Lorde - Solar Power Lyrics
The Path
Born in the year of OxyContin
Raised in the tall grass
Teen millionaire having nightmares from the camera flash
Now I'm alone on a windswept island
Caught in the complex divorce of the seasons
Won't take the call if it's the label or the radio
Ah
Ah-ah-ah
Arm in a cast at the museum gala
Fork in my purse to take home to my mother
Supermodels all dancing 'round a pharaoh's tomb
Now if you're looking for a savior, well that's not me
You need someone to take your pain for you?
Well, that's not me
'Cause we are all broken and sad
Where are the dreams that we had?
Can't find the dreams that we had
Ah, ah, ah
Let's hope the sun will show us the p-path
Let's hope the sun will show us the p-path
I just hope the sun will show us the path
Savior is not me
I just hope the sun will show us the path
Savior is not me
I just hope the sun will show us the p-
Path, path
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Solar Power
I hate the winter, can't stand the cold
I tend to cancel all the plans (so sorry, I can't make it)
But when the heat comes, something takes a hold
Can I kick it? Yeah, I can
My cheeks in high color, overripe peaches
No shirt, no shoes, only my features
My boy behind me, he's taking pictures
Lead the boys and girls onto the beaches
Come one, come all, I'll tell you my secrets
I'm kinda like a prettier Jesus
Forget all of the tears that you've cried
It's over (over, over, over)
It's a new state of mind
Are you coming, my baby?
Acid green, aquamarine
The girls are dancing in the sand
And I throw my cellular device in the water
Can you reach me? No, you can't (aha)
My cheeks in high color, overripe peaches
No shirt, no shoes, only my features
My boy behind me, he's taking pictures (he's taking pictures)
Lead the boys and girls onto the beaches
Come one, come all, I'll tell you my secrets
I'm kinda like a prettier Jesus
Turn it on in a new kind of bright
It's solar (solar, solar, solar)
Come on and let the bliss begin
Blink three times when you feel it kicking in
That solar-olar-olar power
Solar-olar-olar power
Solar-olar-olar power
Solar-olar-olar power
Solar-olar-olar power (oh)
Solar-olar-olar power
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor, Jack Antonoff
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
California
Once upon a time in Hollywood when Carole called my name
I stood up, the room exploded
And I knew that's it, I'll never be the same
That's when the door swung open
And a voice said, "We're glad you came"
Now I've spent thousands on you darling
All the hotels and the jets
And I'd pay it all again
To have your golden body back in my bed
But I don't miss the poison arrows
Aimed directly at my head
Goodbye to all the bottles, all the models
Bye to the clouds in the skies that all hold no rain-
(Don't want that California love)
(Don't want that California love)
(Don't want that California love)
Once upon a time the Canyon Store was where my world began
All that mystery and beauty
Gleaned from desert flowers and gifted children
But it got hard to grow up with your cool hand around my neck
Now in my hotel, we're sunbathing
My girlfriends, and my baby
But every time I smell tequila
The garden grows up in my mind again
Goodbye to all the bottles, all the models
Bye to the kids in the lines for the new Supreme-
(Don't want that California love)
(Don't want that California love)
(Don't want that California love)
(Don't want that California love)
(Don't want that California love)
(Don't want that California love)
It's just a dream
It's just a dream
It's all just a dream
I wanna wake up, I wanna wake up
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Stoned At The Nail Salon
Got a wishbone dryin' on the windowsill in my kitchen
Just in case I wake up and realize I've chosen wrong
I love this life that I have, the vine hangin' over the door
And the dog who comes when I call, but I wonder sometimes what I'm missin'
Well, my hot blood's been burnin' for so many summers now
It's time to cool it down, wherever that leads
'Cause all the beautiful girls, they will fade like the roses
And all the times they will change, it'll all come around
I don't know
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again
Got a memory of waitin' in your bed wearin' only my earrings
We'd go dancin' all over the landmines under our town
But the sun has to rise, when it does, we'll divide up the papers
Two former hell-raisers, I'm still crazy for you, babe
Well, my hot blood's been burnin' for so many summers now
It's time to cool it down, wherever that leads
'Cause all the music you loved at sixteen, you'll grow out of
And all the times they will change, it'll all come around
I don't know
Maybe I'm just
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again
Oh, make it good
Oh, make it good
I'd ride and I'd ride on the carousel
'Round and 'round forever if I could
But it's time to cool it down
Whatever that means
Spend all the evenings you can with the people who raised you
'Cause all the times they will change, it'll all come around
I don't know
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon
Maybe I'm just stoned at the nail salon again
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich O'Connor, Jack Antonoff
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Fallen Fruit
To the ones who came before us
All the golden ones who were lifted on a wing
We had no idea the dreams we had were far too big
Far too big
And we will walk together
Psychedelic garlands in our hair
Through the halls of splendor where the apple trees all grew
You'll leave us dancing on the fallen fruit
The fallen fruit
The fallen fruit
The fallen fruit
From the Nissan, to the Phantom, to the plane
We'll disappear in the cover of the rain
Took the great minds and the vapers
And a pocketful of seed
It's time for us to leave
And we will walk together
Psychedelic garlands in our hair
But how can I love what I know I am gonna lose?
