Fully Grown
by Kirstyn Hippe
Susannah
Susannah
I think that I was in the prime age category for this album when I first heard it. Here are the musings of someone with newly attained adulthood, summing up the little thoughts, challenges and experiences that build character and help us find direction. What I love about this album is that it's very relatable and feels real without being condescending or trite. Kirstyn is an excellent songwriter.
Favorite track: Ignorance Is Bliss.
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Ignorance Is Bliss
04:19
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v.1
You could tell me to my face that you love me
And I still wouldn't believe you
I'm in the habit of assuming the worst
So, you love me, where's the joke
What's the twist, am I missing something here
It's not that I think I'm unworthy of love
It's probably something I fear
pre-c
But ignorance is bliss, I guess
Ignorance is bliss, I guess
Ignorance is bliss, I guess
Loneliness is bliss, I guess
c.
They say it all happens in good time
But what time will that be
Cuz the clock is ticking
Counting down the hours I spend
With no will to be bold
And I'm scared of getting old
v.2
Every line in my planner is full
I'm too busy to schedule in a person
How could I when these accidental walls I've built
Are concrete, it's routine to keep everyone out
And it's hard to find someone willing enough
To break these walls down
[rep. pre-c + c]
b.
True, I've never settled, but I've never had the chance
It's easy to look strong when you run from any romance
I need to fall, run and hide, can't let any of it show
Maybe love is something I'm never gonna know
[rep. pre-c + c]
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2. |
Hourglass
04:09
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v.1
I'll tell you a story about a little girl
Who wanted to go out and conquer the world
But the world was more scary than she had once thought
With villains determined to thicken the plot
But she was the hero, she knew she'd last
Through every turn of the page and drip of the hourglass
c.
Oh, and she grows
v.2
When real life hit hard, she turned to books
Where the greatest dangers were pirates with hooks
But she found herself trapped in the mermaid lagoon
And friends turned to sirens with deadly perfume
But she was the hero, she knew she'd last
Through every turn of the page and drip of the hourglass
c.
Oh, and she grows
b.
But growing up is hard
When you don't know when you'll stop
She looked up at the stars
And wished with every drop
v.3
In time, she discovered there is a way
To survive in the world with a heart full of play
Cuz it's not as scary as she had once thought
Even though villains can thicken the plot
They are just people who sadly forget
Their inner child hasn't disappeared yet
c.2
Oh, and I grow
I'm no hero, but I think I'll last
Through every turn of the page
And drip of the hourglass
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3. |
Sacred
03:04
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v.1
I should be sleeping, my eyes should be closed
I should be sleeping, oh, heaven knows
I can use a few more hours, hell, I can use ten
But the second I start to go, my thoughts swirl and echo
I reach for the pen and I'm awake again
c.
I've found the moment
When you wonder if it's worth it
You sweat, and you toil, and you try
But it always ends in goodbye
As memories grow faded, is anything sacred?
v.2
I should be running, my feet should leave the ground
I should be running, and still, without a sound
Complacency sneaks up and I never want to move
After awhile, it's all been reconciled
And I've abandoned my tennis shoes
[rep. c]
b.
I should be crying, my eyes are dry
I should be learning, I'm just getting by
I should be changing, maybe I do
If not for the better, at least for you
If not for the better, at least for you
c.2
I've found the moment
When you know for sure it's worth it
You sweat, and you toil, and you try
And it always ends in goodbye
But memories aren't wasted, they're sacred
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4. |
Fully Grown
03:59
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v. 1
I've been flipping through my history books
Ones with pastel pages
The further back the timestamps go
The harder knowing my age is
I'm suddenly alone without a single clue
Where in hell to go or what to do
One thing I know to be absolutely true
There's room in my cracked armor for you
c.1
The girl with the ladybug backpack
Bouncing to school on her own
Too many lasts cloud her forecast
How do you face the world fully grown
v.2
I've been drinking too much roll with the punch
Must have been spiked, cuz now I'm tipsy
Soon I'll be drunk on missing every shot
Sipping fear more potent than whiskey
I'm 21 and the only thing that means
Is I'm still not allowed to rent a car
Don't worry mother, I won't go to extremes
I don't plan on drowning sorrows in a bar
c.2
I just want my ladybug backpack
Bouncing to school on my own
Too many lasts disrupting my past
How do you face the world fully grown
b.
Oh, where's that girl I used to know
Did she push her little swing too high
Did she learn to touch the sky
Did she finally say goodbye
c.3
Where is that ladybug backpack
As I stumble through life on my own
Too many lasts, I can't help but ask
How do you face the world fully grown
How do you face the world fully grown
How can I face the world fully grown
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5. |
Dying Day
03:30
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v.1
There will come a moment when
Your life's before your eyes
Will it underwhelm you or
Take you by surprise
Will you have done the things that
You always said you would
Will everyone say
It's a shame you were misunderstood
pre-c
How many lessons will sit collecting dust
Never used before you turned to rust
c.
