BARD RECORDS

Tag: Single

  • All According To Plan

    All According To Plan

    Nothing is out of control.
    It has simply been documented.

    All According to Plan watches institutional reassurance do what it does best: absorb the problem, soften the language and return it as procedure. Concern is acknowledged, feedback is invited and everything remains under review, which is another way of saying the system has successfully contained the need to actually change anything.

    ► BUY
    OBSERVED BEHAVIOUR

    Everyone’s calm, that’s the headline today
    Measured response in a reasonable way
    There’s a statement drafted, softened and signed
    Nothing was broken that we can’t redefine

    We acknowledged the issue, we heard the concern
    We thanked you politely, now wait for your turn
    It’s been logged in the system, it’s under review
    Which is exactly what systems are built to do

    No raised voices, no sudden moves
    We rehearsed this part, you’ll know it too

    It’s all according to plan
    That’s what the briefing said
    Smile for the cameras, nod if you can
    Nothing to see ahead

    It’s all according to plan
    Relax, you’re in safe hands
    If it feels wrong, that’s how it’s meant
    It’s all according to plan

    We’ve streamlined the language, cut out the blame
    Swapped out the words that were causing a scene
    Authentic concern in a friendlier font
    Sincere, pre-approved, and carefully launched

    There’s a space for your feedback, a box you can tick
    It disappears fast, but it counts for a bit
    We value the dialogue, love how you feel
    As long as it fits what we’re ready to deal

    Say it plainly, but not too loud
    Say it nicely, you’ll make us proud

    It’s all according to plan
    That’s what the update said
    Progress is steady, morale is grand
    Nothing to see ahead

    It’s all according to plan
    You’re doing just fine
    If you feel uneasy, give it some time
    It’s all according to plan

    No alarms, no fault, no fire
    Just a hum in the wires
    Everything works, just slightly delayed
    Everything’s fine it’s just being explained

    It’s all according to plan
    We’ve done this before
    Same reassurance, different floor

    It’s all according to plan
    Stand where you are
    If this feels staged
    That’s exactly what you are

    Thank you for waiting
    Thank you for caring
    Thank you for understanding
    We’ll let you know

  • No Signal, No Sound

    No Signal, No Sound

    The noise has stopped.
    What remains is harder to place.

    No Signal, No Sound finds the quiet that arrives after there is finally nothing left to answer. The conversations have ended and the familiar urge to replay them is beginning to fade. On the surface, everything has settled. Underneath, something remains unresolved, waiting for the moment when being fine takes a little more effort.

    ► BUY
    AS SAID

    It’s quiet now

    Nothing left to chase or fix
    No more words to overthink
    Rooms stay still, I let them be
    No need to fill the space you leave
    I sit down, don’t move at all
    Let it pass straight through me

    Thought it’d hurt more than this
    But it doesn’t hit

    No signal, no sound, it’s finally clear
    No signal, no sound, you’re not here
    I let it drop, I let it end
    At least that’s what I tell myself
    No signal, no sound… holding out
    (Oh-oh) nothing now

    I don’t reach for what we had
    Don’t replay it in my head
    If it drifts in, I let it go
    Don’t follow where it goes
    Still there’s something underneath
    That I don’t touch

    If I push it down again
    It stays where it is

    No signal, no sound, it’s finally clear
    No signal, no sound, you’re not here
    I let it drop, I let it end
    At least that’s what I tell myself
    No signal, no sound… holding out
    (Oh-oh) nothing now

    If I cut it clean and fast
    Would it really stay in the past?
    Or just wait until I slip
    Then come back in

    No signal, no sound, almost gone
    No signal, no sound… still holding on
    I let it drop, I try to be free
    But it’s still under me
    No signal… no sound

    …still there

  • Fracture Lines

    Fracture Lines

    Everything still fits.
    Just never in quite the same place.

