Kristine Flaherty grew up outside of Chicago, devouring her father's classic rock records and staying up late dancing to Parliament-Funkadelic in the living room. It was this same musical open-mindedness that would later spark her artistic development. She found her musical voice in college, fusing the eclectic power of the Bay Area hip hop scene with her own unique presence, inspired by strong, independent female artists ranging from Missy Elliott and Lauryn Hill to Fiona Apple and Liz Phair.
On stage, K.Flay is a one-woman whirlwind: whether she’s creating beats, singing, rapping or playing guitar, her wit and acerbic charm shine through. Her talents have led her to share the stage with artists including Snoop Dogg, Ludacris, and 3OH!3, where she quickly won over audiences who hadn’t seen anything quite like her before. Further setting her apart from the pack, she serves as her own producer in the studio, methodically infusing her hip hop swagger with a dose of sonic exploration.
With one mixtape (the genre-hopping MASHed Potatoes) already available online, K.Flay is spending the rest of 2010 recording in San Francisco and touring with Passion Pit in October and 3oh!3 in November.
Slow March
k.flay Lyrics
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I felt like I got swallowed by the trees
January, I was filled with hope
But nothing changed at all, especially me, oh
Lately I've been afraid of myself
Tried some pills but they didn't help
Who can tell anymore how you're supposed to be you
If you paint it that way
I'm needing a statement to make so I wrote out my life as a list
Thinking "is this shit all there is?"
In February I was out of luck
Cupid couldn't find my home address
August brought a tender kind of touch
But lust, it soon enough turned to regret
Stupid, I've been abusing my mind
Number than ever, I'm losing the time
And all that I want is to do what's impossible
Heard you got rushed to the hospital
I called but the static was so loud
Now I'm tracing the streets of our hometown
You never know what you'll miss
Till the moment that you're leaving it
It's been a slow, slow march
Waiting for a reason to move
It's been a slow, slow start
But I'm hoping that I'll make it to June
It's been a slow, slow march
Waiting for the flowers to bloom
It's been a slow, slow start
But I know I could be somebody new, s-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s, s-s-s
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s, s-s-s
The lyrics of K.Flay's Slow March provide a deep insight into the emotional struggles of the singer/ songwriter. The focus of the song shifts from month to month as the singer describes how she feels and what happened during those times. In the first verse, she speaks about December, which was a cold month in every sense of the word. She had a feeling of being swallowed by the trees, indicating a sense of being suffocated and trapped. In January, she was filled with hope, but nothing changed, especially herself. This means that although she had a lot of hopes, her situation did not change, and she remained stuck in the same place.
The second verse highlights the singer's fear of herself and her attempts to find solace in pills, but they didn't help. She questions what it means to be oneself and how one can even tell. She feels that anything can be true or gold if it is painted that way. She then talks about needing a statement to make and writing out her life as a list to determine if it is all there is. In February, she was out of luck, and in August, she had a tender kind of touch, but it soon turned to regret. She was numbing and losing time, and all she wanted was to do what was impossible.
The chorus of the song reiterates how slow the singer's march has been towards a purpose. She is waiting for a reason to move, hoping to make it to June, and she's waiting for the flowers to bloom. The song sounds like someone is taking stock of their life and measuring it in small steps, trying to move forward. The ending of the song hints that she is ready to be somebody new.
Line by Line Meaning
In December I was cold
During the month of December, I felt physically and emotionally cold and uninvolved.
I felt like I got swallowed by the trees
I felt completely immersed in my surroundings and isolated, like I had been absorbed by nature.
January, I was filled with hope
During the month of January, I was optimistic and full of anticipation for positive changes to come.
But nothing changed at all, especially me, oh
Despite my hopefulness, nothing seemed to improve; in fact, I felt stagnated and unchanged, particularly in terms of my personal growth.
Lately I've been afraid of myself
Recently, I've been fearful of my own thoughts, emotions, and behaviors.
Tried some pills but they didn't help
I attempted to alleviate my struggles with medication, but it did not provide any relief.
Who can tell anymore how you're supposed to be you
I'm unsure of who I am supposed to be or how I should act in order to feel like my true self.
Really anything's true, really anything's gold
Everything is subjective and open to interpretation; there are no objective truths or values.
If you paint it that way
If you perceive or interpret something in a particular manner, it can appear a certain way to you regardless of reality.
I'm needing a statement to make so I wrote out my life as a list
I feel the need to express myself and create some sort of tangible record of my existence, so I decided to write my experiences down in a list.
Thinking "is this shit all there is?"
I'm questioning whether the current state of my life is all that there is to it, and whether there's something more fulfilling or meaningful available to me.
In February I was out of luck
During February, I was feeling unlucky and unfortunate.
Cupid couldn't find my home address
I wasn't able to find or connect with love during this time, despite seeking it out or hoping for it.
August brought a tender kind of touch
During the month of August, I experienced a gentle and affectionate touch or interaction.
But lust, it soon enough turned to regret
However, my physical attraction or desire for this person or experience eventually led to feelings of remorse or disappointment.
Stupid, I've been abusing my mind
I recognize that I have been mistreating or overusing my own mental capacity, potentially leading to negative outcomes.
Number than ever, I'm losing the time
I feel more detached or desensitized than ever before, and I'm struggling to fully utilize my time or energy in meaningful ways.
And all that I want is to do what's impossible
I deeply desire to accomplish or achieve something that seems unattainable or unrealistic.
