Roots Remain

 

And the sky opened up and it swallowed us whole
All that's left is time and healing underground
Underneath us the cosmic dawn of war begins
We resolve and watch as it all crumbles down

Your adventure is dark and it hides beyond the cells
All I feel alive, the hearts will prevail
The stolen eye was found and given to the lost soul
While the moon sets far and the milestones seem low

Beauty fades
Deaths decay
Fires on high
Reach the sky
Branches break
Roots remain
Strong in mind
Beauty

And all that I have come to lose
Gone so long it doesn't matter anyway
And all that I have come to gain
Will remain with me until the bitter end
And when you sit and picture me
Remember sitting in the sun and dancing in the rain
The end is not the end, you see
It's just the recognition of a memory

The eyes
The face
The lips
The tongue
The end
The end

Mastodon - Roots Remain

Music will always be my palladium, my wings behind my back and steady soil under my feet, be the unfading gaze that looks to the past and the hand that will always guide me into the future, warming my hand with its own, in this hushed and grim world, imperceptibly crumbling apart with each passing day.
But my roots run so deep in the earth, and there they touch yours.
Thank you for this song sparkling in its endless and awe beauty. Thank you for borrowing me your (sublime) voice so I can finally speak, breaking the silence of my longing heart.

Liquid

 

I'm a spectre in your dreams
I'm drowning in your sleep
I'm divided
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm different when I’m me
I just can’t fight it

I'm melting down into your mould
I'm doing what I'm told
'Cause I am liquid
I'd paint a picture just for you
'Cause that's what people do
I'm so conflicted

I'd sink through the floorboards
And onto your lips
'Cause I am liquid

Because I'm floating out to sea
I'm asleep and I'm liquid
I'm drifting in a dream
Just for me, and I'm liquid, and I'm liquid

What can I say
I’m floating away
I'm thinking of changing my name
But I'm different when I'm with you
Different when I'm with you
I thought I was done
I've only begun
To get to the person I was
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone
(Because I'm floating out to sea)
(I'm asleep and I'm liquid)
(I'm drifting in a dream)
(Just for me, and I'm liquid)

Boston Manor - Liquid (Acoustic)

/ Tender in the wound way. /

My amazed heart can only say that this is an absolutely new, unseen before and I thought nonexistent level of tenderness...
So this is why I'm sinking into you...?

Nurture

You're the only one
I think the world of
Even the darkest things
Need to be loved

You stay believing that hope is a cycle
Hands up, giving your life to an idol
Know your part, and play it well
In time, the earth becomes our hell

You've got that medicine
And it's making me sick
Hands pulling me down
You better catch me quick

I need to be sure of you
I need to be sure, because

There must be something more
As I enter disease
Life's pulling me down
Won't you catch me please?

Nurture me

Black out my eyes
Until there's nothing to spare
I've been fighting my sleep
But you were never there
Static creeping and shaping the air
I've been fighting to see
Someone who isn't there

Happy or just distracted?
I need to feel
Like everything is real
I am imperfection
You were sent from above
Nurture me in love with love

Thornhill - Nurture

It's true... It really feels like you were sent from above and now you're the only one I think the world of.
It's as if you've given me life, lifted me up so high that my whole familiar world has become just tiny patterns on a vast endless canvas somewhere far below, and at the same time I feel as if I'm standing on my knees and looking up into the unreachable heights. This vocalist is something unspeakable, this expression, these colors, these emotional shimmers, this power and beauty enveloping me and tearing me from the inside. Oh, all those epithets are nothing compared to how they make me feel.

