sad sickness

Sweet Stuff

hard

You can order the full 'Seven Hours' EP (CD/10" Vinyl/DL) out September 30 on Erased Tapes from http://www.erasedtapes.com/store/index/ERATP051

Lungful

Take in a breath and treasure the light
Don’t let them see you move, you've got nothing to prove
Hold out your palms and place them in mine
Don’t let me feel you shake, in fear they find mistake

Silence the song with bugles that play
You need to hear the call, they’re wishing you to fall
Don’t let them see you fail
I will not let you fail

© Douglas Dare 2013

Seven Hours (Bonus Digital Booklet Version)

Lungful

whisper:
weeping over our lives
in darkness, as billows roll,
morning for ourselves
that he might pity us,
hating ourselves
for what we are now.
voice:
All our words fall lifeless,
Broken down and soft,
Like a hawk without wings,
Pale tune without a song.
I recall when our words weren't so cold.

Innocent don't play here
Fields purged with bombs
Pouring fire on children
Will you buy yours another dog?
How can we suffer you any more?
chorus:
Where are our warriors
When all the guns are pointed
At our heads in the name of the law
To lawfully kill for profit?

All that I see are liars and thieves
Making the laws and making the wars.
On the TV they talk about peace
And we obediently pay for it all.

These psychopaths feed on power and greed
We can no longer be fucking around.
The warriors are here, the hour is near,
We'll put them in the cold, open ground.

name your price

Cold Open Ground

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Coffee

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Abstract - EP

Odyssey

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This song is about dancing  with the muse...  the creative spirit which often feels to me, like a little bird...  elusive and surprisingly powerful.
Thanks to my lovely son Flint for the little bird photo - a New Zealand wax-eye.

Come little bird fly to me....       

Come little bird fly to me
soft as a feather a song wild and flying free
come little bird sing to me
spin and dance in the limitless stars

Come little bird fly to me
I am cold I’m alone and I don’t like the way  that I
fill up my silences
dance all my days in deep sorrow

Come little bird fly to me
through the ocean of silence the way that our hearts keep on
breaking to pieces you’ll never ever know
that you’d been there until you arrived

Come little bird fly to me
through the deep layers of dreaming the webs we have woven 
to bind us down fast, the deep well of sadness
in which I fear I be drowning

Come little bird fly to me
in the mirror of silence reflection of dreams spilling 
over and under and sweet down the 
deep of your cheeks...

Come little bird... fly to me

From Foster The People's debut album TORCHES available May 24.

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Torches

Pumped Up Kicks

from The Point Of No Return, released 09 June 2014 - Bellring
hugokant.com : http://hugokant.com/thepointofnoreturn/
bandcamp : https://hugokant.bandcamp.com/album/the-point-of-no-return

(Hugo Kant / Kathrin deBoer)
All instruments and programming : Hugo Kant
Vocals : https://soundcloud.com/kathrin-deboer

The Point Of No Return

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The Event Log (feat. Kathrin de Boer)

Segunda gravação do nosso futuro primeiro disco. Letra de cunho político, sem necessariamente estar conectada com a realidade (!?!). Uma homenagem ao país da Copa do Mundo. Letra e música por Thiago R. da Silva. 
Baixo/Voz - Thiago R. da Silva
Guitarras - Gabriel Alexandre
Bateria - Felipe Silva
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Second recordin of our upcoming first album. Lyrics with a strong political view, not necessarily connected to reality (!?!). A tribute to the World Cup's current host. Music and Lyrics by Thiago R. da Silva.
Bass/Vocals - Thiago R. da Silva
Guitars - Gabriel Alexandre
Drums - Felipe Silva

SHE’S A SAINT

She claims the invention of democracy
Says she eradicated poverty
She looks so easy to be imitated
But no one’s fit to do it perfectly

She says to use resources properly
But travels first class guaranteed
Her pal says 8 years cover 500
And waves goodbye with 4 fingers

