vibrant distortion and clockwork beats
alternative
electro
electronica
shoegaze
upbeat
soul
fresh
garage
experimental
dream pop
radiohead
dark
idm
tribal
uk
england
passion
passionate
bjork
natural
chaotic
thom yorke
art beats
love music
empathy
art electro
Story behind the song
This song is about when you are in a semi-concious state, and you cant tell whats real.
Lyrics
wake up,
your violin's broken,
watch out,
your poppy
field is in flames.
you're struggling, calm down
let it go and lie back
on a white pillow.
tears fall at the window,
stop looking
your eyes cannot see this.
droplets of ice,
frozen with solitude.
your heart is a wasteland,
the shadows play around.
bliss under cold cloth,
and pain creeps up behind you.
the wooden floorboards creak,
you know it's there.
please dont lose your voice.
or your flowers will wilt.
Stray and wandering,
an empty hall.
the door of mankind invites you down the path,
to the rose garden.
a grave welcome by the all of nothingness,
scathes and etches its way
until it nests.
dust hangs still in the air,
strung up by the ropes meant for the persecuted.
like clockwork, the rust falls once again,
as if the frame is shedding its skin.
cinders fly,
the earth moves.
can your hear those distant sounds.
do they seem distant to you,
they should resonate clarity, but a token of existance,
imprinted on your soul
has boarded up the door to life.