After first appearing in 2013 on Rejjie Snowโs โRejovichโ EP on track โ1992โ, Loyleโs name started to make the rounds, not least to mention the track being picked up by Majestic Casual and has racked up over 700k views to date. Following the release of the โA Little Lateโ EP, Loyle has gone on to work with the likes of Kate Tempest, Maverick Sabre, Tom Misch and multiple others, all in preparation for releases in 2015.
With two successful UK tours now under his belt with Joey Bada$$ and Atmosphere, Loyle is set to make some serious moves on the UK circuit and abroad, with strong support coming from all over Europe, the US and Australia. Support in the UK has come from all areas, being championed on Radio 1Xtra by DJ Semtex and Phil Taggart, Huw Stephens and Lauren Laverne at Radio 1. His latest single with Kate Tempest was added to 6Musicโs B-list and then bumped up to the A-List immediately after a week and has not stopped being played.
Carner released his third studio album, 'hugo', in October, 2022.
In 'hugo', thereโs a central question that Loyle Carner keeps coming back to: โIโm young, Black, successful and have a platform - but where do I go next?โ The answer is explored in this epic scream of a third album. With urgent delivery and gloriously widescreen production, Carner confronts both the deeply personal (โYou canโt hate the roots of a tree, and not hate the tree. So how can I hate my father without hating me?) and the highly political (โI told the black man he didnโt understand I reached the white man he wouldnโt take my handโ).
Florence
Loyle Carner Lyrics
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Sleeping on the sofa 'till she tackles and I tickle her, the whisperer
I could be your listener, telling me your stories
But I'm showing her a signature, the scribbler
Saying that she's finished but I tell her eat her spinach
And she'll see the sky's the limit, trust
'Cause when we're with it I can feel there ain't no limit
Just be free, me and my sister, I can see the skies are limitless
I yawn and say good morning, keep her sweet, squeeze her deep
'Til she giggles, starts to wriggle in the sheet
Then she disappears and sweeps me off my feet
I need to eat, uh, I'm reminded of the handshakes
Remember that I promised her some pancakes
So I stagger to the stove and start to stand braze
See I make 'em like my nan makes
I see you perching on the corner of the weeping window pane
You're growing up fast just like the flora
The world is yours, come shine or rain
Uh, uh, I could be your freckled-face figure, her but bigger
Shelter her from school when all the snitches start to snicker
I'll be sticking with her, hold her close and deeper within her
She would better me reading the recipe while cooking dinner
My little sinner wander walking in the park
Put her to bed and end up talking 'til it's dark
She spins a web and I get caught up in the laugh
I should go but though I know I shouldn't ask
See, my sister's like, "nah, there's one more task"
I ain't bored of one, laying with her 'til the morning come
More begun, I'm a warm her like the morning sun
Good morning, Ben, again, we talk until the morning's done
And I'm reminded of the handshakes
Remember that I promised her some pancakes
So I stagger to the stove and start to stand braze
See I make 'em like my nan makes
I see you perching on the corner of the weeping window pane
You're growing up fast just like the flora
The world is yours, come shine or rain
Wash it beside me, just know I'm only one pancake away
You'll know where to find me
Any time, any place
The lyrics to Loyle Carner's song "Florence" depict a loving relationship between two siblings. The song talks about a brother who cares deeply for his sister and is always there to listen to her stories. He describes her as his "little freckled-face fidgeter" and herself as a miniature version of him. She sleeps on the sofa until he tackles her and tickles her. He comforts her when she's scared or upset and encourages her to eat her spinach and aim for the sky. The chorus is a reminder to his sister that the world is hers to conquer, and he will always be there by her side.
As the verses continue, the brother talks about his sister growing up fast and how he wants to shelter her from the outside world. He holds her close and helps her cook dinner while she reads the recipe. The two siblings enjoy walking in the park, laughing, and talking until it's dark. The brother admires his sister's ability to spin a web of laughter and always wants to spend one more moment with her. Throughout the song, there is a sense of comfort, love, and protectiveness that the brother feels towards his sister, making it a heartwarming and relatable song to many.