Heard you got rushed to the hospital
I learned that someone I know was quickly taken to the hospital due to a medical emergency.
I called but the static was so loud
I tried to reach out or connect with them, but there were too many obstacles or distractions preventing us from fully communicating.
Now I'm tracing the streets of our hometown
I am exploring or investigating familiar places from my past in an effort to better understand myself or my history.
You never know what you'll miss
It's difficult to accurately predict or anticipate what we will later regret or long for.
Till the moment that you're leaving it
We often don't appreciate or fully comprehend the value of something until we no longer have access to it or have to leave it behind.
It's been a slow, slow march
I feel like progress or growth has been slow and incremental, rather than rapid or significant.
Waiting for a reason to move
I'm hoping for some sort of motivation or purpose that will inspire me to make changes or pursue new directions.
Waiting for the flowers to bloom
I'm patiently waiting for a sign of new life or growth, both literally and metaphorically.
But I'm hoping that I'll make it to June
Despite feeling somewhat lost or uncertain, I'm still optimistic and holding onto hope for the future.
But I know I could be somebody new, s-s-s-somebody new
I recognize that I have the potential to become a different or better version of myself, and I'm striving to make that transformation happen.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Hipgnosis Songs Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DANIEL JOHN KYRIAKIDES, JUSTIN THOMAS DALY, KRISTINE FLAHERTY, TOM PEYTON
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Otaar L
"In December I was cold
I felt like I got swallowed by the trees
January, I was filled with hope
But nothing changed at all, especially me, oh
Lately I’ve been afraid of myself
Tried some pills but they didn’t help
Who can tell anymore how you’re supposed to be you
Really anything’s true, really anything’s gold
If you paint it that way
I’m needing a statement to make so I wrote out my life as a list
Thinking "is this shit all there is?"
In February I was out of luck
Cupid couldn’t find my home address
August brought a tender kind of touch
But lust, it soon enough turned to regret
Stupid, I’ve been abusing my mind
Number than ever, I’m losing the time
And all that I want is to do what’s impossible
Heard you got rushed to the hospital
I called but the static was so loud
Now I’m tracing the streets of our hometown
You never know what you’ll miss
Till the moment that you’re leaving it
It’s been a slow, slow march
Waiting for a reason to move
It’s been a slow, slow start
But I’m hoping that I’ll make it to June
It’s been a slow, slow march
Waiting for the flowers to bloom
It’s been a slow, slow start
But I know I could be somebody new, s-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s, s-s-s
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s, s-s-s"
noahsbass
Lyrics: "In December I was cold
I felt like I got swallowed by the trees
January, I was filled with hope
But nothing changed at all, especially me, oh
Lately I’ve been afraid of myself
Tried some pills but they didn’t help
Who can tell anymore how you’re supposed to be you
Really anything’s true, really anything’s gold
If you paint it that way
I’m needing a statement to make so I wrote out my life as a list
Thinking "is this shit all there is?"
In February I was out of luck
Cupid couldn’t find my home address
August brought a tender kind of touch
But lust, it soon enough turned to regret
Stupid, I’ve been abusing my mind
Number than ever, I’m losing the time
And all that I want is to do what’s impossible
Heard you got rushed to the hospital
I called but the static was so loud
Now I’m tracing the streets of our hometown
You never know what you’ll miss
Till the moment that you’re leaving it
It’s been a slow, slow march
Waiting for a reason to move
It’s been a slow, slow start
But I’m hoping that I’ll make it to June
It’s been a slow, slow march
Waiting for the flowers to bloom
It’s been a slow, slow start
But I know I could be somebody new, s-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s, s-s-s
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s, s-s-s
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Lyrics:
In December I was cold
I felt like I got swallowed by the trees
January, I was filled with hope
But nothing changed at all, especially me, oh
Lately I’ve been afraid of myself
Tried some pills but they didn’t help
Who can tell anymore how you’re supposed to be you
Really anything’s true, really anything’s gold
If you paint it that way
I’m needing a statement to make so I wrote out my life as a list
Thinking "is this shit all there is?"
In February I was out of luck
Cupid couldn’t find my home address
August brought a tender kind of touch
But lust, it soon enough turned to regret
Stupid, I’ve been abusing my mind
Number than ever, I’m losing the time
And all that I want is to do what’s impossible
Heard you got rushed to the hospital
I called but the static was so loud
Now I’m tracing the streets of our hometown
You never know what you’ll miss
Till the moment that you’re leaving it
It’s been a slow, slow march
Waiting for a reason to move
It’s been a slow, slow start
But I’m hoping that I’ll make it to June
It’s been a slow, slow march
Waiting for the flowers to bloom
It’s been a slow, slow start
But I know I could be somebody new, s-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s, s-s-s
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s-somebody new
S-s-s, s-s-s
A. Hart
This woman is my spirit animal. She's every feeling that I've ever had from start to now. My adulthood is validated at last. We're all together in this mess. :')
Cyber Cerulean
this song brings back so many memories it’s bitter nostalgic yet soothing
Lucy Lester
I'M CRYING, THIS IS ACTUALLY MY FAVOURITE SONG ON THE ALBUM, QUEEN!
la papa
I adore this song on a whole new level.
Little Snap girl
This song means so much more now. March 2020 is the SLOWEST March ever. 😭😭😭
odd socks
Bruh we still here a year later 😭
Austen M
Try march 2021
odd socks
@Austen M I swear to gods if we’re back here at 2022
LilAlbatross
@odd socks hey 👋
Ali Nassery
😏😏🤭🤭