1. |
||||
|
The lust of the cities tunnels our way
To think we're sinking a foot every day
The forest lies sidewise
On a truck roaring out of here
All is well when the well runs clear
Time to sell what you never held dear
The fault lines intact
And the lightning claps
Cavorting all over the countryside
Making believe you're the only child
In a world made just for you
The sun could never burn right through
All is hell when the well runs dry
Time to sell what you've always prized
The dust bowl has cracked
And the lightning claps
Clinging tight to the atmosphere
When no one bothered counting the years
The miracles profane
And now it just won't rain
|
||||
2. |
||||
|
How shall we depart
How did we get this far
Without approval from the guards up above
Tainted from the start
How did we get this far
With the approval of the gods down below
Color coded wales
Borne aloft by these sentimental tales
We can sail without sails
We must appeal to the starry shadowed veils
Hanging off the yard
New morals to impart
It's a trifle to erase your former selves
Now buried in the sand
The monuments of man
Behold these gardens that quiver in the dunes
Color coded wales
Borne aloft by these sentimental tales
We can sail without sails
We must appeal to the starry shadowed veils
Down to the murky depths to wash my sins
Or maybe they remain where they begin
A parallel existence at the bend
To rhyme with every forecasted end
Down through the murky depths to wash our sins
Or maybe they remain where they begin
A parallel existence at the bend
To rhyme with every forecasted end
Sequestered in the hold
From lands yet unexplored
Simulations of everything we've known
In the image of a ghost
Revolutions turn us home
There's an answer under every unturned stone
Color coded wales
Borne aloft by these sentimental tales
We can sail without sails
We must appeal to the starry shadowed veils
Color coded wales
Borne aloft by these sentimental tales
We can sail without sails
We must appeal to the starry shadowed veils
|
||||
3. |
The Narrows
03:27
|
|||
|
A sudden fury
Got me wondering
What we hunted
What we wanted
It's always easy, it's never hard
To lose the thread you've traced so far
A sudden calm now
Through the narrows
What's to fall now
It's already ruins
It's always easy, it's never hard
To lose the thread that's run so far
It's always easy, it's never hard
To lose the thread you've traced so far
A sudden haste now
To run for the gallows
A different pace now
We're out from the shadows
It's always easy, it's never hard
To lose the thread you've traced so far
It's always easy, it's never hard
To miss the sky for all the stars
It's always easy, it's never hard
To lose the thread you've traced so far
It's always easy, it's never hard
To lose the trace that was once so stark
It's always easy, it's never hard
To miss the sky for all the stars
|
||||
4. |
Lie in the Fog
04:13
|
|||
|
We'll find the water locked up
Somewhere somebody sucked up
But if we're worth our keep
We'll wake the wicked from their lonely sleep
Our path so dearly sullied
Desperately bending time around
Our bodies tightly coiled
Almost enough to bring the gavel down
I see a lie in the fog
Our visions clearly blurred now
Our mantras sailing in the wind
We twisted up our old fates
And pledged allegiance to a mystery
I see a lie in the fog
Waving about.
A wave and a bow...
We'll climb the highest mountain
So we can see clear to the coast
Quiver the longest tightrope
Ride the waves into the lonely deep
I see a lie in the fog
|
||||
5. |
The Devil Wears Nada
03:26
|
|||
6. |
Ash White
04:35
|
|||
|
Why ash white fly fall
Helen is no saint after all
Ask not why we are thrall
Envisioning clouds grow tall
Why ash white fly fall
Helen is a saint after all
Ask not why you are thrall
Billowing clouds grow tall
|
||||
7. |
Maunder Millenium
03:47
|
|||
|
Saunter through the proscenium
Maunder millennium
The need to believe supersedes everything
Maunder millennium
|
||||
8. |
Chimera Obscura
04:33
|
|||
|
Waiting on the rupture of the hulls upon the shore
When the lantern isn't shining, it's surely black as coal
Out there in the distance always waging war
Your home is a necropolis, canting toward the shore
Sifting through the wreckage the waves deliver in
Confounding any passengers' line of questioning
The evidence will wash away, like it was disease
Your treasures are the offerings that keep the gods appeased
|
||||
Susurrus Station Washington
"Breeden and Dyberg bring to the table a phenomenal display of culture and expansive instrumental talent that makes Susurrus Station and its songs almost mind-boggling." - Magnet
If you like Susurrus Station, you may also like:
Lichtenberg Figure
by Sculpture Park
Sprightly chamber-pop melodies commingle with sprawling, post rock-esque sequences across the UK band's debut.
go to album
A fascinating mash-up of jazz sensibility with Krautrock motorik on an album that mesmerizes with repetition.
go to album
But the Weight of Comfort Pulled Me Back Down
by Glasshealer
This Austin group surrounds sturdy vocal melodies with stargazing guitars and electronics.
go to album
The debut LP from Chicago's Lightleak is taut, carefully composed indie rock that doesn't lose any urgency to its intricate arrangements.
go to album
First Appearance
by G.S. Schray
“First Appearance” delivers moody, aqueous art rock, awash in gentle synths and soft ripples of guitar.
go to album
Cermony's Ross John Farrar experiments with synths, bass, & percussion to make music similar to that from the '80s homemade tape scene.
go to album
Small Comforts
by The Chairman Dances
Winsome and winning indie pop songs on the latest from The Chairman Dances, where erudite lyrics are cradled by gorgeous arrangements.
go to album
