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Minor Thing

by Miss Leading

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  • Many of my poems are the inspirations behind my songs and their lyrics. And in 2021 I wrote and debuted a solo poetry show called Another Universe. This is also a poetry book that you can buy

    This collection takes you through three narratives of lives that could have been if different choices had been made. Ever wondered what might have happened if you didn't catch the plane home? Chose a different career? Beautifully illustrated by Emil Datony, these poems weave the stories of other lives to reflect on ideas of possibility and regret while looking at topics of identity, sexuality, war and feminism.

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1.
VERSE 1 The girl is gone (x3) Soft bellied Wide hips Gravity Claims my tits The girl is gone (x3) She’s too bold Far to strong She’s too old She is wrong CHORUS Seasons Frame our eyes Lines mark A Trail of smiles I’m my My own advisor My own provider Own director of decision and desire VERSE 2 The girl is gone (x3) Laugh lines Crows feets History You can read The girl is gone (x3) Hold your tongue Know your place You’re not young See your face We play Mothers, wise friends, shop keepers, a face of sureness To sell You cleaners Vrmm vrmm Watch me drive Vrmm vrmm I’ll drive you wild CHORUS X2 Seasons Frame our eyes Lines mark A trail of smiles I'm my My own advisor My own provider Own director of decision and desire
2.
Satsuma 03:04
VERSE 1 I bet her skin feels soft She smells like satsumas and sun My eyes will trace her hips Curiosity on lips She smells like Satsumas and sun CHORUS The false bravado I wear most days Has gone astray, Caught between Maybe’s? and can I? I am too old for this Too old for risks VERSE 2 I hesitate A life time too late, a lifetime too late I knew, I knew, I knew I’m new, I’m new, I’m new I bet her skin is soft She smells like Satsumas and sun CHORUS The false bravado I wear most days Has gone astray, Caught between Maybe’s? and can I? I am too old for this Too old for risks I bet her skin feels soft She smells like satsumas and sun
3.
Blonde 02:48
Chorus I wanna be blonde when I grow up I wanna be blonde with a double D cup I wanna be blonde with legs that go Up, up, up, up Up, up, all the way up VERSE 1 The daughter of an immigrant Still barbie has an imprint Knows how beauty is perceived knows what society sees Dark skin, brown hair, bony knees Don't let them see the fire or small the burning spice CHORUS I wanna be blonde when I grow up I wanna be blonde with a double D cup I wanna be blonde with legs that go Up, up, up, up Up, up, all the way up VERSE 2 Put away the turmeric and coconut oil Use beauty products packed in plastic and foil Forget about the virtues timid and demure Women of the west use sex and allure Tone down the drumming and chilli's for luck Lose your traditions or you will be stuck I wanna be blonde when I grow up.
4.
CHORUS Where have all the gods gone now Where have they gone They have left us one by one Now the world is done I’ve heard many great men sing Bout how things should be They all swear that they are right But none of them agree VERSE This story is old Worship changed from life to gold New kings, new plans come and go Same old story told and told CHORUS Where have all the gods gone now Where have they gone They have left us one by one Now the world is done I’ve heard many great men sing Bout how things should be They all swear that they are right But none of them agree VERSE Mans says grow Until there is no space Sacrifice it all For the human race We innovate Create We make We innovate Create We make We make waste We make waste CHORUS Where have all the gods gone now Where have they gone They have left us one by one Now the world is done
5.
Roam 04:38
Legs twitch, feet itch The unknown allures me Adventure implores me Come homes she calls me Come home She calls So I roam Oh yes I roam My ancestors' whisper Memories, like a phantom hand That pulls me, The first foot on sand After months over water New lands Bring new life Without warning I wake rife With Anxiety An impulse to take flight Because the universe is limitless But life is finite Feeling stiffness in my bones In time they’ll turn to stone They want to dance They beg to roam This whole world I could comb And never find what you call home So I’ll roam From the Unreason of its seasons I know this town too well Each corner, and close It's and ebbs and swells There are Too many cities, too many countries, too many planets And I’ve seen Too many people, too many problems, too many fights This city gifts too many lonely days Not enough forgotten nights Feeling a stiffness in my bones In time they’ll turn to stone They want to dance They beg to roam This whole world I could comb And never find what you call home So I’ll roam Keep those you love at a length Make love with strangers instead Let souls addictions lead you blind Forget your head Forget it all, your mother's kiss, the last thing she said The best adventures aren't linear led Forget the house, the car, that steady job Those stories, of family and home Noone ever read So we roam Legs twitch, feet itch The unknown allures me Adventure implores me Come homes she calls me Come home She calls So I roam Oh yes I roam
6.
Woke 03:52
VERSE 1 So you woke now Been asleep for years you see em choke now Deluge of white tears Like it just broke Same system always there Fire was stoked Long before you cared CHORUS Tell me i’m sensitive Tell me it’s in my head Gaslight me to this bed You make for us Tell me what’s just How we make fuss We make fuss VERSE 2 It was just bad luck You’re the third in line No, not me I’m always on time It’s the way you’re dressed How you talked to them Follow the rules You’ll be fine CHORUS Tell me I’m sensitive Tell me it’s in my head Gaslight me to this bed You make for us Tell me what’s just How we make fuss We make fuss VERSE 3 It's just their job Their bad day That was A different person A different day A different accent A different skin Different hair Different chin It’s different It’s different Eyes watch me in the store Black bodies hit the floor Brown bodies wash ashore We want more, we want more So you woke now Been asleep for years you see em choke now Deluge of white tears - Like it just broke Nice was never enough
7.
As the sun Starts to retreat I can feel Your heart recede It's been a year Of dragging feet Just to get through In one piece Between chances of joy and emptiness We steal glances of hurt and happiness Oh please hold my gaze I feel you slip from me Oh please hold my gaze I feel you slipping far Far, far too far Don't let the sun slip from your soul I need you more Thank you will ever, ever know
8.
Wait 03:35
Refrain Refrain Refrain The urge To think about Tomorrow Suspend Suspend Suspend Future thoughts Future thoughts of the 'one days' Wait Wait Wait Wait Cease Cease Cease To remember what is lost Wait Wait Wait Wait
9.
Another Day 04:35
CHORUS We used to talk in one days Those are gone days Not for today, not for today VERSE 1 I wake and wash the weary from my face We eat our breakfast to the syncopation of crunch and chew Instinctively trawl the news for some news for new We used to talk in ‘one days’ I look out the window it is the same view The one that featured yesterday Don’t look out too far Too far forward Stay Here Think about what will happen today CHORUS We used to talk in one days Those are gone days Not for today, not for today VERSE 2 Create new dimensions by shifting plants and possessions Relocating thoughts of next month, nearly knocking over next year Fold past securities into storage boxes Filing away loved ones Packing adventures from site Those are the gone days, not for today Today’s have stretched out and hang loose on our memories Instead, we host a picnic in the living room Have indulgent sex in the afternoon Try to hasten time from his lethargic Plodding stride We pass time We pass time CHORUS We used to talk in one days Those are gone days Not for today, not for today

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released June 17, 2021

Music production, songwriting and singing: Miss Leading
Album recorded and mixed: Marc Freeman
Satsuma and Woke vocals recorded by Bryan Jones
Album Mastered: Benny Tones at Organik Muzik Workz 2021

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Miss Leading music is a fusion of electronic Art-Pop, song and spoken word. Her music is often a juxtaposition of political and depressing spoken word and song that she fuses with happy melody and beats.

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