1. |
Sense Of Place
05:32
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Take a bow
and look around
are you content
with what you see and feel
just one more day
I had all the time in the world
but it never felt just right
i had all the time in the world
but it never felt just right
with your passion gone
and you're all alone
take your final bow and look around
it's hard to sleep at night
with no sense of place
I had all the time in the world
but it never felt just right
i had all the time in the world
but it never felt just right
with your passion gone
and you're all alone
take your final bow and look around
it's hard to sleep at night
with no sense of place
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2. |
She Moves Like Waves
04:18
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She moves like the waves of the sea
in between lights
out the corner of my eye
she speaks in rhymes and riddles to hide
what never sees the light of day
we'll try to catch the sun in our hands
one more foolish try for connection
all around i hear that sound
the silence is deafening to our ears
strangers meet on the green side
on the green side
in that green light that warm warm glow
on the green side
in that green light that warm warm glow
averting eyes eyes meet the first time
now you understand what we are
and I hear that sound again
the silence is deafening to our ears
strangers meet on the green side
on the green side
in that green light that warm warm glow
on the green side
in that green light that warm warm glow
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The Holy Address
05:32
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Some of us give their lives to the moon
some of us choose to praise the sun
some of us think everything is about sound
we are the ones who would
stray from the old machine
on this wave we will ride
making the sound of your life
we walk into the unknown
we know we'll never reach the end
what runs deep must run silent
this is our reason to carry on
we are the ones who would
stray from the old machine
on this wave we will ride
making the sound of your life
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5. |
Crushing Winds
05:01
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Life's irrelevant
for the winds are blowing cold
times a second guess
for the winds are blowing cold
crows feet on your face
tells me that the winds are blowing cold
searching high and searching low
for the winds are blowing cold
they tell me that the good die young
you're just etching by
so if all the good die you so why
why are you still alive
all seasons change
for the winds are blowing cold
biting cold
see life, see life pass by
see life, see life pass by
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6. |
Last Moment Of The Dream
03:57
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Close your eyes
and fall asleep
dreaming of your wings of fire
flickering embers burn
flying high towards the sun
all things seem so clear
all your visions stir
nightbirds sing to you
you understand their sullen songs
chaos and order
where all is one and one's the same
all things seem so clear
all your visions stir
last moment of the dream
now it's time
last moment of the dream
now it's time
it's time
now it's time
to wake up
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7. |
Gospel Of The Timid
05:15
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A stream of red
flows by your side
you feel the warmth as you open your eyes
as you hear the stirring sounds outside
you get up and brush the lint off your side
trying to tell yourself
it's alright
convincing yourself once again that it's alright
I see you walk on down that road
I see you talking to yourself
what's wrong?
I see you walk on down that road
I see you talking to yourself
you take a walk to the woods or the beach
stare right out to the endless sea
watch the sun beam down between the leaves
i know you're tired and you feel worn out
there's more than what lies on the burning ground
don't think about the faces in the crowd
a stream of red flows by your side
you feel the warmth as you open your eyes
trying to tell youself that its alright
I see you walk on down that road
I see you talking to yourself
what's wrong?
I see you walk on down that road
I see you talking to yourself
average faces in the crowd
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Umbersound New York, New York
Doom/Death that
escapes into mood and story
From Joe D'angelo: longtime guitarist for Grey Skies
Fallen
Umbersound’s first EP “Sense of Place” was funded and supported through the New York City Arts grant, NYFA.
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