Friday, June 12, 2009

Song Spotlight: Camera Obscura "Honey in the Sun"



Last month I posted a track by track intro to "My Maudlin Career" the new record by the Scotish group Camera Obscura. In that post I mentioned that my favorite track on the record was Honey in the Sun, which was partially writen in Brisbane Australia. While that's not the reason I love the song, it doesn't hurt to hear Tracyanne talk about seeing the Southern Cross for the first time. I'm now just two weeks from getting to see CO live for the first time, and I couldn't be more excited. Plus, if YouTube is to be believed (and why not, it's never lied to me before) than I should be seeing Honey played live, since there are multiple fan videos up from recent shows.

Now, for your enjoyment, here is Honey in the Sun:

A half full moon in Mexico City I think of you
And when I saw the Southern Cross I wished you had too

I wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew
But it's as warm as saxophones
And honey in the sun for you

I've been spending half the year
In a plane going up and down
And you've been seeing other people from a nearby town
Been obsessing and getting depressed about us
Excess baggage and other stupid band stuff

I wish my heart was cold
But it's warmer than before
I wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew
But it's as warm as saxophones
And honey in the sun for you

When you said the veins in my left hand
Were shaped like a tree
Was that the very last time you really looked at me?
I'm in training to become as cold as ice
I'm determined to protect my feelings, to disguise
And when I said I didn't love you I told you a lie
Because there no one above you although I try
Would you laugh at the time I spent calling your name
Over and over and over and over again?

I wish my heart was cold
But it's warmer than before
I wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew
But it's as warm as saxophones
And honey in the sun for you

The trouble is I got me close to hating me
When I wake up in the morning it’s your face I see
Oh you once made me feel less afraid
You've got me pouring myself all over this page

I wish my heart was cold
But it's warmer than before
I wish my heart was as cold as the morning dew
But it's as warm as saxophones
And honey in the sun for you
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