    Fracture Lines is about losing the sense that your own experience is arriving as one continuous thing. Familiar movements feel slightly displaced, voices arrive at the wrong moment and every attempt to settle into a single version of events shifts it again. Nothing completely breaks apart; it simply refuses to line up for long enough to feel certain.

    ► BUY
    AS SAID

    Hold it together

    Glass splits right across my face
    Different angles, same mistake
    I pick one and try to stay
    But it shifts when I look away
    Something’s off in how I feel
    Like I’m watching, not for real

    I keep trying to stay in one
    But I come undone

    Fracture lines through everything
    Fracture lines in what you mean
    I don’t land where I begin
    I don’t know which side I’m in
    Fracture lines… pulling wide
    (Oh-oh) can’t decide

    Step repeats but not the same
    I don’t move how I just came
    Your voice hits but feels delayed
    Like it’s slightly out of place
    I correct it as I go
    Still it never locks in right

    Every version that I try
    Breaks before it holds

    Fracture lines through everything
    Fracture lines in what you said
    I don’t land where I begin
    Too many ways to bend
    Fracture lines… pulling wide
    (Oh-oh) can’t decide

    If I force it into place
    Will it hold or just give way?
    Every piece I try to keep
    Shifts the second that I breathe

    Fracture lines won’t let me stay
    Fracture lines in every frame
    I don’t land, I don’t align
    Nothing holds its shape in time
    Fracture lines

    …stay in one

  • Static Between Us

    Static Between Us

    The connection keeps failing.
    Neither person hangs up.

    Static Between Us follows a conversation that can no longer arrive intact. Words disappear, voices distort and each missing piece gets replaced by what the other person thinks they heard. The connection has become almost useless, but letting it finally go quiet would mean accepting that there may be nothing left on the other end.

    ► BUY
    AS SAID

    Say it again
    Your cut’s out

    Long distance, I missed the word
    Thought I caught it, must’ve blurred
    You were there a second ago
    Now it’s just a broken tone
    I stay still like that will help
    Like you’ll come back to it
    Every time I get it close
    It slips before it holds

    Static in the air, I hear you roar
    Static in the air, then you’re gone
    I can’t switch it off, can’t step away
    It pulls me back to it
    Static in the air
    Cutting in (oh, oh, say it again)

    Streetlight buzz leaks through the line
    Mixes up your voice and mine
    I repeat what I think you said
    Doesn’t land the same in my head
    If I stop it all dries out
    So I keep it running
    I know this isn’t real anymore
    Still I lean in more

    Static in the air, I hear you roar
    Static in the air, stretched too long
    I can’t switch it off, can’t step away
    It pulls me back to it
    Static in the air
    Breaking up, say it again

    If I let the silence in
    Would it end or just get worse?
    Would you finally disappear?
    Or just settle in deeper?

    Static in the air, still hear you sigh
    Static in the air, then it dies
    I can’t switch it off, won’t let it fade
    It’s all I got of you
    Static in the air
    Static in the air

    Say it again

  • Shadows On The Wall

    Shadows On The Wall

    Some things disappear.
    The room doesn’t notice.

    Shadows On The Wall is about the way someone can remain present long after they have gone. Empty rooms, familiar streets and ordinary nights keep pulling old memories back into view, until letting go feels less like a decision and more like trying to escape something that has become part of the surroundings.

    ► BUY
    AS SAID

    Shadows.. on the wall.. calling me

    Empty rooms and flickering light
    Your voice still echoes through the night
    I trace the lines where you used to lie
    But every memory makes me cry
    I reach out but you’re not there
    Just cold air and my despair

    I tell myself it’s over now
    But my heart won’t allow

    Shadows on the wall, they keep your name
    Shadows on the wall, calling me insane
    I can’t let go, I can’t break free
    You’re still inside of me
    Shadows on the wall.. shadows on the wall
    (Oh-oh) Shadows on the wall

    Streetlights bleed into the rain
    I walk these paths again in vain
    Your laughter haunts the silent air
    A ghost I feel but cannot share
    One more night to chase the past
    Hoping this ache won’t last

