Words That They Told is the latest sun-drenched indie pop confection from Matt Lawton, the singer/songwriter/producer talent behind Slow Coast.
Hailing from Southern California, Lawton has bottled the Golden State’s perpetual summer vibes into an infectious bop that instantly transports listeners to the exhilarating freedom of a windows-down road trip.
Musically, the track is a shimmering tapestry of breezy acoustic and electric guitars, grooving bass lines, propulsive drums, and atmospheric keyboards.
Lawton’s laidback, reflective vocals glide effortlessly over the undulating rhythms, infusing the melodic hooks with introspective nuance.
Lyrically, the song is a vivid narrative of personal growth and self-discovery.
The narrator confronts their fears and the uncertainty of stepping into the unknown, waiting for a moment of clarity to strike.
The realisation that “The words that they told / Were really my own” is a powerful moment in the song, highlighting the discovery that the answers we seek often reside within ourselves, shaped by our own experiences and emotions.
With each chorus, the song blossoms into a triumphant affirmation of self-belief, a recognition that the wisdom we seek often resides within us all along.
“How did I not see it / Out in this cold / Wandering home / I belong, I feel it,” Slow Coast declares, inviting listeners to join in this empowering epiphany.
Words That They Told offers a refreshing and deeply personal take on self-actualisation set against a backdrop of indie pop bliss.
So, let the windows down, turn the volume up, and let this track be the soundtrack to your own journey of self-discovery.
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Slow Coast Words That They Told Lyrics
I’ll wait for
the lightning strike
The starting line
Is out of sight
Won’t step until
I know it’s right
So on it goes
How did I not see it
Out in this cold
Wandering home
I belong, I feel it
The words that they told
Were really my own
The longer I
Put this aside
The further down
I can hide
this kettle keeps
Water fine till over fire
I can’t keep this
With all that lies between us
Will they see it
How I’ve always dreamed it
On and on it goes
How did I not see it
Out in this cold
Wandering home
I belong, I feel it
The words that they told
Were really my own
How did I not see it
Out in this cold
Wandering home
I belong, I feel it
The words that they told
Were really my own
The words that they told
Were really my own
The words that they told
Were really my own