Deb Oh

Deb Oh

 New York City, New York, USA
BandPopSinger/Songwriter

Biography

Deb Oh writes songs that evoke the pre-dawn sidewalks of New York City, the fluorescent peaks of Denali, and all of the jaded naiveté in between. She sings with reluctant honesty, hushed precision, and soulful urgency. There's a clock on her bedroom wall that's been stuck at 7:42 for over a year now. The second hand continues ticking, but never moves forward. She finds this immensely intriguing.

Lyrics

Adonais

Written By: Deb Oh

John was born listening to inescapable cries
John was born drinking and preparing his goodbyes
John was born too late to modernize
Nations fell; none too wise

Slow conversations on a speeding train
Drinks in hand, cold glory to gain
We're old souls in the newest of worlds

Across the plains, John scattered his youth
From the mountaintops, John questioned the truth
Where is the beauty we're destined to find
Is home a place in our hearts or our minds

Slow conversations on a speeding train
Drinks in hand, cold glory to gain
We're old souls in the newest of worlds

Our hearts were just too heavy so we left them behind
Our hearts were just too heavy so we left them behind

John died under open skies
Bright stars fell into his fading eyes
Legacy stays lucid in romantic minds
Love and Fame loosen their iron binds

Slow conversations on a speeding train
Drinks in hand, cold glory to gain
We're old souls in the newest of worlds

Revolving Door

Written By: Deb Oh

I cannot describe the way you make it feel like spring
I cannot describe the emptiness your silence brings
But I cannot pretend I don't remember those late-night confessions
And I cannot pretend I don't remember those late-night insinuations

Someday, somehow
We'll stop turning in these revolving doors
Someday, somehow
We'll start loving and we'll stop keeping score

I cannot expect your silhouette to mesh with mine
I cannot expect you to take this rusty heart and make it shine
But I cannot disguise these bloodshot, love-shot eyes
And I cannot disguise these maudlin, half-hearted lies

Someday, somehow
We'll stop turning in these revolving doors
Someday, somehow
We'll start loving and we'll stop keeping score

I cannot deny being the rogue Venus to your volatile Mars
I cannot deny the exquisite pain of these fresh scars
But I cannot resist having another go
And I cannot resist hearing you say, 'I told you so'

Someday, somehow
We'll stop turning in these revolving doors
Someday, somehow
We'll start loving and stop keeping score

Crescendo

Written By: Deb Oh

I've had too much to drink tonight
And I have too much to say
You're looking into my eyes tonight
And it's just too much to take

Someday you'll find another girl
And I'll find another boy
But tonight we've found each other, so

What are we waiting for?

Stars are barely out tonight
And the moon is being shy
You've got to catch an early flight
But tonight, our lives are burning high

Someday you'll find another girl
And I'll find another boy
But tonight we've found each other, so

What are we waiting for?

Deep and distant, your eyes are too hard to read
This crescendo is climbing to its peak

Someday you'll find another girl
And I'll find another boy
But tonight we've found each other, so

What are we waiting for?