    I whisper secrets to the dark
    But it tears me apart

    Shadows on the wall, they keep your name
    Shadows on the wall, driving me insane
    I can’t let go, I can’t break free
    You’re still inside of me
    Shadows on the wall.. shadows on the wall
    (Oh-oh) Shadows on the wall

    If I could turn the clock around
    Would you still be here on solid ground?
    Or am I lost in endless night
    Holding on with all my might

    Shadows on the wall, they keep your name
    Shadows on the wall, calling out again
    I can’t let go, won’t set you free
    You’re the only part of me
    Shadows on the wall.. shadows on the wall
    (Oh-oh) Shadows.. on the wall

    Shadows.. calling me

  • Alone In Stereo

    Alone In Stereo

    I can dance, actually.
    Just not when anyone’s watching.

    There’s something nice about having the place to yourself, putting your headphones on and playing the same song far too loudly. Nobody cares if you miss a beat, forget the words or nearly fall over your own socks. Well, nobody’s there to care, which is sort of the point. I probably look ridiculous. I’m having a lovely time, though.

    ► BUY
    TEXT

    I left my shoes by the front door.
    Checked the fridge, nothing good inside.
    My headphones play a song too loud.
    Counting tiles on the kitchen floor.

    I’m alone in stereo.
    Dancing where no one goes.
    Laughing when I miss the chorus.
    Playing songs nobody knows.

    Music shakes the bedroom floor.
    I spin twice and miss the beat.
    My jacket swings around my arms.
    Trip on socks and laugh again.

    I’m alone in stereo.
    Dancing where no one goes.
    Laughing when I miss the chorus.
    Playing songs nobody knows.

    The mirror shows my stupid dance.
    Lamp light shakes across the floor.
    This beat keeps pulling me around.

    I’m alone in stereo.
    Dancing where no one goes.
    Laughing when I miss the chorus.
    Playing songs nobody knows.

  • That’s Not What Happened

    That’s Not What Happened

    An ending can be accepted.
    Rewriting how it happened is something else.

    That’s Not What Happened is about refusing to let somebody turn a difficult ending into a cleaner story after the fact. Responsibility becomes timing, choices become mutual drift and uncomfortable details quietly disappear. The relationship may be over, but that doesn’t make every version of what happened equally true.

    ► BUY
    LYRICS

    Don’t tell it like that.

    You’ve been explaining us to people
    Like it was mutual.
    Like we both drifted.
    Like nobody chose anything.

    You leave out the part
    Where you stopped trying.
    You leave out the months
    Where I carried it alone.

    You call it “timing.”
    That’s convenient.

    You don’t get to edit this.

    That’s not what happened.
    You don’t get to smooth it over.
    You don’t get to round the edges
    So you can sleep better.

    That’s not what happened.
    You walked away slowly
    And called it fate.
    Say it properly.

    You say we both changed.
    I didn’t.
    I stayed exactly where I was
    Waiting for you to show up.

    You say it just ran its course.
    No.
    You pulled back piece by piece
    And hoped I wouldn’t notice.

    I noticed.

    If you’re going to tell it,
    Tell it straight.

    That’s not what happened.
    You don’t get to rewrite it.
    You don’t get to make it gentle
    So it fits your version.

    That’s not what happened.
    You checked out quietly
    And left me holding
    What you dropped.

    I can accept that it ended.
    I can accept that you left.

    What I won’t accept
    Is the story you tell about it.

    That’s not what happened.

    You don’t get to erase the weight.
    You don’t get to call it even.
    You don’t get to walk clean
    from something you broke.

    Say it properly.

  • Don’t Pretend

    Don’t Pretend

    Avoiding the obvious
    doesn’t make it disappear.

    Don’t Pretend is about recognising when somebody already knows the truth but continues to avoid saying it plainly. Words are softened, responsibility is shifted and something significant is treated as though it doesn’t matter. The song refuses to participate in that version of events and asks for the simpler thing: acknowledge what is already there and say what you mean.

