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Simplicity

High State Of Entropy from the EP Hush House by The Doppler Shift (2013). 
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High State Of Entropy

Hush House from the EP Hush House by The Doppler Shift (2013). 
www.thedopplershift.co.uk

Hush House

'Tell Tale Signs Of Giving Up' From the EP 'Hush House' (2013). www.thedopplershift.co.uk

Tell Tale Signs Of Giving Up

Tread Lightly On Me

Day - Month - Year

Seven Year Itch

Best Seat In The House

Ghost Limb

Thousand Year Search For A Quick Fix

Hush House by the Doppler Shift taken from the recent Hush House EP

Music from The Casual Vacancy Trailer

The second single from our long in the making album 'The Lost Art of Living'

Atrophy
It’s time to look close, It’s time to reflect
It’s time to get checked all that’s above the neck
Are the lucky ones those who are never even born at all

the colour’s been bleached from out of the eyes
The marrow has started to caramalise
As I perish inside, everyone else seems to thrive
And I cannot decide what it is to be alive.

I crawl into myself
I crawl into myself
I crawl into myself
Living is just not enough
it’s just not enough

A mind is a terrible thing to be lost.
But a mind is a terrible thing, full stop.
I cannot control the input and output commands

A lesion exists on the tissues that lie
On the brain that once lived but long since atrophied
As I perish inside, everyone else seems to thrive
Still I cannot decide what it is to be alive.

I crawl into myself
I crawl into myself
I crawl into myself
Living is just not enough
it’s just not enough

Raise your pulse
Breath to waste
The time is ripe
But still we sit and wait
It’s gone but still we wait
For nothing, nothing, nothing,
Stop.

It’s time to look close, It’s time to inspect
the smallest of worlds where the miracle’s kept
As I cherish this life everyone else seems to die
Still I cannot decide if what I am feeling’s alive
No I cannot decide What it is to be alive
No I cannot decide what it is to be alive

© 2011 The Doppler Shift



Atrophy

Wilderness

No Such Thing as Monsters

Action=Reaction

Coffin Boy

http://youtu.be/ykOx9pLdtzY

The Man Who Was Forever Haunted by His Head
Put your hands in my hands
Guide me
I don’t understand
Myself

Bang goes a flash then
Crash goes the life I know
I hope
You’re world goes up in smoke

Put your lips on my lips
Remind me
Of all the good that exists
Unseen

Bang goes a flash then
Crash goes the world I know
And here’s the joke
I am my last hope

Demon
Be gone
This sickness can’t go on

Fair Weather
Friend
Farewell this tale must end

Because in stars
We’re born
In they’re death new life can form

Reach out
Reach out
Beyond this mortal form

Reach out
Reach out
And let thy world be gone

The Man Who Was Forever Haunted by His Head

The Lost Art of Living
Let the last living soul be enlightened
And as he walks with his god through the dead
Watch as he begs for their lives
In exchange for the thoughts in his head

I confused all my power for wisdom
It seems not all the great minds think alike
And all of my riches were stolen
So I had to face what’s inside

So pour me a double, fetch me the bottle
Until all my troubles are gone
Because I’ve hit the bottom
But the bottom won’t hold me for long

And they all hold me down and watch as I drown
I’m their light bearing angel hurled down
To the ground

Is it better to be loved than feared
To keep your enemies near and your god
Away from here

And now that I’ve caught your attention
I assume that you’ll all listen well
Then return to your homes and your lives
and slowly slip back under the spell

For in trying to kill off your demons
You killed off your angels instead
Now you feel like your trapped in the moment
You feel like your not in your head

So pour me a double now fetch me the bottle
Who gives a fuck anymore
Because I’ve hit the bottom
But the bottom won’t hold me for long

So let’s all be saved

© 2011 – The Doppler Shift

Lost Art of Living

We could launch into the intricate details of the droll existences that formed our lives before ‘The Doppler Shift’ took shape, but those stories are locked in vaults waiting for their release in drunken tales and Eulogies.

The important part of the story and where this particular little tale should begin, is behind the crooked blacked out windows and on the soiled shoe scuffed streets of Brighton in Sussex, where four like-minded (read: bitter, cynical and creatively frustrated) individuals of mixed stature began meddling with clicks and pops that would finally gestate into rhythms and beats.

Inspired by the broadest and smallest of life’s trivialities, our charge is to draw attention to what others might miss. Some things are too small to see, others too great, in either case we are trying with each anxious lyric and nervous melody to find a way of telling something that may have gone unnoticed.

Why?

Because often it’s hard to see things for yourself. Because the subtleties of life that are so often overlooked, bring with them the highest rewards.



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