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Trapping In
03:56
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I can give away my dreams because
I don’t sleep anyway, I switch the phase
I morph into strange shapes
The pace change, the pace change
The downs are just low bass
We oscillate, we oscillate
Down goes the road and the children play
Don’t let the parents play
The highway’s not safe, the highway’s not safe
Down goes the road and the children play
Don’t let the parents play
It’s the end of their day, it’s the end of our day
And every other morning the crippled old bodies
Of the sky rise their heads up
And we can’t take our eyes off
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2. |
As We're About To Fall
04:14
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As we’re about to fall our fall grows to summer
Which grows the leaves on the houses
Our midnight walls are not concrete, made of thin air
We together breathe in and out and
You are the bed I always want to sleep in and
May the sea be our blanket we cover with
Our midnight walls are not concrete, made of thin air
Together we breathe in and out
What we face
Is just another face of us
We make funny grins
We cover the roots with our feet and keep distance
From swarms of wings that follow us
And gaze at the animals changing shape
Third figure is dancing in grace
We pass along the tracks and trains
Notice perspective change, proportions change
We pass along the tracks and trains
Notice perspective change
What we face
Is just another face of us
We make funny grins, yeah
And you are the bed I always want to sleep in
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3. |
In This Dance
03:47
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I recall your name
And you recall me
A glance of debate
Took short to enroll me
The bounds see through
City’s transparent and dancing
Leading through the crocked route
Us people so fragile though antic
I see through you
You are transparent still dancing
This is taking us to
Where’s a light to turn off
In this dance, we’re struggling
In this
There’s a chance we will reappear
In bliss
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4. |
Stoneworks
03:58
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We’re on the fringe of our city
And the contact is static
In these frantic times of towers and castles
Legs are running like crazy
Torches light up with magic
And every single future end up in tragic
On a hundredth stonework brick our relation has been built
On a hundredth stonework brick structures rises swaying
We’re on the fringe of our city
And the contact is static
While watching all the houses burn exposing the skyline
On a hundredth stonework brick our relation has been built
On a hundredth stonework brick structures rises swaying
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Deeper Upper Lithuania
Deeper Upper is a four-piece band that already secured its place among strongest indie scene’s players in the
Baltic’s.
By putting together synthesized sounds, powerful drum beats and fancy guitar effects they create stories of a modern human being in the digital era. They will make you fall in love with them just to crush you, but they will also be the only cure you could get.
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