Kate Tempest - Patterns lyrics

Man I feel as if every day I've lived
I've lived to help me understand
The viewpoints of the people who
I loved and lost
Who wandered off
The ones I acted badly to who acted bad to me
And all the ones who held
My interests close I've learned
That it all had to be exactly as it was
For those immersed in the dull
Fog of years long
Since grave bound we blaze skunk in the
Playground you laid down beside
Me held my hand
And asked if you could stay round
This was way back before abortions
Addictions or breakdowns
With wild eyes
We laughed colour into the concrete
Of this grey town
And now I make the page drown


In all this drunken poetry
I know it's you you know it's me
And this was all supposed to be
I know it's you and you know it's
Me and this was all supposed to
Be but me the kids I see scoffing
Their feet at the bus stops
They are the same as us
Sure of their immortality they live to
Play the dangerous games they trust
That they can never part they trust
That they can never age
They trust this world was made for them and
That no body knows the rage they
Would unleash at those who dare to trespass
Against the ones they love the most
They do not know that soon enough
All love is dreams and ghosts
And that the only ones who can hurt us are
The ones who care and love us well
So now I watch them from afar cause I'm
A grownup now with much to tell
Thinking look I don't want
To remember or forget
I don't want to harbour days it's just
So hard to place the past in context when
The past it rules my darkest days
But I'm illuminated by the sparks
That fly when I
Realise we live the same
Stories until we have
Played every part until we know
Our reasons and have
Found peace with all of
Them splintered things
I think of you to summer
From which my endless
Winter springs and I tell you I know
My reasons and I've found peace with all our
Splintered things but still I think of you
The endless summer from which
My endless winter springs
So to the past then
Come to the past let's journey back
By making sense of now by
Making sense of then and I'm sure
We can be friends again
I'm just so far from who I was when last we
Spoke but man I'm still the same girl I'm
Still a wreckhead with a method
To her madness who
Watched the flames curl around us as we
Burned a burn of fire hearted kids and I make
Peace with all we did and I forgive and
I will give my time to all of you at
Some stage cause those were fun days before
The young aged bunking school just
To do nothing right time
Wrong place and yet some gave their minds to
The madness and others got caught
In a routine all
I know is we were blessed to have
Ever made aquatinece we kicked our
Cans along the pavement
We were the valiant amongst
The vacant this is
For those who gave my voice it's cadence and
Pushed me to seek my strength in statements
Patterns everything is balanced by these
Patterns I have seen
Them in a way that I relate to
My companions look in everything
That happens they are
Patterns I mean it everything's in stages
Cycles, phases and they all
Have these patterns at
Their bases I'm talking patterns
Fits of passion
Waking up wishing you hadn't
Took my 23 years
Just to fathom out that pattern the
Same situation endlessly repeating all
The changes are the
Roles you play and once you start
Learning all the roles you played you will
Understand the roles you gave to others
They are patterns in the way
We fall for lovers and
Who we recognise the others who
Have loved us badly
Well well either way I've seen
The patterns in the
Past it was enough to blow my mind away
See there's this man I've
Known for years and
Still till this day do I know
Him and I love him very much but
It's very hard for me to
Show him cause back then and even now
I feel there's something that I owe
Him and that feeling should be going
Over time but no it's growing
We were kid mates
Making mistakes playing give take big
Hearts battling the big
Snakes rattlign their tails look he was like
The wind in my sails and I was like
The water for his keel it was real
He used to hurt my flesh that his
Water scars of heat and steel
He used to hurt his flesh just
To see if he could feel
To cut a long short he weren't
Ever really the strong sort
Got into the wrong sport
Big swigs long snorts
And quarting that spiral he saw
Attempts to help us spitful
Pretty soon he got so down that
He got on the brown
And word got around and people
Did not like the sound
So they told me to stop popping
Round to see him and
I kept disagreeing but soon he
Was a different being
See he got into stealing
Robbing I'd still see him frequent often
Eyes all sobbing freaking out he wouldn't
Speak about the things that
Made him weak cause doubt would
Stop his throat mid sentence
And yes his face would paint repentance
But his actions spoke dependence
That's when our friendship
Became difficult to
Say the least he played the
Beast oh well I wondered how we'd
Ever make our peace that's
When we drifted we never argued it
Just became clear that the
Parts that I loved so well
Had slowly disappeared I said
'you look the same but I don't
Recognise you I'm looking you dead
In the fast and I can't
Find you I don't like
The way you always talk in a
Past tense but you can't
Explain the present until you work
Out what the past meant
See I'm looking right at you but you
Ain't present no more and yes
You laughed the same laugh but it's
Echo is flawed now when we
Talk I feel like I'm walking on
The edge of a sword and
I've tried to forget about the past
I just remember it more
And yes I'm here for you whatever
The score but it don't really
Feel like you're my friend anymore
The more we talk about
It though the wider the space them
Days are gone when we
Were 13 dividing our apes making
Promises would always relate
I tell you straight I'm well versed
In a chapters of lies
I know this honesty it's not
How much or what you're
Using that even bothers me it's
The fact that you feel
You have to lie about it
That really worries me
Cause you might well be my oldest friend
We were at our closest when
The days we yearn like our hearts
Heads and handprints standing on the
Grand cliff of reckoning that we could
Never grow either old or apart
But that was then and we might
Never be a team again
But I remember backies on your bike
We were teens and then
I remember had another day we linked
Up and had nothing to say
Fuck it bruf I miss you I
Just wish it weren't an issue
But you look the same mate
And I don't recognise you
I'm looking you dead in your face
