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Rating: When the sun has almost killed itself in the west. When she's not there. When you feel that everything is exploding with beauty and pain. With love and solitude. Here it is...
The notes of the piano are wavering illusions of tranquility, majestic in the embrace of guitar and drums to the point of almost causing pain, a prelude to the serpent that devours Glasgow wrapping it in its coils of chords in a landscape that fades into defeat and anger. The drum-machine marks the rhythm for the soft lament of a prisoner forced to swallow expectations, undecided whether to fall or jump, suspended uncertain between the desire to scream and the desire to remain silent.
Then the dream, a soft and disarming intertwining of strings and keys, of melodies ready to snap to attention at the crescendoing rhythm of sudden and inevitable martiality. Everything makes sense, the rising, the flying.
The awakening has the pink of dawn around it, the sound of a promise that implodes when it seems to be the moment to be kept. Bitterness slowly melts the ties with the dreamlike part of the self, the power chord rises unhindered to the clouds only to fall back into poems recited in ideograms.
And in the end, you collapse, overwhelmed by this emotional rollercoaster, shouting to yourself that you just want to lie down and let go, go, go...
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Acid Food (03:40)
What happened after the storm
Was everyone okay
I tried to call again
I think they've gone away
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
I dreamt of an ice-age today
Cold and white to see
I walked for miles and miles
They came back another way
We learned them as we went
Forgot them straight away
The ones we left behind
The ones we sent away
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
(Will you look the other way)
04 Travel Is Dangerous (04:01)
Who might know of this?
The notes we left
Our final thoughts
And we knew they'd get ours out
*Sink, sink*
*Drowned* by our country
Old machine
Is cursed and forgotten
Never surface again
The air runs out
The captain's first
So we take to memories
And layers of clothes
Up there the family waits
And outside we heard hammers
Noises sound like the end
And we will never see them
Sink, sink
Drowned by our country
Great machine
Is cursed, old and rotten
Never surface again
09 I Chose Horses (05:13)
Mugen ni hirogaru
Ishiki no fuchi wo aruki
Koudo dake wo tayori ni
Kimi ni mukau toki
Hirakareta ao wa eikyuu no kanousei wo utsushi
Kimi to boku no kawasu kotoba wo tsunageru
Omoku taresagaru yuuutsu no katachi wo omoiukabe
Soko ni aru hazu no kokoro
Yagate souon ni kakikesare
Oowareta hikari ni kaeri
Modoru koto wo nozomu koe wa hashiru
Shizuka ni tomaru shiroi nami
Minamo de haneru
Kumo no utagoe
Kuruu hizashi ni yakusoku no moji
Ashimoto ni hirogaru
Shikou no kakera wo mitsume
Kanawanu mono ni kibo no namida
Hoshi wa dare no mono ni
Kanashimi no saigo wa itsuka
Bokura ni kaesareru monogatari wo tsuzuku
Kage ni utsuru hitomi ni
Takusan no hohoemi ni musuu ni narabu
Deguchi e no shisen
Saiai no fuukei
Maboroshi ga motarasu
Shiroi shunkan to te no hira
Subete hohaba no naka ni sonzaishi
Afureru mizu ni tochaku no kane
Sora no hashi to yuuyami no kensou
Yoru wo koete
Chinmoku no toki
Tomoshibi wo keshite
Tsukiyo no michi wo
Muku no egao ni mikan no shiawase wo
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It stretches on forever
I walk through this abyss of consciousness
Relying only on my heartbeat when I face you
The open blue reflecting eternal possibility
The words we exchange intertwine
A melancholy figure, hanging heavily
Surfaces in my mind
There must be a heart there:
Soon noise will drown it out
Returning to the concealed light
My voice raised, yearning to go back
White waves stop quietly
The song of the clouds breaking the surface
Letters of promise to the insane sunlight
I gaze at the fragments of thought spread out at my feet
Tears of hope for those unfulfilled
To whom do the stars belong?
Someday this sadness' end
Will be returned to us and the story will continue
Silhouettes reflected in my eyes:
Countless faint smiles lined up before me
Gazing towards the exit
This beloved landscape
A vision brings
An instant of whiteness and the palm of my hand
All exists within one stride
Bells sound the arrival of the flood
The bridge of the sky and the clamour of twilight
I pass through this night; in silence
I extinguish my lamp, and in the moonlit street
Give an innocent smile for the happiness to come
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