CD Ghost - If Only

All That Is

I Prefer Adventure

"Unless", the sophomore album by Los Angeles 3-piece Crescendo: www.wwnbb.net/artists/crescendo/

Crescendo - Repulsor

Love, you bring me to my knees
I'll do anything that you tell me to
We can share the same disease
I'll sacrifice my heart to you
Holding hands eternally
Laughing together, so happily
We dug our hands in the garden
To bury our little problem
Where the flowers die, little heathen
Where the flowers die, and stop breathing
We dug our hands in the garden
To bury our little problem
Where the flowers die, little heathen
Where the flowers die, and stop breathing
We'll carve our names into a tree
Before we dissolve under our skin
Forever is something we can be
Oh my sweet carcinogen
Holding hands eternally
Laughing together, so happily
We dug our hands in the garden
To bury our little problem
Where the flowers die, little heathen
Where the flowers die, and stop breathing
We dug our hands in the garden
To bury our little problem
Where the flowers die, little heathen
Where the flowers die, and stop breathing

Little Heathen

Chalice

Belltown

"In Absentia," off of Cathedral Bells' debut album out March 6th, 2020. Follow Cathedral Bells and add "In Absentia" to your playlists here ~ https://open.spotify.com/album/5BXJPYAsjsJYx6eBzfn5c5

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Cathedral Bells - "In Absentia"

Roll The Dice

The first single from CD Ghost's third EP "Dreams We Share", out on November 13th, 2020.

Music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KLaaZYHL1Qw

Take a walk outside
Ask a flower why
If it can't decide
Then just sing this lullaby
Hear it again
The song in the wind
That draws me within
You see me but I'm not here

I'm at peace but still can't seem to dream
A summer spent between our bed and crowded streets

Life passes us by
Forgot to ask why
With your hands in mine
Waiting on another time
Bright day, blue sky
Ask a reaper why
Well look at the time
The sun sets but we don't care

I'm at peace but still can't seem to dream
A summer spent between our bed and crowded streets

In the end are we
Passengers by sea
Who never perceive
The joy in absurdity
Sing one more time
Burn straight through the night

I'm at peace but still can't seem to dream
A summer spent between our bed and crowded streets

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