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The Cardigans - Step On Me

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"While the statue is the raw material of nightmares, there is something soothing about the idea that even a beast like this might be harnessed; that there is the chance of such an ally, for those who crack the code of offerings and prayer. Whether it is actually listening, it is impossible to tell. The thought that it even might, however, is something to hold onto in the dark."

( - Sunless Skies, 'Carillon - An Overgrown Shrine' storylet)
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"The man who is traveling and does not yet know the city awaiting him along his route wonders what the palace will be like, the barracks, the mill, the theater, the bazaar. In every city of the empire every building is different and set in a different order: but as soon as the stranger arrives at the unknown city [...], he immediately distinguishes which are the princes’ palaces, the high priests’ temples, the tavern, the prison, the slum. This – some say – confirms the hypothesis that each man bears in his mind a city made only of differences, a city without figures and without form, and the individual cities fill it up.

This is not true of Zoe. [...] The traveler roams all around and has nothing but doubts: he is unable to distinguish the features of the city, the features he keeps distinct in his mind also mingle. He infers this: if existence in all its moments is all of itself, Zoe is the place of indivisible existence. But why, then, does the city exist? What line separates the inside from the outside, the rumble of wheels from the howl of wolves?"

( - Italo Calvino, 'Invisible Cities')

Kyrie

Нежная

lyrics:

I don’t really like to say what’s on mind
feel like my hands and tongue are tied when I’m with you
when I’m with you
(x2)


you said “talk to me when you need it”
what’s the point if you don’t mean it?
too many missed calls
give me a reason
you don’t listen when I’m grieving 

I’ve been looking left and right for a reason
get excited when you’re leaving for the weekend
ima make a couple bands off the feeling
I just need a pen and paper, I don’t need them

tell me where you at when I’m hurting?
I can’t say a word without feeling like a burden

(yeah yeah yeah)

always feeling uncertain
gotta cut em off, close the blinds and the curtains

you don’t know what you do to me
fuck round with my head like you can’t believe 
I’m fine, I’ll be better when you fucking leave

(yeah yeah yeah)

I don’t really like to say what’s on mind
feel like my hands and tongue are tied when I’m with you
when I’m with you
(x2)

tongue tied

my personal favorite off the EP

produced by waves

lyrics:

It’s been running through my head
All the things I could’ve said
If I did, you wouldn’t listen 
So I’ll save it til I’m dead

(til I’m dead- dead-)

Does it even matter anymore?
Stuck with this feeling in my core
Something that I never felt before
won’t let me go

I don’t wanna talk about it
I feel it wrap it’s arms around
Put its hands over my mouth
Feel the need to scream and shout
But when I try it won’t come out

Would anybody hear me?
Would anybody hear me if i tried?
If I’m screaming for my life
When I’m needing for a sign
Can you show me it’s alright?

Can you show me?
(Can you show?)
Can you show me?
(Can you show?)
Can you show me?
(Can you show?)
Can you show me?
(Can you show?)

It’s been running through my head
All the things I could’ve said
If I did, you wouldn’t listen 
So I’ll save it til I’m dead

(til I’m dead- dead-)

Does it even matter anymore?
Stuck with this feeling in my core
Something that I never felt before
Won’t let me go
(x2)

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