Far.from.close
by Instead of Ink
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Digital Album
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Lights Off
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Today 10th
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It Sounds Familiar
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Nonbeing
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released 01 May 2010
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- Track Name: Stealing Cypher
- My fear of losing, my dear, is disappearing. Warmth swallowed up by the cold. Freezing the oceans. Poor, living above black gold you’re dying to hold. From my bed I can see the stars and the rain falling, washing me away and watering the land. Old, heritage left treasure-troves you’re eager to possess. Bare feet walking for days to bring back so little that helps so much.
- Track Name: Uncurable Wound / Breathe Part I / Breathe Part II / The Ghost's Escape
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Uncurable Wound
An uncurable wound is breaking me from the inside out. A promise you brought it down, but at first you swore it loud. As the brown of your eyes follows my fall I beg you to spare the scars of my broken heart. Buried and kept in this old box for your sake with the empty note of the last you wrote. My look seems empty. Bloodshot eyes of tears that will never dry.
Breathe Part I
So close again for the last time. Your hands are melted to mine. I remember you the last line you wrote in my mind. I was begging for these words never said. I was lying when I said it would be enough.
Breathe Part II
I was breathing for you, starving for a breeze to flow through. Sharp lies to swallow and to close your eyes on. Keep each word deep inside your lungs and don’t ever let it go.
The Ghost’s Escape
The words are screaming. The words are fading. Each breathing goes as a ghost. - Track Name: Silent Waltz
- Dancing around, headless and cold. I am sleeping and the skies did all fall down. The static from our hands was the ending of us, you said. Floating beyond. Nearly no gravity. Overwhelmed by a freezing silence. Fixed eyes into the dark blue. Dance steps led by the flow. The static is now drowned.
- Track Name: Today 10th
- This is the time to find out what happened while you had that blackout. Your reflect is a character acting in your flickering parts of lucidity. On the second I heard a name that sounded familiar. For a second I knew me. Your fist still hurts as the dream ends, and the nightmare begins. Whose blood is on your shirt?
- Track Name: It Sounds Familiar
- This winter is counting days, another year lost in the past and no one did hear a sound. As a slow motion replays we are falling down. So much vibrations of a voice dying in the sky; memories of a name. Sometimes it is hard to know when it will be mine. Sometimes it is hard to know when it will be yours. I will keep my eyes open until yours fall and I will hold your life from your fate. We are hanging from the ground, the sky is starving, your name is calling and no one hears a sound.
- Track Name: Beliefs
- Sickness is crossing his way but he walks away. Healthy as he wants to stay. Uninvolved, unconcerned. What is inside you? Is it just a difference of chemicals? All the books, all the lines, all the words stripped down to find a spark of a hint. He is now what he feared but he knows, he believes. He is now a sick man trying to spread a disease, a cure. The cure is not in silence.
- Track Name: Nonbeing
- I walk in those empty streets to find what I am living for, to find something that could fill my bloodless heart. But all I can see is a black and white scenery with faceless actors; they are looking down and careless. Ripped page of the story. There is probably somewhere I could see a smile on a face. All those blank faces scare me. My blood flows cold. My wings are loosing feathers. I am falling anyway, you cannot stop me.
- Track Name: 32 Hours
- Out of breath I ran for hours. I can’t stop until he is out of sight. Over me, he is dropping his shadow, he darkens every rainbow, he is washing out all I know. As if he reads my mind; as if I leave a path to follow. Setting bridges on fire and places I went in flames. A train ticket or a stowaway. His footsteps in front of me. As he is getting closer I can see clearer that he is one of the river filling my ocean.
