Sometimes it takes little to feel alive. I don't even know how many mornings, post-Saturday night hangover, I've tried to keep my head from exploding.

Listening to your own breath... just to feel alive.

Everything spins. Forgetting how to stand. Confusing right with left. Few forces in the body, necessary to drag myself from the bed to the stereo.

Music: for salvation.

Regenerate my sick sleep. And HIS gaze no longer makes sense. He might as well never have had eyes, as far as I'm concerned.

I just need a cure. Something to drag me elsewhere. And SHE doesn't exist. A satisfied smile underlines the fact that for once THAT BITCH is out of my mind... because we've all had a bitch. We've all had our hearts broken, even if just for a few minutes.

(I must stop pasting faded images inside my eyelids to see YOU even with closed eyes).

Musical self-harm.

Is there anything more sublime than listening to music that marked moments that will never return?

Is there anything more sad, melancholy, wonderful?

Damn, there isn't.

There's not, that's how it is. You will never find it.

Never.

Leaves Turn Inside You is me. I am the one fleeing motionless. I escape while staying in my world.

The Unwound of Fake Train were sonic noise-makers, and I loved them. The Unwound of this double album are something else. Psychedelia, interstellar journeys, distant post-rock echoes, voices of the cosmos, motorpsychosis, the more polite Sonic Youth, soft shoegaze whispers: One Lick Less was recorded on a cloud, there's no other explanation. An immense work that I comfortably associate with Mellon Collie or Trust Us or even DayDream Nation.

An ascent to the sky, starting from hell, crossing all noises and all moods.

Listening to music that is your own breath.

And maybe I'm not really talking about music... maybe I was just talking about myself...

Or who knows, maybe I was talking about you...

Yes, you who are reading...

Tracklist Lyrics and Videos

01   We Invent You (05:52)

save your grace (save your grace)
i'm going soon (i'm going soon)
not now

i'm on the surface now
nothing will be the same
concentrate on this phrase (concentrate)
"beyond this world i live"
say it to yourself now
ignore the disclaimer (concentrate)
collect your belongings
follow me in reverse (concentrate)

save your grace (save your grace)
i'm inventing you (i'm inventing you)
save your grace (save your grace)
i'm going soon (i'm coming to)

02   Look a Ghost (03:04)

you knew her from before
she hid behind the door
you never noticed that
the hallways turned to black
the stairway is a chance
to fall and break your hands
she just might push you down
so never turn around

she never had a chance
she never had a chance
so now she's coming back for you
she never had a chance
she never had a chance
so now she's coming back for you

watch out, she's fading fast
you just might lose your chance
find out by accident
the reason she is back
so now you're scared of her
cause she might not return
mistook you for someone
one look and now she's gone

she never had a chance
she never had a chance
so now she's coming back for you
she never had a chance
she never had a chance
so now she's coming back for you

look a ghost came through the door
from a thousand years before

look a ghost came through the door
from a thousand years before

look a ghost came through the door
from a thousand years before

she never had a chance
she never had a chance
so now she's coming back for you
she never had a chance
she never had a chance
so now she's coming back for you (x2)

03   December (04:03)

04   Treachery (04:17)

05   Terminus (09:40)

06   Demons Sing Love Songs (04:03)

07   Off This Century (05:32)

the FUTURE was invented back when you thought you were human
now it's only getting better every day that we forget

everything is a commercial. we advertise our memories
we leave our SHIT� on silver platters and THEN we buy whatever's left
(empty life? ? fine?)

It's every bastard for himself
the last century hasn't ended yet
bring us the head of the king
the last century hasn't ended yet

It's every bastard for himself
the last century hasn't ended yet
bring us the head of the king
the last century hasn't ended yet

the FUTURE was invented and you might be next
LIFE� is like Monopoly�; You are not Old, You are Obsolete
and you thought the last ten years were bad

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