She dresses just like Mao and
She’s always speaking proudly loud
She’s a role model for a puppet
She’s a saint, she’s a saint

She uses oil like earrings
And loves to bathe on it accompanied
Bribes and negotiates positions there
Where 40 bitches laugh at our faces

She dresses just like Mao and
She’s always speaking proudly loud
She’s a role model for a puppet
She’s a saint, she’s a saint

She’s sister in arms with a revolution
And still pisses on the constitution
Her god is named after a squid
And on tv we see a perfect saint

She dresses just like Mao and
She’s always speaking proudly loud
She’s a role model for a puppet
She’s a saint, she’s a saint




She's A Saint

Quarta gravação do nosso primeiro álbum "Chaos Lives In Fur". Letra por Thiago R. da Silva. Música por Dust Commando.

Baixo/Vocais - Thiago R. da Silva
Guitarras - Gabriel Alexandre
Bateria - Felipe Silva
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Forth recording of our upcoming album "Chaos Lives In Fur".  Lyrics by Thiago R. da Silva. Music by Dust Commando.

Bass/Vocals - Thiago R. da Silva
Guitars - Gabriel Alexandre
Drums - Felipe Silva

HOLD ON

No one’s ever really gone that far
No one’s ever had a glimpse on what’s there
Would you rather see it or
Wait a lifetime to see the truth if you could

Patience is a virtue I don’t own
Patience is an ally I don’t know
I can smell a decent smoke from far
But I just can’t wait to blow my mind

Life’s just too mysterious
I just can’t bear to hold on
God’s just an idea I love
But it doesn’t make no sense at all

Daylight is a gift and this I know
Daylight is a wonder, it makes me so bold
But at night some things happen though
At night dreams take over and it’s wonderful

I can barely hold my breath now
But the time has come to dive deep
I would take the whole world with me
But I know this journey is lonely, and you won’t join me

Chorus  
 

Hold On

Enough Is Enough

Lyrics

Joan S. Stanley-Morgan
left and took my dog away
yeah she took my dog away
and when i final found out
you know it shook me the bone
like the pain of the unknown
and if i'm here tomorrow
you know i'll be looking for my friend
and if i see old joan s.
one of us
yeah one of us is gonna end up dead

young vicky don't believe it
it's just the voices in your head
and there screaming out
crying for sweet revenge
listen to me 
it's all in your head

low and behold my savior
when my backs against the
when my backs against the wall
you think you can save her
you hope i stumble trip or fall
stumble trip or fall
but i can't see your logic
and i know you can't see my point of view
and if you stand between us
i wont hesitate
no i wont hesitate to shoot you down

young vicky can't you see it?
the untimeliness of your fate
this arrogance
your war hungry and irate
and my sympathies to your needs
are wearing dangerously thin
it's your decision
but i'll make you pay the price
i'll take your life, i wont think twice
i'll shoot you down young ricky reed
that's a promise I hope i never have to keep


The Ballad Of Vicky Reid Pt 1

She Just Wept (Starsailor)

DLZ (TV On The Radio Cover)

My Ever Lovin Mind

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Truth

All artwork by Hsinyen Lin.
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Our albums are free on Bandcamp.
http://glowandtheforest.bandcamp.com

Lyrics 
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they suck you all in 
it's over 
with youth 
and cute costumes 

and everybody else too 

they point their smiles 
in tandem 
at you 
and your friends too 

and everybody else too 

they suck you all in 
it's over 

she wasn't there 
saying I love you 
she wasn't there 
saying I'll be your friend 
she wasn't there 
saying I'll be for you 

they suck you all in 
it's over 
with youth 
and cute costumes 

and everybody else too 

they point their smiles 
in tandem 
at you 
and your friends too 

she wasn't there 
saying I love you 
she wasn't there 
saying I'll be your friend 
she wasn't there 
saying I'll be for you

Suspension Bridge

Experimental music project peripheral to art rock with a post rock lilt.


Cold Open Ground

The End Of Science