Line by Line Meaning
She could be my little freckled-face fidgeter, me but miniature
I envision her as a younger version of myself, a cute and restless little girl with freckles
Sleeping on the sofa 'till she tackles and I tickle her, the whisperer
We have a playful relationship where we enjoy tickling and whispering to each other while cuddling on the sofa
I could be your listener, telling me your stories
I'm always here to listen to her stories and experiences, giving her a safe space to share with me
But I'm showing her a signature, the scribbler
I'm also teaching her about my passion for writing, showing her how to sign her name and encouraging her to scribble and express herself
Saying that she's finished but I tell her eat her spinach
When she thinks she's done with something, I encourage her to keep going and push herself to be her best, just like Popeye with his spinach
And she'll see the sky's the limit, trust
If she follows her dreams and works hard, she can achieve anything she wants in life
'Cause when we're with it I can feel there ain't no limit
When we're together, I feel like we can conquer anything and there are no limits to what we can achieve
Just be free, me and my sister, I can see the skies are limitless
We should both feel free to be ourselves and not be restricted by anything or anyone, and together we can achieve anything we set our minds to
I feel her brush her hand across my cheek 'til I speak
She shows affection for me by gently touching my face, and I respond by speaking to her
I yawn and say good morning, keep her sweet, squeeze her deep
I wake up and greet her in the morning with a hug and a sweet gesture, showing her how much I care
'Til she giggles, starts to wriggle in the sheet
My affectionate gestures make her laugh and feel happy, and she wiggles around in bed in excitement
Then she disappears and sweeps me off my feet
She suddenly disappears and surprises me in a playful way, making me feel happy and loved
I need to eat, uh, I'm reminded of the handshakes
I realize that I'm hungry and need to eat something, and I remember the promises I made to her to cook her pancakes
Remember that I promised her some pancakes
I recall that I promised her pancakes, and I want to keep that promise
So I stagger to the stove and start to stand braze
I stumble to the kitchen and bravely start cooking the pancakes
See I make 'em like my nan makes
I make the pancakes using my nan's recipe and technique, hoping to make them just as delicious
I see you perching on the corner of the weeping window pane
I see her looking out the window, sitting on the edge and staring off into the distance
You're growing up fast just like the flora
You're maturing quickly and changing, like the plants and flowers around us
The world is yours, come shine or rain
No matter what happens, you have the ability to take control of your life and make the most of it
Wash it beside me, just know I'm only one pancake away
You can face whatever challenges come your way, and I'll always be there to support you, even if it's just making you pancakes
You'll know where to find me
You can always come to me for love and support, no matter what
Any time, any place
I'm always here for you, no matter when or where you need me
Lyrics ยฉ Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Benjamin Gerard Coyle-Larner, Kwesi Sey
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@hanaoliviamay1410
She could be my little freckled-face fidgeter, me but miniature
Sleeping on the sofa 'till she tackles and I tickle her, the whisperer
I could be your listener, telling me your stories
But I'm showing her a signature, the scribbler
Saying that she's finished but I tell her eat her spinach
And she'll see the sky's the limit, trust
'Cause when we're with it I can feel there ain't no limit
Just be free, me and my sister, I can see the skies are limitless
I feel her brush her hand across my cheek 'til I speak
I yawn and say good morning, keep her sweet, squeeze her deep
'Til she giggles, starts to wriggle in the sheet
Then she disappears and sweeps me off my feet
I need to eat, uh, I'm reminded of the handshakes
Remember that I promised her some pancakes
So I stagger to the stove and start to stand braze
See I make 'em like my nan makes
I see you perching on the corner of the weeping window pane
You're growing up fast just like the flora
The world is yours, come shine or rain
Uh, uh, I could be your freckled-face figure, her but bigger
Shelter her from school when all the snitches start to snicker
I'll be sticking with her, hold her close and deeper within her
She would better me reading the recipe while cooking dinner
My little sinner wander walking in the park
Put her to bed and end up talking 'til it's dark
She spins a web and I get caught up in the laugh
I should go but though I know I shouldn't ask
See, my sisters like na there's one more task
I ain't bored of one, laying with her 'til the morning come
More begun, I'm a warm her like the morning sun
Good morning, Ben, again, we talk until the morning's done
And I'm reminded of the handshakes
Remember that I promised her some pancakes
So I stagger to the stove and start to stand braze
See I make 'em like my nan makes
I see you perching on the corner of the weeping window pane
You're growing up fast just like the flora
The world is yours, come shine or rain
Wash it beside me, just know I'm only one pancake away
You'll know where to find me
Any time, any place
@gdaydk
Yo Loyle, you want some pancake with that whipped cream?
@George-uf3ms
Carner still hasnโt been recognised for how good he is, heโs so much better than so many other rappers and yet, he doesnโt get enough recognition
@indonesianbassbooster5167
Another good British rapper equivalent to Coyle is Benaddict. He's hella cool too
@frogmanthelibertarian1482
Indeed
@Bearstealer
totally AGREE. All american rappers rap about isex, money and drugs. just like pop song. Snoop and others are just like mehhh, nowadays.
@mat1ss347
@@Bearstealer snoop is OG though
@archivesjournal
facts!!!!!!!!
@clarissaflorenz
words can't describe how much I love this
@noahwolfgang799
me too!!!
@tyrandolpg1840
your beautiful