London Still
The Waifs Lyrics
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When I call across the country, when I call across the world
I see you in my kitchen, I picture you now
As you toast to your small town and you drink the happy hour
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
I took the tube over to Camden to wander around
I bought some funky records, met that old Motown sound
And I miss you like my left arm that's been lost in a war
Today I dreamed of home and not London anymore
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
You know it's okay, I'm kinda happy here for now
I think I've finally grown up and got myself a lover now
And if I ever come home tonight, I think I will
I hope you're gonna want to hang in my place on Sunday still
Oh yeah I hope you will
Cause I'm in London still
You know we've got it sorted here, we've really got it down
We're fighting on till Sunday in our sleepy Sunday town
I wonder what I'm missing, I think of songs i've never heard
And I'm dreaming of your voices, I'm dreaming of your herb
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
I'm in London still
The Waifs's song London Still tells the story of a person who has left their hometown and is now living in London. Despite being miles away, they are still connected to their roots and think often of those they left behind. The opening lines suggest that the singer is far away when they say: "I wonder if you can pick up my accent on the phone/ When I call across the country, when I call across the world". The following lines paint a picture of the person they are phoning, who is enjoying their happy hour in their small town.
The chorus of the song repeats the title three times: "I'm in London still". This phrase suggests that the singer has been in London for a while, but they are still emotionally attached to their hometown. They are torn between loving their new life in London and missing their old life back home.
The verses provide more insight into the singer's life in London. They reveal that they have taken the tube to Camden to listen to music, and they miss their hometown so much that they dream about it. Despite this, they've started a new relationship and "kinda happy here for now". The song ends on a hopeful note, with the singer expressing their desire for their friend to hang out with them if they do come back home.
Line by Line Meaning
I wonder if you can pick up my accent on the phone
I am curious if you can recognize my accent when we talk on the phone
When I call across the country, when I call across the world
When I reach out to you from far away places
I see you in my kitchen, I picture you now
I imagine you in my home, even though you're far away
As you toast to your small town and you drink the happy hour
I envision you enjoying yourself in your hometown with a drink after work
I'm in London still
I am still in London
I took the tube over to Camden to wander around
I rode the subway to Camden to explore
I bought some funky records, met that old Motown sound
I purchased some unique vinyl records and discovered some classic hits from Motown
And I miss you like my left arm that's been lost in a war
I long for you so much that it feels like I've lost a limb in a battle
Today I dreamed of home and not London anymore
I daydreamed about being back home instead of London
You know it's okay, I'm kinda happy here for now
I'm content where I am right now, it's alright
I think I've finally grown up and got myself a lover now
I feel like I've matured and found a romantic partner
And if I ever come home tonight, I think I will
If I were to return home tonight, which is a possibility
I hope you're gonna want to hang in my place on Sunday still
I hope you'll still want to come over to my house on Sundays
Oh yeah I hope you will
I really hope so
Cause I'm in London still
But for now, I am still in London
You know we've got it sorted here, we've really got it down
Things are going well for us here, we have everything figured out
We're fighting on till Sunday in our sleepy Sunday town
We're continuing to push through until Sunday in our quiet town
I wonder what I'm missing, I think of songs I've never heard
I ponder about what I might be missing out on, like new and unfamiliar music
And I'm dreaming of your voices, I'm dreaming of your herb
I'm daydreaming of hearing your voices and enjoying your favorite herb with you
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Amerie Rogers, Craig Love, James Phillips, Jonathan Smith, LaMarquis Jefferson, Sean Garrett
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@maximutt
"I'll cry tonight"
He felt her hardened hand, and knew that it was hers no more.
Looked beyond those half-dead eyes, faded shadows all he saw.
His mind ablaze with questions, feelings fighting for the right;
To escape a world of pain, unseen forces them to fight.
Picture books of memories, pages pounding in his head.
His stomach hadn't realised that she was even dead.
Now thoughts of how, tomorrows will affect his yesterdays,
Fluid frightened feelings began to form and then to maze.
Looking now upon what remains, of someone he adored.
No way of saying his good-bye's, a pain that feels ignored.
By those that leave the trapped behind, free flying to their fate;
Without our life's thoughts of sadness, grief, pain or even hate.
"I'll cry tonight", he whispered as he walked out of the room.
He hates it when this world of his decides to use the broom.
Sore thoughts of how, tomorrows will affect his yesterdays,
Fluid fighting feelings began to form and then to maze.
DrB
@maximutt
One Golden Thumb
O Rose, that I would be a worm
food to lay down at your feet
to turn the soil of your roots
make strong; to smell so sweet
of nights where I would cover you
to seal the beauty of your flower
I'd worm the world away, Tis true
to right your garden bed and power
a dark secret love that could sustain
through storms of howl, or visions fade
I'd bleed before you; blood for gain
fed underground, your footing's laid
for as a worm I may be blind
yet still I know the rose above
the alpha gardener says, "Go, find,
tend the flower of your love."
DRB --- Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
I might as we'll eat myself ;)
"The Sick Rose"
O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night
In the howling storm,
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy,
And his dark, secret love
Does thy life destroy.
William Blake (1757-1827)
@timothyjayes8883
My 10 week trip down under to visit friends, Bush walk and take in a bit of cricket. This song was constantly on the radio. I bought the CD in Hobart...... Twenty years later I'm still listening. I'm crying as I type this because the band have been such a big part of my life. A gig at a pub in Birmingham was truly an amazing experience. I've tried to spread the word. Thank you from the bottom of my heart ❤️🎵🎶🎸
@greedyrooster3337
Good onya' mate. Absolute cracking song. Pub memories are the best memories. 🤟
@MindyBeee
💗
@neutraleinreale
Eeehhhhh,te besede ....moje življenjske dobe......in 5 življenj v enem...lov joh❤🐶🙋🏻♀️🍀
@silentdogfart4892
I’d been playing this constantly before seeing them at Blues n Roots festival in Freo. Amazing performance. Amazing day. Amazing band.
Hello from Bridgetown
@tashuntka
One of my lifelong favourite songs...
2 girls playing in a pub introduced me to it 16 years ago....💛
@greedyrooster3337
How has this got only 29k views? Makes me love all Aussies, Kiwis and Brits. 🥰
@johnnyocvinylrecords1079
Heard this on a kayaking/ snorkeling trip down to the islands south of Perth. Beautiful memories
@DJWOODENSPOON
Damn this shit go hard! Beautifully written and produced so dreamy yet with a slight melancholic feel to it.
@matt.2708
Honestly searched this song expecting millions on millions of views, didn’t realise it was such a hidden gem