 

Wave after Wave

From the trees
From the deep
I am rising

Moving with the pace of your dreams
I am lingering

Where our voices join the choir
Where our numb bodies sleep
In a place where moments drift
Silence hits in wave after wave

Under careful watch from the stars
Under a shelter of blue and green
Whispers suppressed by snow
Silence hits in wave after wave

With the crows
With black wings
I am flying
Running with the pack of my own will
I am closing in
I hear the call
I see you fly
A motion like twin rocks

If you turn thе moon will shift its course
If you listen the rain will sing your song
Now that wе have found our path
Let it guide you
Let it carry you

  Cult of Luna - Wave after Wave

This song reminds me of the ocean... Majestic, alluring, soothing, and at the same time filling my heart with awe and anxiety, an elusive sadness, a mysterious whisper of the past of this world and a quiet lament about the inevitable end of all existence, which to us, the grains of sand at the bottom of this ocean, always seemed an eternity.
And when I listen to this song, it seems that I am listening to the endless heartbeat of the sea and find its response deep within me, merging with it, dissolving in it, becoming part of something incomprehensibly great, yet so fragile...

Closure

 

Breathe, trust, bless me and release
Climb hard or never be seen
Closed off, rescue to breathe
Just bless me

Two-sided time
Your rebirth can't hurt
Branch out behind
The pain

Had to turn and lay down, your sting of disease
Phase you out, should've seen this coming
Go on confusing this soul
Hold my breath 'til you rupture

Three days aside
Your rebirth can't hurt
Branch out behind
Pride

Like a leech, I hold on as if we belonged
To some precious pure dream
Cast off, you've seen what's beneath
Now fail me

Forget closure
Forget closure
Forget closure
Forget closure

Closure has come to me myself
You will never belong to me
Closure has come to me myself
You will never belong to me

 

Chevelle - Closure

I knew that one day tides will bring me back to you... closer than ever before.
I am drifting in the peace of mind that you gave me, I close my eyes and start to see imberable beauty appearing out of darkness, while tasting this bittersweet ache in my heart. This is the sound of the music I am craving to release my feelings under, but the sound of your voice takes my words away... Melodies you woven make me lost in thought, sinking deeper in the depths of what lies beneath the words you speak with, as I start wandering above horizons, walking on the thin line on the brink of non-existence.

The Valley

 

Circle down to the mouth of the valley
Kneel now down at the face, at the gate
As every footfall crumbles so fast beneath me
Under the weight of this Eternal Shame
And to you who've given up in the Valley
And to you who've given all to its wake
Just another endless night falls around thee
Just another grey landscape to face

I want to step into the armor of another, stronger
I want to look once through the eyes of someone good
So I can gather up the names of our mothers
And wash away the shame and lift them to sainthood

But if you have given up in the valley
And if you have given all to its wake
Just another endless nightfall around me
Just another fucked up thing I can't save

But always run forever miles, does it end?
Then another wall rises in the distance
Their horizon parts for none
Where mothers failed, to carry all their weight
I will be brave, yes I will be brave

You see them?
All those who have fallen
Stacked up like stones in a pile
A tower of failures
So twisted and vile
You see them there?
Ancient and seething
Up in a pyre
Get them out of My Way

 Emma Ruth Rundle & Thou - The Valley

When you are so tired from reality, when you dream of finding a path that will lead you to a quiet secluded place, far from prying eyes, far from the whole world, to a place where you can find hope and consolation, this path can always be found in music... Sometimes music is just the feelings. Sometimes it's history. And sometimes it's the whole world...
And this music from its first chords feels so hauntingly real, as if it puts its cool hand on your eyes, closing them, envelops you with strong but gentle embrace and slowly guide you to a heavy patterned door which will lead you to secret place - brand new world where reality is intertwined with history, with fiction, with a fairy tale, with a secret... And you start to see images of the old world, as it once was, as they slowly begin to rise out of the fog, the road leads you further and further, through misty fields, sinking in the evening twilight, under the canopy of trees, to the spurs of the mountains, to the somber castles, in which life once boiled and history was made, but now only ghostly gusts of cold wind are inconsolably trying to find their shelter, amid the eternal darkness and forever asleep memory...
A great journey that can be made in those achingly beautiful few minutes while this song lasts. Not just a song, but a moment captured in time, a work of withered beauty and an perpetual world of imagination...