Elya Rose
Songtext
Verse:
I missed a light switch in my childhood home
She’s the “je’n parle pas… plus”, not anymore
She’s the drawers overflown with poems
And the bird I buried by the back door
Prechorus:
A little crack
I don’t know when I’ll be back
A little crack
I don’t know when I’ll be back
Chorus:
And we all leave ’cause nothing happens
But nothing happens ’cause we left
And what is left here? Fading satin,
Some old shoes, my Sundays best
What is left here, what is left?
Some lives I laid to rest
Verse:
I still don’t hold the wheel when I’m riding a bike
She’s the one way to get to the school strike
She’s wounds on my knees, that was something they liked
They miss mountains on my weekly hill hike
Prechorus:
A little crack
I don’t know when I’ll be back
A little crack
I don’t know when I’ll be back
Chorus:
And we all leave cause nothing happens
But nothing happens cause we left
And what is left here? Fading satin,
Some old shoes, my Sundays best
What is left here, what is left?
Some lives I laid to rest
Bridge:
A flower burns between my lips, a little treat from the boutique
At two-three-two the morning dew
Let’s meet up right above the rips, a little
dipping in the creek
At two-six-two, the morning view
Chorus:
And we all leave cause nothing happens
But nothing happens cause we left
And what is left here? Fading satin,
Some old shoes, my Sundays best
What is left here, what is left?
Some lives I laid to rest
How do you plan to use the profit?
I’d like to fund the recording of some of my new songs, and I want to be able to pay the musicians well.
I’d also love to organize small concerts/artistic events, especially in nature (like sunrise concerts in the mountains) and in locations that I care about (libraries, communal gardens, independent cafés,…).
Description
Elya Rose is a singer-songwriter and guitarist from Bolzano, now based in Trieste. Blending folk and contemporary songwriting, she creates intimate, reflective songs built with voice, guitar, and loop pedal. Writing mostly in English, Elya draws inspiration from personal stories and everyday emotions.