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Fields
04:05
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It’s good to be here, on this flight,
A daytime concord, that heats our sky,
In this sunshine shower, I left dry.
All to find my flowers flung across scorched trees, so far from home.
I was not alone,
To your wish I was wet to the bone,
But in time, you were dethroned,
And made space for this unknown,
For this unknown.
Is it time to leave here,
Through loose crowds you showed me,
How to squeeze through streetlights,
Watch them dance, watch them tilt.
While both my legs were left to roam,
Through borrowed fields, so far from home.
I was not alone,
To your wish I was wet to the bone,
But in time, you were dethroned,
And made space for this unknown,
For this unknown.
Lights to bright to hide,
Oh sunshine sweep these aisles,
Coax me from this tomb.
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2. |
And... Beyond
03:05
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And beyond,
To a green green moon,
Never to return,
Never to grow old,
Never to lie still,
A proposta de nao morrer,
é uma falta de percepção,
Mas as vezes eu viro lá,
Minha trilha pérdida.
To the bitter end,
I’ll be shaped and sent,
Born to latch to the sides of these sullen walls.
A proposta de nao morrer,
é uma falta de percepção,
Mas as vezes eu viro lá,
E fico,
Parado,
Na sombra do futuro,
Sem jeito de ver.
Dá um jeito pra viver na sombra do futuro,
Dá um jeito de crescer,
E pra frente, eu juro que eu vou mudar.
And beyond,
To a green green moon,
Never to return.
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3. |
Ceilings
03:39
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4. |
Running Cold
05:02
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I hate how long it takes, I hate how long it takes,
To be at borders with your skin, and let go,
A midnight interchange, I see myself refrain,
Like a body running cold, I crawl back home to your door.
Where the glass is full,
Where the glass is full,
Where the glass is full.
Okay.
Caught your echo in the grass, before the words collapsed,
Down the centre of the plain, where your call rang out.
Tireless sirens in the foreground, push me back straight home to your door.
Where the glass is full,
Where the glass is full,
Where the glass is full.
I hate how long it takes,
I hate the way I break,
When confronted with your call,
When confronted with your call.
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Melotone Bristol, UK
Melotone are an alt-psych band from the Black Country, more interested in texture and ambience than ego. They draw inspiration from '60s psychedelia, namely the Tropicalia movement, with lulling guitar play and hypnotic vocals that float freely into Portuguese. ... more
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