'Navy Taxi' se estrenó el . Este tema está incluido en el disco 'Foundations EP'
LETRA
Navy Taxi
Rain spat in my face, thanks a lot mate
And I lost a tenner on the way
Thinking about it, did I spend it last night
When I was drunk and I wanted to get more drunk
Missed the train, thanks a lot mate
I didn't want to be late today, cause I'm always late
And I really hate always being late
And now the other train is delayed... great.
Carrying bags and a navy taxi man said
"Take your time love
'Cause you don't have to rush
'Cause it's your life and it's no one else's, sweetheart
Don't let someone put you in a box."
So I take all that other stuff that I said before
And I'm gonna make it work
'Cause I'm losing my mind and it's driving me up the wall
So I tried to help you carry your shopping
But I wasn't concentrating, I was talking
And I got it caught on the side of this thing and it split
And I'd try to help you walk along but I'd probably end up
pushing you over
But don't worry, I'll never let you fall
And I'm stubborn and I shout and I'll cut you out
And I'll make you feel like I never wanted to make you feel
And I'm stubborn and I shout and I'll cut you out
And I'll make you feel like I never wanted to make you feel
Carrying bags and a navy taxi man said
"Take your time love
'Cause you don't have to rush
'Cause it's your life and it's no one else's, sweetheart.
Don't let someone put you in a box."
So I take all that other stuff that I said before
And I'm gonna make it work
Because I'm losing my mind and it's driving me up the wall
And this time, it will be different,
This time, it will be different (x9)
Significado de la letra
'Rain spat in my face, a rude awakening to start the day, and to top it off, I lost a tenner along the way. Contemplating if I spent it while intoxicated last night, chasing a buzz like there's no end in sight.
Missed the train, a frustrating twist of fate, always running late, a habit I truly hate. Now the next train is delayed, just my luck, the frustrations begin to cascade.
Struggling with bags, a kind navy taxi driver offers words of wisdom, telling me to take my time, reminding me it's my journey, my life, no need to rush or conform to anyone else's strife. Encouraging me not to be confined by expectations and norms.
Reflecting on my previous actions and words, determined to make things right, sanity hanging by a thread in this tumultuous fight. Offering to assist you with your burden, but my mind elsewhere, the bag breaks, a mishap I can't avert. Despite my shortcomings, I vow to never let you fall, even amidst it all.
Stubborn tendencies rear their head, shouting and shutting you out in moments of dread, unintentionally causing pain, leaving wounds that linger and remain.
But amidst the chaos, the navy taxi driver's words echo in my ear, a gentle reminder to take my time, to live authentically without fear. Deciding to push past past mistakes, striving to find a better way, to mend what's broken, to pave a new way without delay.
This time, a determination rises, a promise whispered in the winds, that this time, it will be different, a journey of growth and redemption, a chance to make amends.'