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Cellar Door
05:02
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Clef Des Songes
04:03
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Each day over, and over
I’ll just let it go until it’s forever passed.
There’s no risk to be someone this way.
And that’s pretty unbearable.
It’s funny how what bring to completion our dreams
Is in the hands of someone else.
(Drain this pattern each day and each week
Best regards to the names that shall not dismissed.
They’re already ash-colored
But they’re already ash-colored
Cold impression biting my throat every sleep.
Silence is purchased by a not that much persuasive guilt)
***
How could we love both of the paths we missed?
How to hold on the time that passed but that is still frozen?
Never the one I should, I would,
Cannot become over the one I was,
If I could I’ll do, but here I’m done.
“This” isn’t done yet,
Facing our forever missed dreams.
Something in it for us still outside the story-telling.
Give me back all sunsets from which I turned my eyes,
How to call back a train we missed more than twice?
Stateless we prowl around what their dead eyes mean.
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4. |
Running Out Of Remedies
05:28
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All the things in life you couldn’t change
Is nothing much that everything where there's the rub
Asphyxiating,
Is it too late to untie the knot
And dropping all ribbons ?
But all you’ll hear all day are their manners,
Their already daily tales enhancing their fame.
The cold air filling up their speeches
Drying your heart :
This morbid lulling wearing all dresses
All the words hiding around the shutter
Every phoneme gathers end-to-end,
Without one to acknowledge.
Now you’re acting like a persecuted fool
Is there a better place than being, I’ll let you guess?
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Kami On The Foam
04:14
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Here’s her daydreams and now there’re yours
But their oddness stays inside her head
Like twisted thorns, gripping the throat,
Keeping a close eye on her frail heart
To devour the least word
“I leave it to you”
Red leather seats, warm and spangled skins
“I could teach you and you could taste me again”
“Taste me…”
A Fire burns
And walks on the steep road of her soul
Finding a way to be chosen by a hanged kami on the foam
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Darko's Aufhebung Aix En Provence, France
Shoegaze trio from south of France (Aix-en-Provence)
Intimate atmospheres to express
feelings and surrealist ideas through oneirism
Post-rock and progressive influences, delivered through grunge and goth aesthetic.
WE LOVE REVERB AND DELAYS
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