What's The Furthest Place From Here?

by East Ends

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released September 11, 2015

East Ends is
Tim Becker – vocals, guitars, bass, drums, percussion
Mats Kieserling – guitars, vocals

All songs & lyrics written by Tim Becker
Produced, mixed & mastered by Malte Fixson
Drums engineered by Lukas Kroll
Recorded at Splish Splash Studios in Menden, Germany
December 2014 – February 2015
Artwork by Tim Becker & Benedikt Demmer (Druckwelle)

Available on 12" vinyl and CD via Homebound Records

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Track Name: Teenage Urgency
See I've got this cassette tape with this song on side A
That never fails to tear me right in two
And like the chords, back and forth and then into the chorus,
I guess we're just a little out of tune.

So if you ever come across something to comfort the loss
Of our teenage urgency and our youth,
I'll be the first to consume and the last to allude
To everything that has changed for good

If this is summer, I don't feel it
There's no heat dripping down my ceiling
There's no you, there's just your secrets,
Constant rain and regret
And I know you think we're clever
Until we know better
But the truth is we just ignore the fact
That we're not meant to last

See I've got this cassette tape with this song on side A
That never fails to tear me right in two
And like the chords, back and forth and then into the chorus,
I guess we're just a little out of tune.

Now in the dead of the night I see someone walking by,
A familiar shade dimly lit by the moon.
And so I smile, I crack, I'm torn to shreds.
Well I swear to hell I thought it was you.

I'm so sorry, rain starts pouring
onto all these city streets.
Track Name: Somewhere West Of Budapest
And the river's looking so good
but we have no future now.
You wrote your name on my arm,
now it's slowly wearing off.

And I get on that plane
and it takes me away
from your face in the crowd
at the silent disco
and I said you can find me somewhere west of Budapest.
Somewhere west of Budapest.

Now the heat's engulfing me
and I've got nowhere else to be.
So why should this be wrong,
let's make this night count.
Come on, come on.

And how long will it take you to get over me now?
Will I still smell your perfume once I get home?

And you get on that plane
and it takes you away.
Halfway round the globe
back to San Francisco.
And I said you can find me somewhere west of Budapest.

Now every gallon of kerosene
takes me further away from here.
Track Name: Andrew Largeman
Last night was a disaster,
and it won't get any better
from here on, I suppose.
Right now I'm choking on an endless monologue.
I toss and turn, that feeling's gone.
You know I'm howling alone.

And why
is it that I
always feel so out of place?

It's quite amazing
how you can be so goddamn lonely
with 500.000 people living in your city.
And I can't shake this shaky feeling
that I get when things get heated.
The city sleeps, I have trouble sleeping.

Is it light depression or just some dark days?
Either way, I will be fine.
Either way, it will never change.
You keep sending signals that I can't process,
that's why I always make a mess,
that's why I never stay the night.
Track Name: Into A Brighter Tomorrow
Darker yellow on a brighter blue
makes me think of you,
it's on those old streets
and in every tree,
partly vanished, but still easy to feel.
This lingering longing floating in the breeze
a little less intense than I thought it would be
but everything's changing.

And all those clocks they are ticking backwards again.
And I walk and wonder why I love this place
but can only stay for a couple days

Before I feel the urge to leave again
and get on a westbound train
with a one-way ticket
but there's still some change left in my pocket,
enough to make it back home.

Now train tracks battle static thoughts,
I get a little lost -
lost in those old streets
where we used to meet
and drink ourselves to life every Friday night.
This lingering longing is just a part of me,
and will forever be
even though days rattle past
and everything's changing.

And now sleep will guide me into a brighter tomorrow.

Until I feel the urge to leave again
and get on a westbound train
with a one-way ticket
but there's still some change left in my pocket.

And when we meet again,
we'll have a cigarette.
And you'll tell your fiction,
and I'll listen and nod with distant affection.
Track Name: Cooler Than Me
Look at you,
you're soothing like a shot of morphine.
And I'm sitting here by the window
wishing you showed up on my street.
But I know that you won't be around
'cause I live in the wrong part of town.
Guess I've got to get acquainted
with all these drinks that I haven't had yet.

While I recall the events
that made me understand
you're way more than just a friend.

When we rode on my bike
through the warm summer night
and I felt it, the concrete was melting.
Now I know what it's like
to be in love for the first time.
I always knew you are
so much cooler than me.

And I know this sounds cliché
but I'm already struggling
to forget that 30 minute drive
from the lake back to the city
when you sat so close to me
in the backseat
and the draft did its best to fight the heat.

And we rode on my bike
through the warm summer night
and I felt it, the concrete was melting.
Now I know what it's like
to be in love for the first time.
I always knew you are
so much cooler than me.