Waves o' waves sing for me your wise old withered melody, and I will fall into thee, see all the things you have seen
Winds o' winds teach me your ways and I will give you the rest of my days. I will learn to unlearn these scripts and the tongue of the devil who created it.
All hands stolen from sacred ground, all arms swallowed by cleansing sand, all hail the sound of the waves wash away all the worry
All hope rests 'neath the feet of fools, all time tethered to trembling tools, all souls shake in the sight of the sun.
Holy holy fields of gold, soiled by the truths untold. Grass of green or fields of grey, all become one someday
Sound so clear the ring of bells, older than the sound of the wind itself. Turn to dust the ancient stone, the road winds longer anyone could roam
So we cut off our own hands and bled, now the sands wont grow, left with a barren stone. Now we wait for the day now to come, when it all falls down, build a new god in man
Last breaths, breath in your final hours. Last rights as the sickness sours. What stench stuck to our skin as the hour grows thin.
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fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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Comme d'habitude, j'ai bien du mal à choisir une "favorite track" avec ce groupe de Trashgrass qui excelle dans son domaine.
Mais là, j'ai réussi à me décider finalement. XD EklektikTrip
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this album truly feels like a journey. there is a strong atmosphere of transience and solidarity, a feeling of constant change. if you commit yourself to listening through, you will come out a different person. crowskult
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024