Don't make me choose
(The fallen fruit)
(The fallen fruit)
(The fallen fruit)
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor, Jack Antonoff
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Secrets from a Girl (Whos Seen It All)
Dancing with my girls, only having two drinks then leaving
It's a funny thing, thought you'd never gain self control
Guess it's been a while since you last said sorry
Crying in the dark at your best friends' parties
You've had enough, gotta turn the lights up, go home
Couldn't wait to turn fifteen
Then you blink and it's been ten years
Growing up a little at a time then all at once
Everybody wants the best for you
But you gotta want it for yourself
My love
You can take 'em if you want 'em, these are just
Secrets from a girl, who's seen it all
Secrets from a girl, who's seen it
Secrets from a girl
Secrets from a girl, who's seen it all
Secrets from a girl (secrets from a girl)
Secrets from a girl, who's seen it all
'Member all the hurt you would feel when you weren't desired?
(Doing anything for more touch)
'Member what you thought was grief before you got the call?
Baby girl, no one's gonna feel the pain for you
You're gonna love again, so just try staying open
And when the time comes, you'll fall
Yeah, when the time comes, you'll fall
Your dreams and inner visions, all your mystical ambitions
They won't let you down
Do your best to trust all the rays of light
Everybody wants the best for you
But you gotta want it for yourself
My love
Couldn't wait to turn fifteen, then you just go
(Whoosh)
Secrets from a girl, who's seen it all
Secrets from a girl, who's seen it all
Secrets from a girl
Secrets from a girl, who's seen it all
Secrets from a girl (secrets from a girl)
Secrets from a girl, who's seen it all
Welcome to sadness
The temperature is unbearable until you face it
Thank you for flying with Strange Airlines
I will be your tour guide today
Your emotional baggage can be picked up at carousel number 2
Please be careful so that it doesn't fall onto someone you love
When we've reached your final destination
I will leave you to it
You'll be fine
I'm just gonna show you in
And you can stay as long as you need
To get familiar with the feeling
And then when you're ready, I'll be outside
And we can go look at the sunrise
By euphoria mixed with existential vertigo?
Cool
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich O'Connor, Jack Michael Antonoff, Robin Miriam Carlsson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Man with the Axe
If I had to break it down
I'd say it's the way you love to dance
Moving the furniture when my back is turned
A flick of the lights and the world falls away
And your office job, and your silver hair
But our shapes in the dark are the reason I've stayed for all these years
I thought I was a genius
But now I'm twenty two
And it's starting to feel like all I know how to do is
Put on a suit and take it away
With my fistful of tunes that it's painful to play
Fingernail worlds, like favorite seashells
They fill up my nights and then they float away
I've got hundreds of gowns, I've got paintings in frames
And a throat that fills with panic every festival day
Dutifully falling apart for the princess of Norway
But you with your doll's lashes, your infinite T-shirts
I should've known when your favorite record
Was the same as my father's, you'd take me down
I guess I'll always be this way
Swallowed up by the words and halfway to space
But there by the fire, you offered your hand
And as I took it, I loved you, the boy with the plan
You felled me clean as a pine
The man with the axe
And the light in his eyes
We've been through so many hard times
I'm writing a love song
For you, baby
Writer: Ella Yelich O'Connor, James Ho, Jack Antonoff
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dominoes
I heard that you were doing yoga
With Uma Thurman's mother
Just outside of Woodstock
Now you're watering all the flowers
You planted with your new girlfriend
Outside on the rooftop
Just another phase you're rushing on through
Go all New Age, outrunning your blues
Fifty gleaming chances in a row
And I watch you flick them down like dominoes
Must feel good being Mr. Start Again
I know
Know a girl who knows a
Another girl who knows the woman that you hurt
It's strange to see you smoking marijuana
You used to do the most cocaine
Of anyone I'd ever met
Just another phase you're shooting on through
The whole world changes right around you
You get fifty gleaming chances in a row
And I watch you flick them down like dominoes
Must feel good being Mr. Start Again
Yeah, it must feel good being Mr. Start Again
Don't get up
Yeah, it must feel good being Mr. Start Again
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor, Jack Antonoff
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Big Star
Everyone knows that you're too good for me, don't they?
