Wait Up For You / Wasted Light 7"

by The Belle Game

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Physical copies will be made available 01/21/2013 via Bella Union (EUR) // Boompa (CAN)

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released 11 December 2012
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Produced by John Raham and The Belle Game.
Mixed by John Raham.
Mastered by Greg Calbi of Sterling Sound.
Additional recording done at Treatment Room Studios with Graham Lessard.

Album art by Rachel Pick. (www.rachelpickphotographyblog.com)

www.thebellegame.com
www.bellaunion.com
www.boompa.ca

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tags: alternative bella union boompa dark dark-pop ethereal noise-pop Vancouver

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The Belle Game take intricate guitar and keyboard lines, anchored by dark pop rhythms, and weave them into gorgeous, graceful melodies. . . the end result still retaining the rawness of a boozy confessional.

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Track Name: Wait Up For You
Standing on glass sheets, it hit like a cold one,
Feeling our way out, we left all the old ones,
Followed by treason we left there believing we're fine...

Undid our bracelets, gleaming and faceless,
Wasted you're beaming, you'd give every reason,
Slurring your words you would leave me outside...

Oh, I, would, wait up for you,
Oh, I, would, wait up for you,

Tore at the ceiling, when I would stop breathing,
Trained well and seasoned, your hand left my mouth shut,
Undid my learning by speaking too loud tell me how...
When I grow older I'll know not to speak out,

Oh I would wait up for you
Oh I would wait up for you

You and I left this home for a reason,
You and I left this home for a reason,
You and I left this home for a reason,
You and I, you and I, you and I...
Track Name: Wasted Light
Raise up our voice, not far from here
Strip away the noise until your skin is bare
I give it up for you

Name around my neck, since I was young
Growing old, thinning out your blood
We’re all to blame for this one

Hold on, Hold on

Make up the bed, you’ve been getting tired
Shaking my head, something to admire
I’ve seen it done before

Oh wasted time
Oh wasted time

Dragging my heels, in a blurry rust
See naked feet kicking kilowatts
I do it all for you

All of my life, I’ve been wasting light
I’ve been alone, stealing in the night
We’re all to blame for this one

Oh wasted time
Oh wasted time

I get what you give and you get what I give and I get what you give
I get what you give and you get what I give and I get what you give
I get what you give and you get what I gave and you get what I give