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Babel Babel
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(05:11) A complex, layered song that keeps getting higher and deeper until the delightfully trippy "spaced-out" ending.
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Charts
Peak #45
Peak in subgenre #10
Author
Cynthia Conrad, Margaret Browning, and Thomas Wall
Rights
2003 Blood Ruby
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November 16, 2003
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MP3 4.8 MB, 128 kbps, 0:00
Story behind the song
Thomas wrote the basic instrumental tracks for this song about a year ago and it has evolved over time into one of our most complex songs. Cynthia chose the theme of the lyrics based on the "cosmopolitan" sound of the guitars in the chorus and wrote the vocal melody based on Thomas' lead guitar line in the verses. This song showcases Cynthia soaring in her upper range throughout the verses, contrasting nicely with Margaret's airy and melodic vocals in the choruses. Margaret's bass playing and overall musicianship--especially in the keyboard and guitar solos toward the end of the song--bring it all to a whole new level, as do the sampled satellite transmissions. A conceptual piece that keeps getting higher and deeper until the delightfully trippy "spaced-out" ending.
Lyrics
Shuttled through narrow gaps All these walls line our trap Brick and steel glass concrete No more field, and no more tree Babel Babel rising cleaves the air Babel Babel winding climbs the stair Baby baby listen can't you hear? Babble babble is the language here Windows stack ladder lines In between the gutters climb Edges cut, corners meet Angles tear at the angel's wings High above checkered streets Pitch the roof at the peak Pigeon coo, patch of blue Pinhole sun in a penthouse room Babel Babel rising cleaves the air Babel Babel winding climbs the stair Baby baby listen can't you hear? Babble babble braying in my ears Higher still, raise the cranes Lift us up beyond our fate Kiss the mouth of heaven's bell From the pinnacles of hell One more floor, two more feet Always just out of reach One more brick, almost there Vanish in the thinning air Babel Babel rising cleaves the air Babel Babel winding climbs the stair Baby baby listen can't you hear? Babble babble fills the atmosphere Babel Babel rising cleaves the air Babel Babel winding climbs the stair Baby baby listen can't you hear? Babble babble echoes everywhere Lyrics (c) 2003 Cynthia Conrad and Margaret Browning
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