8.8.16

Tom Odell-Concrete

I think I've lost my words with this one. I was looking forward to hearing the new tracks from Tom Odell, but this new album has been something else... With "Wrong Crown" Odell proves that he is the real thing. He is honest and he is not afraid to put himself out of his limits. The four leading tracks are showing the variety of genres he is into. Tom Odell once said "his lyrics are inspired by his "inability to sustain a relationship with someone for longer than six months." He says, "I find that I write much better songs when I'm being honest, and writing about things that happen to me. It can get a little weird though, when friends or girlfriends work out that a song is about them. But it's amazing what you can get away with it. Artistic license, I think they call it." The track featuring on Lyrics On My Wall is called "Concrete" and it was shot in a studio near his London home over the course of an afternoon, “Concrete” follows three previous videos, “Magnetised,” “Wrong Crowd,” and “Somehow.” “It’s the bare, sad bones,” he adds about the song’s subject. “I guess it’s saying that all these superficialities are unnecessary.” Tom Odell will magnetise you... have a look here, on Lyrics On My Wall.




Tom Odell-Concrete

Got me in my hotel room
More pillows I could ever use
Think they call it luxury
But it doesn't make a difference to me

Cause I'd sleep, on a bed that's made of
Concrete, just the two of us and
No sheet, just your feet
Rubbing up against mine

Starring at the picture on the wall
Yeah it's pretty clever, but it's got no soul
Show me your masterpiece
And it wouldn't make a difference to me

Cause I'd sleep, on a bed that's made of
Concrete, just the two of us and
No sheet, just your feet
Rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine

I sit on theseaeroplanes
But I just wanna walk
Play me these symphonies
But I just wanna talk
So babe won't you come back
Oh I need something real

I'd sleep, on a bed that's made of
Concrete, just the two of us and no sheets
Your feet, rubbing up against my

Well I'd sleep, on a bed that's made of
Concrete, just the two of us and
No sheet, just your feet
Rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine.

1 comment:

  1. This songs is just amazing, makes me wanna dance everytime.

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