WHO'S WHO

KATE BORKOWSKI

 

Vocals

Background Vocals

Piano

Wurlitzer

Hammond B3

 

JON EVANS

 

Bass

Double Bass

Electric Guitars

Acoustic Guitars

String & Synth Arrangements

Electronic Loops

Background Vocals (Fruit)

 

MATTHIAS BOSSI

 

Drums

Percussion

 

JARON DAVIS

 

Background Vocals (Fruit)

 

 

 

 

Words and music by Kate Borkowski

Produced and mixed by Jon Evans

Mastered by Gavin Lurssen, Lurssen Mastering

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in the middle of your

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in the middle of your

 

Your face moves in waves

Your fingertips make me want to

Put away these friendly things

You say do what i would do

If I knew it was a dream

Would I explore her galaxies

See blues and greens

Would I taste cosmic shapes in aquamarine

I might 'cause

 

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in the middle of your

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in middle of your

 

So, Love's made you into a corpse instead

Young Agape her face grew red

'Cause water knows what water needs

Only petals from Eros can feel this trembling

Would I explore her galaxies

See blues and greens

Would I invite you closer to me

I might 'cause

 

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in the middle of your

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in middle of your

 

Your face moves in waves

Eros said to Agape

Your face moves in waves

And water knows what water needs

And water tastes in blues and greens

 

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in the middle of your

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in the middle of your

 

Fire in the middle of your ocean

I'm on fire in the middle of your

Fire in the middle of your ocean

i'm on fire in the middle of your sea

She moved with bare feet

Long and lean

Through the orchard

As she pleased

Tasting fruit

Everything

Every tree an offering

And I loved her

 

Did you think you could come to my orchard

Without bare feet

Did you think you could come to my orchard

And I wouldn't notice anything

 

Where you going with your platforms on

Did they get you too girl

Where you going with your platforms on

You used to be so cool to me

Where you going with your platforms on

Did they get you too girl

Where you going with your platforms on

You used to be so cool to me

 

She moved through the streets

Hustling

Unsure and tortured

The kids could see

A life on stilts

Just balancing

Gold ain't the gold that it used to be

Still I loved her

 

Did you think you could come to my orchard

Without bare feet?

Did you think you could come to my orchard

And i wouldn't notice anything?

 

Where you going with your platforms on

Did they get you too girl

Where you going with your platforms on

You used to be so cool to me

Where you going with your platforms on

Did they get you too girl

Where you going with your platforms on

You used to be so cool to me

 

All she wants is just a little bit of money

All she wants is just a way to keep her place lit

And all he needs is just to have it in a hurry

All she wants is just a little bit of money

All she wants is just a way to keep her place lit

And all she wants is just a little bit of money

Where you going

So on the morning before the war

My friend the hen outside her pen

Said Baby I'll tell you what's more

It'll be tails you'll live

Or heads you're dead

In other words be on your guard

And don't get barbecued in your own backyard

 

Know that I hate you

But that's what you wanted

That's what you get

And I hate you

But that's what you wanted

Remember that

I hate you

But that's what you wanted

That's what you get

And I hate you

But that's what you wanted

Remember that

 

Then without warning

While I traveled East

Another Eskimo would freeze

I glued her together piece by cold piece

No more adventures

Well it seems at least for Adam

But not for Eve

She takes it in over cardamom tea

 

Know that I hate you

But that's what you wanted

That's what you get

And I hate you

But that's what you wanted

Remember that

I hate you

But that's what you wanted

That's what you get

And I hate you

But that's what you wanted

Remember that

 

Cowboy wanna play with an Indian today

Guns in their holsters

Arrows slung across the shoulder

On the backs of our horses

We'll ride out to meet

In the pass William tells me that his granny's met her match

And to keep an eye out for the brim of your hat

Of your hat

 

I hate you

But that's what you wanted

I hate you

But that's what you wanted

I hate you

But that's what you wanted

PEEL
Copyright 2014 Kate Borkowski

Doesn't matter how good it feels

You're still not ready to pull away my peel

Expose the oil that's alive inside

Here waiting for you

But you know she loves to hide

In liquid drops on my retinas

They look just like us

They look just like us

 

And sometimes as the world goes white

I cry and know a curtain tore in our temple

Sometimes as the world goes white

I cry and know a curtain tore in our temple

 

Does it scare you that I scrutinize

Those very moments you never seem to mind

I love dappled things

And I hate wasted time

Love the mellow scent of avocado

And the holes they leave behind

If you uncover her with anthropology

She'll look just like me

She'll look just like me

 

And sometimes as the world goes white

I cry and know a curtain tore in our temple

Sometimes as the world goes white

I cry and know a curtain tore in our temple

 

I dreamed we were in a valley

The day was hot

It was just you and me

In the ground

Looking up at you wearing a frown

Like you always do

You looking down

Digging away

In your left hand a brush

In your right hand a spade

Till only a veil of dirt covered my face

You wouldn't peel

Peel it away

Thought you wanted to know what became of me

Thought you wanted to know what remained of me

Thought you wanted to know what became of me

Thought you wanted to know what remained of me

Boy you must know that's some anthropology

You looked away and you were so close to me

Boy you must know that's some anthropology

You looked away and you were so close to me

Boy you must know that's some anthropology

You were so close

You were so close

 

 

PLUMS & CHERRIES
Copyright 2014 Kate Borkowski

Somewhere you never could get to

 

I tore a little paper up

Said I hate you

But I love the way you

You break things too but nobody can see

Inside my head

Or hear the screams

 

So I look down inside our cup

And see the end it's twisting up

In steam and clouds and souls released

Whispering that they need some peace

You say I'm staring off into space again

You say I'm staring off into space

You say I'm staring off into space again

You say I'm staring off into space

 

And she just wants a peaceful cup

A drink with simple steam

Go on and say what you want about me

I got paper cuts nobody can see

La da da da da da

La da da da da da

 

My roux was irresistible

At first you never could get full

Sugar didn't pick or understand

The plums and cherries in my head

 

So I look down inside our cup

And see the end it's twisting up

In steam and clouds and souls released

Whispering that they need some peace

You say I'm staring off into space again

You say I'm staring off into space

You say I'm staring off into space again

You say I'm staring off into space

You say I'm staring off into space again

You say I'm staring off into space

You say I'm staring off into space again

You say I'm staring off into space

Maybe I am

 

Somewhere you never could get to

Somewhere you never could get to

Somewhere you never could get to

Somewhere you never could get to

Somewhere you never could get to

 

 

 

FIRE
Copyright 2014 Kate Borkowski FRUIT
Copyright 2014 Kate Borkowski PIECES
Copyright 2014 Kate Borkowski