I'm a cheater, I lie and I'm shy
But you like to say hello to total strangers
Shivering pines and walls of color
I can't believe I used to stay inside
But every perfect summer's got to say goodnight
Now I watch you run through the amber light
I used to love the party, now I'm not alright
Drinking in the dark, take me home tonight
Baby, you're a big star
You're a big star
Want to take your picture
I toss up if it's worth it now, every time I get on a plane
I've got so much to tell you and not enough time to do it in
But every perfect summer's gotta take its flight
I'll still watch you run through the winter light
I used to love the party now I'm not alright
Hope the honeybees make it home tonight
Baby, you're a big star
You're a big star
Want to take your picture
'Til I die
'Til I die
'Til I die
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor, Jack Antonoff
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Leader of a New Regime
Wearing SPF 3000 for the ultraviolet rays
Made it to the island on the last of the outbound planes
Got a trunkful of Simone and Céline and of course my magazines
I'm gonna live out my days
Won't somebody, anybody
Be the leader of a new regime?
Free the keepers of the burnt out scene
Another day
Lust and paranoia reign supreme
We need the leader of a new regime
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor, James Ho
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Mood Ring
I'm tryna blow bubbles, but inside
Can't seem to fix my mood
Today it's as dark as my roots
If I, if I ever let them grow out (ah-ah)
Now all of my oceans have riptides
Can't seem to find what's wrong
The whole world is letting me down
Don't you think the early 2000s seem so far away? (Ay-ay-ay-ay)
Ladies, begin your sun salutations
Transcendental in your meditations (love and light)
You can burn sage, and I'll cleanse the crystals
We can get high, but only if the wind blows (blows just right)
I can't feel a thing
I keep looking at my mood ring
Tell me how I'm feeling
Floating away, floating away
I'm tryna get well from the inside
Plants and celebrity news, all the vitamins I consume
Let's fly somewhere eastern, they'll have what I need (they'll have what I need)
Let's go
Ladies, begin your sun salutations
Pluto in Scorpio generation (love and light)
You can burn sage, and I'll cleanse the crystals
We can get high, but only if the wind blows (blows just right, ri-ri-ri-right)
I can't feel a thing
I keep looking at my mood ring
Tell me how I'm feeling
Floating away, floating away
All the sad girls sing
We'll keep dancing 'til the mood rings
Tell us how we're feeling
We're floating away, floating away
Take me to some kinda
Take me to some kinda
Take me to some kinda place (anywhere)
Watch the sun set, look back on my life (take me to some kinda)
I just wanna know, will it be alright? (Take me to some kinda)
Take me to some kinda place (anywhere)
Writer: Ella Yelich O'Connor, Jack Antonoff
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Oceanic Feeling
It's a blue day
We could jump Bulli
When I hit that water
When it holds me
I think about my father
Doing the same thing
When he was a boy
When he was a boy
It's a blue day
We could go fishing
You'll catch the big one
Sliding the knife under the skin
Grateful for this offering
And all the living things
Under the sun
Under the sun
Little brother
I think you're an angel
See your silver chain levitate
When you're kick-flipping
Baby boy, you're super cool
I know you're scared
So was I
But all will be revealed in time (time, time)
Oh look, the rays are in the bay now
Can you hear the waves and the cicadas all around?
I can make anything real
Brain so hot, it's a summer body
Every day is blue and never cloudy
Don't look down
I can make anything real
In the future
If I have a daughter
Will she have my waist or my widow's peak?
My dreamer's disposition or my wicked streak?
Will she split a tab with her lover, laugh at the stars
Like her mother when she was a girl?
When she was a girl
Now the cherry-black lipstick's gathering dust in a drawer
I don't need her anymore
'Cause I got this power
Just had to breathe out and tune in
Just had to breathe out and tune in
I just had to breathe, and tune in
I just had to breathe, and tune in
Just had to breathe
Oh, was enlightenment found? No, but I'm trying
Taking it one year at a time
Oh-oh, can you hear the sound? It's shimmering higher
On the beach I'm building a pyre
(Use the wood brought in by the tide)
I know you'll show me how, I'll know when it's time
To take off my robes and step into the choir
Writer: Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O'Connor
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.