“Light Traces” by Bucolic 
Song written and recorded by Seth a Carpenter
Mixed & Mastered by Jamie Myerson 

Bandcamp: https://bucolic.bandcamp.com
Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/bucolic1
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCERe...
Facebook: https://m.facebook.com/Bucolicechinacea/
Instagram: __bucolic__ (double underscore)
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/6AMWm...
Itunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/bu...
Deezer: https://www.deezer.com/en/artist/1408...
2019-Dad’s Office Records

Facebook: 

Lyrics: 
Deep whispers and the light traces
Caught glimpses in between frames of
Old granite, Earth and water
True sight or mirage of blotter?

I’ve become drunk and numb
Without a drug
Bled for my love

Although my shadows defy me
I’ll always keep them behind me
For comfort, companions
New Psalms echoing like canyons 

Felt dizzy and the legs seize up
Stuck still transfixed on the reason
This vista ever alluring 
All my wounds forever transforming

Through chemicals I’m subjugated
By and by forever hating
Everything that comes to me in
Dreams when I am lying under covers
Begging god to let my brothers walk
Another path than me

I’ll be oh I’ll be awakened 
Don’t care, don’t care what it takes me

Light Traces

Bucolic is music written and performed by Seth Carpenter.

https://bucolic.bandcamp.com
https://m.facebook.com/Bucolicechinacea/
@__bucolic__

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCEReaJdPEtalM8Hcra332qA

https://bucolic.bandcamp.com

It's my wörld, yöu're just living in it.

Raw instinctive singer / Composer 
Can always DM for collab.
looking forward to mix Minimal Goth HypnoTechno 
〔 Composing/singing since 4 year only more seriously, 
experiencing a lot... 
Air , moving through a new path all the time

..creating with me and my deepest feelings and senses. 
Hardly meLLow- mane & dancer
Movin through extra sensibility in senses.
❀ Multidisciplinary artist


lets reconnected to all vibrations , to Gaia and every beings.
Child, we are, of our amazing cosmos and planet and living things on.
 
In the belief that we are our greatest healer. and the sound is therapy.
ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ
ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ
Fleur de cendreヽ（◕◡◕❀ฺ ）ノ
Brume
Pluie
Nuage
Cendre