Ben Howard - Richmond Avenue

The new album "Is It?" out now: https://benhoward.lnk.to/IsItID Neither existing, the past and the future. we are caught between two poles. We dream of what is to come to make peace with an inaccessible past We wade through memory asking the future to provide it all again. We are filled with sadness because we are neither here nor there Meanwhile the planet melts. A great dystopian future confronts us. The shimmering mirage of childhood is buried by the news that things will only get worse. Our children will see the end of civilisation. The great spectacle of our demise is there, fatalistic (fantastic) tantalising , in front of us Of course We look back because we cannot bear to look forward Of course, the greatest spectacle is the very end. All together, smiling. Some are laughing Some are crying We are all eating ice cream Because what else ? What else is there to do when you have all the money in the world but the world is melting. We are enjoying ourselves, between the two poles— The unreachable past, the unavoidable future. And the technology will be old soon. And we will be old. And the sun’s great nuclear mass will mesmerise us until it melts us. Or we choose to melt ourselves. And we can’t decide anyway because we are all computer generated. Holding your hand Cut grass heaven Walk in the park Skies the limit pa High lives in high places Wish it could last forever You had your leather coat on In the pavement heat Bikes to Kew Gardens Back for tea You said Holding your hand Cut grass heaven Walk in the park Skies the limit pa You had your leather coat on In the rising heat Bikes to Kew Gardens Back for tea Bikes to Key Gardens Back for tea You said Richmond avenue Sunny days I knew Directed by Allan Wilson