    ► BUY
    LYRICS

    Stop pretending you don’t see it
    Stop pretending it’s fine
    You know it isn’t
    You feel it too

    You can hide in words
    You can hide in tone
    I see through it
    I hear it

    Don’t pretend
    Say what you mean
    Say it now
    No softening

    You act like it’s small
    You act like it won’t matter
    Every choice has weight
    Every word counts

    You can twist the story
    You can shift the blame
    I won’t follow
    I won’t accept it

    Don’t pretend
    Say what you mean
    Say it now
    No softening

    Don’t pretend

  • Low Pressure

    Low Pressure

    Not everything has to escalate
    to become difficult to ignore.

    Low Pressure is about tension that never needs to announce itself. Nothing is openly confronted and nobody loses control, but every movement, silence and change in position carries weight. The restraint isn’t an absence of feeling. It’s the deliberate choice to leave the pressure where it is and see what happens.

    ► BUY
    LYRICS

    Hold
    Don’t rush it

    Floor moves under the quiet
    Air thick in the room
    Nobody says what they’re thinking
    But everybody assumes

    Slow blink
    No tells
    Weight sits
    Where it settles

    You lean forward
    I don’t
    You fill space
    I won’t

    Feel it building don’t react
    Keep it steady
    Keep it intact

    Low pressure
    Under the skin
    Low pressure
    Let it sink in
    No drama
    No confession
    Just that low, slow tension

    You talk fast
    I reduce
    Cut the noise
    Keep the truth

    Every move measured
    Nothing spilled
    Every silence
    Intentional, filled

    Don’t break stride
    Don’t overplay
    Let the silence
    Make its own weight

    Don’t mistake calm for weak
    Don’t mistake still for sleep

    Low pressure
    Under the skin
    Low pressure
    Let it sink in
    No drama
    No confession
    Just that low, slow tension

    It doesn’t shout
    It doesn’t flare

    It just stays
    Right there

    Low pressure
    Under the skin
    Low pressure
    Let it sink in
    No drama
    No confession
    Just that low, slow tension

  • Circuit Horizon

    Circuit Horizon

    We see more than ever.
    We just can’t carry all of it.

    Circuit Horizon is about the gradual numbness that comes from being exposed to a constant stream of tragedy. The suffering is understood and the concern is genuine, but attention moves on because staying with everything would become impossible. It isn’t indifference so much as a form of self-protection: seeing, registering, and learning to let go before the weight becomes too much.

    ► BUY
    LYRICS

    Another headline
    Another day

    They speak in numbers on the news
    Measured loss in careful tones
    Footage cut to fit the frame
    Pain reduced to moving zones

    Names appear, then disappear
    Faces held a second long
    We pause enough to register
    Then quietly move on

    Quietly move on

    It’s not that we don’t understand
    It’s just too much to hold
    If everything demands a tear
    The well runs cold

    We don’t turn away
    We just don’t stay
    Long enough to feel it through
    We don’t close our eyes
    We neutralise
    What we’re not equipped to do

    Conversations lose their edge
    Tragedy becomes a tone
    Outrage has a shorter life
    Before it’s overthrown

    Candles lit in tidy rows
    Hashtags fade without a fight
    We meant it when we said the words
    Just not for long at night

    Not for long at night

    It’s not that we don’t care at all
    It’s self-defence, we say
    If every story cuts this deep
    We’d never look away

    We don’t turn away
    We just don’t stay
    Long enough to feel it through
    We don’t close our eyes
    We neutralise
    What we’re not equipped to do

    There was a time it hurt for days
    Now it passes in an hour
    Not because it matters less
    But because we’ve lost the power

    Lost the power

    We don’t turn away
    We just don’t stay
    Long enough to feel it through
    We don’t close our eyes
    We neutralise
    What we’re not equipped to do

    Another headline
    Another day