone distant days And now I've bills to pay Jobs to do and calls to make Things to do in gown up ways So I just can't get off my face, no way I am not getting any younger but then neither is anybody else On days like these I may sit and wonder But come last orders you will find me at the bar, or somewhere not very far
11.
Strong nor stable, willing nor able To show basic humanity, compassion or empathy I've met more charming fruit machines, I swear I can see your circuitry Theresa the strain is starting to show Theresa I think you ought to know that its time for you to go I'm not some snowflake bleeding heart Who thinks every last tory is evil Things are rarely black and white like that But this current crop who've slithered up the ladder It's clear for all to see that they're a dangerous bunch of heartless twats You may have noticed poetry deserts me At times like these I get so angry I can't speak It seems to me they spend all of their energy Repeating these lines, avoiding the likes of you and me Stong nor stable, willing nor able To show basic humanity, compassion or empathy I've met more charming fruit machines, I swear I can see your circuitry Theresa the strain is starting to show Theresa I think you ought to know that its time for you to go You can't just keep cutting and expect us not to bleed I guess you never feel the hurt There's no one to tend the wounds or patch us up again You say that there's no money for a nurse The police are under-funded and the fire station closed The libraries and the council office gone I know teachers at their breaking point and I'm not the only one Who had never heard of a food bank until your lot came along Stong nor stable, willing nor able To show basic humanity, compassion or empathy I've met more charming washing machines, I swear I can see your circuitry Theresa the strain is starting to show Theresa you really ought to go Theresa I can't wait for our next chance to vote Theresa I think you ought to know that its time for you to go
12.
Ships are safe in harbours but that is not what ships are for Sometimes there stands a fine line between wisdom and a lie Another game was being played, we never stood a chance of winning Now we must fight back with all that we can find I'd rather have a head full of questions and no answers Than to walk around repeating lies and calling them my own All that I see in your eyes is smoke from a distant fire From when you lost a diamond while out collecting stone The broken clock will tell the right time twice a day Be careful where you choose to put your faith We have more in common than that which does divide us But some pieces of this jigsaw refuse to let us fit Should you lie to your government they'll tell you you're a criminal But every day they do the same and call it politics The broken clock will tell the right time twice a day Be careful where you choose to put your faith If history's just a set of lies that's told by those with all the power I truly hope one fine day you get all you deserve You may have us surrounded but I pity you poor bastards Once we realise it takes two flints to make a fire burn The broken clock will tell the right time twice a day Be careful where you choose to put your faith The broken clock will tell the right time twice a day Be careful where you choose to put your faith
13.
If one more person should say to me You can hold a tune son, have you thought of TV There's a show you can try and they'll make you a star Stick with Simon and you will go far Don't get me wrong, I know they mean well But I'm afraid I politely decline Cos manipulation, money and greed Are the things in this life I despise Simon says jump and they say how high? Simon says vote and his pockets they line Simon says anything and kids start to cry Simon says, Simon says Its a deception that this is something honest and free It's a glorified soap opera, they're just making TV And it comes at a price for those plying the trade From the North through the south it all fades Simon says jump and they say how high? Simon says vote and his pockets they line Simon says anything and kids start to cry Simon says, Simon says While we pour out our hearts into three minute pop songs Pick up guitars when life goes wrong Put all we have into all that we do To hell with stardom and to hell with you To hell with stardom and to hell with you You could not buy those who choose to create For the freedom it brings and the smile on the face Of the ones who are moved by things honest and true I promise Simon we won't come for you I promise Simon, we won't come for you I promise Simon we won't come for you
14.
Sometimes I crave a melody, sometimes I search for rhyme Sometimes another beer before the bell at closing time I met her when we both were younger, far away from this place A fiery way about her, a stern and frantic grace Sometimes I write a song I know that I will never sing A word that can't be spoken, a bell that will not ring She never quite believed in me, she dealt in numbers and proof I said “my dear, all that we'll need are three chords and the truth” We listened to those sad songs and drank all through the night Spoke of all those yesterdays and fought the dying light, fought the dying light I always manage to find a way out of my mind A way out of my mind I quoted old time writers and spoke in poetry She said “your words and your pretty verse won't pay my bills for me” All sitting down and counting cash and things she wanted for me A spinning cog within some grand and hideous machine She spoke to me of bravery and never risked a thing A chirping, strutting songbird who'll never spread her wings I'd rather place a dream atop a house of playing cards Than never stray from those trusted roads in case the ground got hard We listened to those sad songs and drank all through the night Spoke of all those yesterdays and fought the dying light, fought the dying light I always manage to find a way out of my mind A way out of my mind There's not much worse than birdsong when you should be tucked up in your bed All her fears and her warnings went a-racing through my head She may not now remember all that I will not forget The hardest way to say goodbye is in silence, with regret We parted when we both were younger before the seeds were sown The heroes of a story that no one will ever know Sometimes I write a song I know that I will never sing A word that can't be spoken, a bell that will not ring
15.
Inhaling paranoia, it's in the news 'most every day Searching for some kind of something to take all of this pain away While the men of means get meaner, I never know quite what to say It feels like a big change coming, another bill for us to pay Twisted into something sinister, pretty words that bother me Old doors deadlocked and bolted in towers made of ivory They'll have you bite the hand that feeds you, chasing ghosts through love and war Take us back to good old days when we died young and we died poor One man's logic is another's lunacy No one will come down and save us so we must save ourselves No one will come down and save us so we must save ourselves We're the longshot, the underdog, it's all that we have got We're standing before Goliath with a sling full of shot Greeted like some long lost brother and poked and stirred with fear and hate Welcomed in like the guest of honour and end up on their dinner plate Simple answers to complex questions never will sit right with me A picture never tells the story, more goes on than we can see All your words don't sit right with me Just a hair from the dog, the dog that bit me No one will come down and save us so we must save ourselves No one will come down and save us so we must save ourselves We're the longshot, the underdog, it's all that we have got We're standing before Goliath with a sling full of shot Some things are forever altered, others always remain Love will unite and conquer, the sun shines after the rain

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Demos for The Finest Hour's third album, provisionally titled 'Things We Said When We Were Younger'.

All songs written by Rob Bywater
Tracks 4, 5, 8 and 12 recorded in 2016 by Sam Carlton
All other tracks recorded in 2018 by Phil Stocks.

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released August 3, 2018

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