What will you say on your dying day
What will you do when your heart doesn't pull through
v.2
Will you succumb to cancer that's
Not even your own
Will the weight of the world
Hit like a falling stone
Or will you be paralyzed
By what you never did
Shifting blame to ease the pain
Of lives you failed to live
pre-c
The cliche is it happens in a blink
You probably won't even have time to think
[repeat c]
pre-c
It's possible your story won't end well
Will you at least have a story to tell
What will you say on your dying day
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6. |
Mixed Metaphors
03:53
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v.1
Staring out my window at the sky
Sunset clouds make everything alright
For now, but soon I'll crash down
Won't be long till I'm 6 feet underground
Mixed metaphors running through my head
Highways and lemonade, I think I've been misled
In believing life and love are easy
That box of chocolates i just a tease
c.
Cuz I have bruises on my heart that I made
And my excuses underwhelm and overplay
That's why I refuse to let anything begin
I get burned every time, every time I start again
v.2
The world seems to be in on some big dumb secret
Give me some trust, I can keep it
But I won't overestimate what the world will do
I know I'll never be able to love you
[rep. c]
b.
It's not other people, it's me
I think I can finally see
It's not other people, it's me
That's just how it's gotta be
[rep. c]
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7. |
Fine, Stay
03:15
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v.1
I got a new guitar, so I guess I should use it
It's smooth beneath my skin
A sharp contrast from my calloused fingers
But even they are starting to wear thin
c.
Cuz I've forgotten how to write
Every word in my head never sees the light
They roll around in my brain
Until I finally say...
Fine, stay
v.2
I reminisce on the time my thoughts flowed freely
A moment rendered rare
What's usually a major key is suddenly a minor
I have homemade inspiration but I'm longing for designer
I won't leave my chair till there's letters on this page
And a different energy is in the air
[rep. c]
b.
Fine, stay
Cuz I've got all day
Seems like you've found your refuge anyway
Hidden from my eyes and my lips and my heart
All there's left to do is restart and restart and restart
Fine, stay [x6]
[rep. c]
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8. |
Threadbare
03:23
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v.1
Thrift store happiness, an almost fit
But there's an itch underneath it all
For something other than off-brand hands to hold
But there are no returns, though you're not sold
You'll stick around till you wear down
c.
But look, you're kinda threadbare too
Masquerading as brand new
Maybe we're all gently used
Of course, when everything is on display
You reinforce that you're okay
Sew patches over all your stains
And roll up what hangs on your sleeve
Protect it while it's still pristine
It's trendy to be torn apart
But you can't barter with a battered heart
v.2
Secondhand joy, you find a boy
Hidden in a stack of faded jeans
And stand there staring a moment too long
In swoops a bolder soul, and he's gone
So you move on
[rep. chorus]
Roll up what hangs on your sleeve
Protect it while it's still pristine
It's trendy to be torn apart
But you can't barter with a battered heart
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9. |
California
03:38
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v.1
California, guess I'm going
Hopefully it's for the best
New York City, it's been nice knowing you
But I'm jumping on a plane toward the west
And I'm never coming back here
Until I come back to stay
So goodbye concrete jungle
I can't let you get in my way
c.
Don't get too comfortable, stop planting roots
You'll only regret it in the end
Cuz you can't be in one place for long
And time is never your friend
v.2
California, treat me kindly
With your mild sunny days
I'm confident that I won't mind
Getting away from the rain
I'll pack up my umbrella
And put it on a shelf
Until next time, my Manhattan
Maybe till I find myself
[rep. chorus]
California, do you remember
When I first held your hand
In the dead of summer
But my feet never touched sand
Even then I knew that somehow
I'd return to stake my claim
On a life in California
Where nobody knows my name
[rep. chorus]
Time is never your friend
Yeah, you can't be in one place for long
And time is never your friend
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10. |
The Right Road
03:34
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v.1
My mother has a map inside her head
Every single turn she's ever tread
Etched in ink upon her skin
Tattooed stains of where she's been
From Kentucky to LA
She's confident until she sees
A forest looms beyond the trees
In a place she doesn't recognize
And it's too dark to read the signs
So she drives the other way
pre-c
But I'm satisfied to stay
On unfamiliar terrain
My map is in my heart, not my brain
c.
But my mouth is taped shut
I'll just peel it off
It'll hurt, but the pain won't last forever
Everything that I know
In my soul, in my bones
Telling me I'm on the right road
v.2
My father has a map inside his phone
All possible directions set in stone
He follows designated lines
Doesn't need to read the signs
He knows the proper way
[rep pre-c + c]
b.
Her magnet's off and his needle's bent
But they're too proud to see
I have my own compass and I'll
Follow where it leads
[rep c]
Even if it's facing far from home
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about
This album 100% would not have been possible without the incredible work of Andrew Streeter, who did all the mixing/mastering and also added in all other instruments besides guitar/uke and vocals (plus the cello stylings of his wife Catherine and the meow stylings of Bill Murray the cat).
Find more of their work here: whispersands.com
Putting this album into the world feels a lot like putting my heart on the line. I really hope you love it.
photo by Marina Barham: instagram.com/marinaelisee
Find more of their work here: whispersands.com
Putting this album into the world feels a lot like putting my heart on the line. I really hope you love it.
photo by Marina Barham: instagram.com/marinaelisee
credits
released April 27, 2018
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Kirstyn Hippe New York, New York
Kirstyn Hippe is a 25-year-old musician and social media manager currently residing in New York City. She wrote songs for "I Ship It," the New Form Digital short film directed by Yulin Kuang, and the CW series of the same name.
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