And I can't find you
I don't like the way you're
Always talking in a
Past tense I got so much shit
To say but when I
See you I just can't vent
I don't like the way
We always talk in a past
Tense but you can't explain
The present until you work out
Where the past went
The past went to the patterns
I mean it everything is
Balanced by these patterns I
Have seen them in
A way that I relate to my companions look in
Everything that happens they are
Patterns everything's in stages
Cycles, phases and they all
Have these patterns
At their bases I'm talking patterns
Fits of passion waking up wishing you
Hadn't took my 24 years just
To fathom out that pattern
The same situations
Endlessly occurring all the changes are
The roles you play and once you
Start learning all the roles
You played you will understand the roles you
Gave to others they are patterns
In the way we fall for lovers
And who we recognise the
Others who have loved us badly well
Well either way I've seen the
Patterns in the past it was enough
To blow my mind away
And then I looked at you
With the same look that was
Looked at me before
And then I saw that I had become
The same one who back then turned my heart
So raw and I was turning yours
You were innocent and unaware of
My displeasure you moved towards
Me like you thought for being
Closer together physically you
Could bring my heart back round
To being brimfull with
Your features you didn't know
My heart was brimfull
With someone else's so from beloved
To loved one the other
Is always so vibrant the
Violence of holding it
In the silence of skin against
Skin elicitly kissing and
Slipping through hithered encounters while
You bake them pies
You clutch me too tight and
You wept in the morning
And I'm so sorry but the patterns will be
Until they are no more an
Adorning of truth the
Floor spins my sickness is
Swelling there ain't no
Telling my cerebellum mate it does
What it wants at the
Cost of my health but I meant what I
Said there could be no one
Else too little too
Late oh the patterns emerged
And spelt destiny
This was the legacy left to me
Mismatched staggered affections you
See you either
Love em too much or
You don't love em enough and
You were the same
Are they embers or flame?
Our calls going cold and
The great are maintain
That the point of it all is
To check for it next time so know
Your own nature see your own
Weakness no more of this
Bleakness this indiscrit
Sweetness my heart still belongs to the
One who completes it there are oceans between
Us as the patterns to Mars
The patterns advance and they
Shattered our carment
Of frenzy so now I miss you
But it's pointless cause your gone and if
You miss me it's pointless cause
You're gone you'll be wondering I keep you
Inside I don't mean to but do
Tonight for sleep my dreams will be
Of you I keep you inside
I don't mean to but do tonight for sleep
My dreams will be of you I
Keep you inside I don't mean to but
Do and tonight I won't sleep
At all no tonight I will shuffle my
Feet mate and I'll stare at these
Walls while the ugliness creeeps from my
Core cause I'm stained and I
Can't keep my mouth from making the shape
Of your name I'm shaking and strange
And I'm thinking of you and I'm sat
At a pub now and I'm
Drinking for two and I blink in the
New light of night and I'm
Sinking the truth and a few pints
And I want to see you
Naked stretched out smoking before speaking
The way that you do
But these are the patterns that when
I must be patient these
Are the commons bounds between us
And the ancients we
Went from cheated onto cheater from
Beaten onto beater but then
We broke the cycle and didn't want to be
Neither I've been the flirter and
The flirted at I hurt
Them all they hurt me back
I've been the speaker
Of the curses and the viessel
That the words attack
And I say who isn't in love with you
It seems we're all under your spell
Young and older we as hungry as hell
For you to hold us and love
Us as well as we know you can
I really like holding your hand
So I find myself here as mad for you
As once they was for me it's
Sad but true that there is always a
Lover and a beloved there is
Always another to noruish and courage and so
With a flourish the
Cycle's completed retracing
The loop until it's defeated and I
Will leave it up to the
Winds of time because I know you and
I are of the same kind I
Will leave it up to the winds of
Time because I know you and
I are both the same kind I will
Leave it up to the winds
Of time but I just can't drink
You off my mind it's weird
Since the first moment I touched you
I touched you so purely that
All of me touched
You you're kinda someone I look down at
And up to but I met you to love
You so let me just love you
The patterns will teach me to trust you
The patterns will teach me to trust me
The patterns will kill of the
Hands that clutch me
These hands of dishonesty there's
Clouds in the prophecy
Obscure in the memories of days not lived yet
Quick let's skip town walk along the
Sea front on a grey day
100 miles an hour on the motorway
Broken window loads to say it
All got blown away
So let's get wet in the rain
Let's begin the regret forget the pain
Cause now we're kissing the world into focus
And when you look out of
Them shining eyes I can't I don't
Notice you're fragile just like me
We ain't as strong as we think we are
That's not to say it's an act
What I'm saying is I write poems for
You all day long that you will
Never read but what I lack in
Discreaton I make up in passion
Me I live at the mercy of patterns
See Oscar Wylde once wrote and when
I read this I believed this
'The only way to get rid of a
Temptation is to yield to it'
That's why I yield to the
Patterns cause I know that
Everything is balanced in these patterns
I have seen them
In a ways that I relate
To my companions finding
Everything that happens they are
Patterns everything's in phases
Cycles stages and they all have
These patterns at their
Bases I mean it patterns fits of passion
Waking up wishing you hadn't
Took my 25 years
Just to fathom out that pattern and
The same situation endlessly occurring
All the changes are
The roles you play and once you start
Learning all the roles you
Played you will understand
All the roles you gave to others
They are patterns in the way
We fall for lovers and
Who we recognise the others who
Have loved you badly
Well well either way I've seen
The patterns in the
Past it was enough to blow my mind away
I saw the patterns in the stars and they
Sang to me of brighter days I
Hold your pattern in my arms and I
Swear I'm gonna make you mine someday