(a folk demo for the terminally ill... a melodious guide for passing ... or just a song I wrote in the woods)
lyrics
No one here in this room tonight
will make it to the other side
and all the time in your life
you spent in flight
goes faint to fading
Faint to fading light
forlorn to unborn
falling further from the star
Every mourning son
shall rise just to sink
once again with frozen eye
Dreams, they say are not real
but that's a lie, for dreams are what survive
Beyond the falling of faces
far beyond spaces witnessed by the eye
Beyond the human glow
Beyond the pain
through secret doors inside the brain
One holy candle burning
I'm learning to be flicker not the flame
Beyond the human glow
Beyond the pain
Through secret doors inside the brain
One holy candle burning
where you're learning
to be flicker not the flame
No one here in this room survives
that's how it keeps its dream alive
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth
supported by 4 fans who also own “Quest To Succumb”
What a band, worth every penny and minutes of your time to listen, they vary form track to track, yet keep the underlying feel of a hippy 60/70's sound, at least that's how I hear it, from the funky plucks to the expansive guitars, they weave a lush filled sound, an experience to be sure.
Be smiley.
Tbesla. ☺ Tbesla