1. |
La Mar
04:18
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Somedays I wanna lose myself
In the raising sun
Sometimes I just wanna feel its rays
Play with the sand
Cause I'm tired
Of the hours
Slipping by
I feel no life
And I miss
The breeze
And the calm
And the charm
When the night dies...
Someone is dancing, the first light
Reflects in their eyes
Somewhere in the old town
A tired wanderer looks for a sign
The curtain
Has lifted
Can hear their steps
Going in circles
So fast,
Like they knew
Where they are
Loud and proud
And I just slide...
Ah, this scent
Is taking me back
Distilling into my mind
Glam and golden
Ah, it's secrets
And rhythms
Of far off drums
La mar...
Something is calling behind the veil
Dreams of beyond
Some place where we can reset
Where all the spells belong
The full moon
Is kissing
My forehead,
The Fae take my hands
And the warm waves
Are dancing
A waltz
With the stars
And I shhh....
Ah, this scent
Is taking me back
Distilling into my mind
Glam and golden
Ah, it's secrets
And rhythms
Of far off drums
Through the red clouds
Ah, this endless
Mysterious night
Will always stay in my heart
Like a token
Ah, the delight
The swing
Of the ongoing echo
La mar...
This scent is taking me back
Will always stay in my heart
This endless mysterious night
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2. |
Tides
03:57
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I can't stop the clock's pace
Behind the closed gates
I feel their gazes
Eating gold and scraps
Their avid faces
Take and take and give no space
I want no race
But I'm always dragged to the maze
Can someone pull the brakes?
I need to stay awake
Cause I won't shake
As I sail through this sea of snakes
Maybe it's too much weight
It might go all to waste
But cannot let them
Dig and hide, burn and negate
On and on always running
On and on always hurrying
Forward, upwards,
Towards doom
My mind is always dashing
My heart is always flying
Onwards, downwards
Beyond the veiled moon
On and on always struggling
On and on always sliding
Outwards the awkward
Striped red room
My head is always riding
My soul is always hurtling
Southward, homeward
Where all the light blooms
The tides, so high, tonight...
I can't just shake it off I will be erased
I know I've always been displaced
Looking for faint traces of
Joys and paths that never were
Outside the tall gate
I knock but no one hears the bang
Cause I'm estranged from
Jolly, shiny, easy days
Can I just take a break
Can barely stay awake
But I won't shake
Even when the roads are all opaque
Maybe it is too late
Maybe there is a fate
Cause I won't let them
Trick me, throw me love as bait
On and on always running
On and on always hurrying
Forward, upwards,
Towards doom
My mind is always dashing
My heart is always flying
Onwards, downwards
Beyond the veiled moon...
On and on always running
On and on always hurrying
Forward, upwards,
Towards doom
My mind is always dashing
My heart is always flying
Onwards, downwards
Beyond the veiled moon
On and on always struggling
On and on always sliding
Outwards the awkward
Striped red room
My head is always riding
My soul is always hurtling
Southward, homeward
Where all the light blooms
The tides, so high, tonight
The ties, so tight, so tight
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3. |
Rivers
04:42
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Long ways
Underground
That still hold secrets
Alleys
Lonely and quiet
I walk unseen, unknown
And desire
Pains me ephemeral
What I want
Is beyond their white castles
Their sham warmth
Old days
When the air
Was cold, new and loud
It would bring
We could hear
Wild horses run
Like thunders
Shining rivers of amber dust
I'm straying, you're breaking
Howls and sirens
Laughs and wonders
Are blaring all around
Open veins feed a ruthless heart
Devious wraiths, on whom are preying?
Flowers give in
We feel them crumbling
Decaying, decaying
I wait
Holding onto
Old crumpled tickets
Alien
To everything that I once
Feared and loved
And the fire
Takes me raw and visceral
I still haunt
Empty stops, faded boulevards
Long lost
Submerged in...
Shining rivers of amber dust
I'm straying, you're breaking
Howls and sirens
Laughs and wonders
Are blaring all around
Open veins feed a ruthless heart
Devious wraiths, on whom are preying?
Flowers give in
We feel them crumbling
Decaying, decaying
Shining rivers
We're falling through...
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4. |
Storms
03:35
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Inacción en la emoción
Why do you stand there doing nothing?
¿Dónde está tu corazón?
All I get are words and words
¿Será mi imaginación?
Or are you slowly fading away?
Into your world... ¿adónde?
Tú no entiendes de razón
It's always storms and wars in your head
Sin noción ni dirección
You spin around and around your mess
Quieres soñar tu ficción
Your hideout of dullness and lies
Oh why, won't you ever soar!
I still can't wrap my mind around
The mercilessness and I thought
At least you'd recognized your wrongs
You'd rather let them slide
You put on an act, I know
You think you're sweet and kind although
I looked into your eyes, the void
Now I can see it, I can see it!
Tu amor tiene condición
And I'm tired of not deserving
Tu amor ha sido munición
But I can't just like that leave it behind
¿Y dónde está tu corazón?
Inerte y mudo en la emoción
Rumbo perdido, sin dirección
Arrebatado, en negación
But I can see now the oppressive gloaming
I can feel your distant embrace
I know you're waiting, won't get under way
But I have shut the door!
I still can't wrap my mind around
The mercilessness and I thought
At least you'd recognized your wrongs
You'd rather let them slide
You put on an act, I know
You think you're sweet and kind although
I looked into your eyes, the void
Now I can see it, I can see it!
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Pilgrims of Yearning Boston, Massachusetts
Latine Post-Punk/Dark/Alternative/Wave/Goth
"Your soundtrack to introspection,
lament, and disdain for this atomized world" - CVLT Nation
"Their music is rooted in French coldwave, South American post-punk and anarcho punk, teetering the line between catchy romantic hooks and driving, angular energy" - Post-Punk.com
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