The Bay

I'm just a drop in the ocean
A tiny grain of sand
Trying to run for the shoreline
But we're miles away from land

Just lay me down beside you
Cause we've nowhere left to go
Down beneath the waves love
We move so soft and slow
So soft and slow

We hold on to each other tight
Waiting for dawn's early light
Srtanded petrified
We're waiting for the end
Down by the bayside
Where death greets you like a long lost friend

Help me find a way
Back to the start again
I've strayed too far from view
And now there's no help left to send
If I go does the world keep spinning without me
Cause if it does I don't want to know
As time slows just give me to the ocean
Steal my heart and soul

Here comes the tide
Wait for a lifeline
Place your fingers in mine
We'll wait for a lifetime

Stereo Honey - The Bay

Yesterday I explored the uncharted music trails in the hope of finding something beautiful and melancholy, and I found the perfect song for stepping into the last month of spring, still full of joy and happines, but at the same time so sad and wasting, because everything is passing away without making any sence...

 

Je T’aime Mélancolie

Quand tout est gris / When all is grey
La peine est mon amie / The sorrow is my friend
J'ai l'âme humide aussi / A long acid suicide
Tout mon être chavire / Love you, melancholy
Oh viens je t'en prie / A feeling that
C'est ton amie aussi / Leads to infinity
C'est l'élixir de mes délires / Blending the worst of my desire
Je t'aime mélancolie / Love you melancholy
 

California

XXL

Sans Logique

It was so unusual to share part of my childhood with this dark enchantress... Probably there is not a other lady in the world who would be so gentle and mysterious, but at the same time so sensual and outspoken. She is true Icon of genuine and obscure art. And it's still a delight to return to those times when she impressed me with her talent always balancing on the sharp edge.

Marooned

 

“This is what they mean by 'ghost town', she thought. It truly feels like a place frozen in time...”

 

I love this video so much. So beautiful, so fragile and so tragic...

“Show me a fantasy novel about Chernobyl - there isn't one! Because reality is more fantastic.” 

Colony Collapse

Oh dear, what a sorry state we're in
We brought the battle
We saw the signs
Now we've found ourselves two steps behind

Give us the rope and we'll tie our own noose
We truly believed all we touched turned to gold
We were warned but we wouldn't be told

I'm counting days like they're running out
There's ghosts in the water, so prey for drought

This time there's no where to hide
We're facing the firing squad side by side

They said that the ocean's on fire
Say it isn't true
The truth never hurt so much
Can we start anew?

1986
This is full relapse
Our latest apocalypse
This is colony collapse

Architects - Colony Collapse

 This music can express something that cannot be put into words...

 
26.04.1986

Mountain At My Gates

I see a mountain at my gates

I see it more and more each day

What I give, it takes away

Whether I go or when I stay

I see a mountain in my way

It's looming larger by the day

I see a darkness in my fate

I'll drive my car without the brakes

I see a mountain at my gates

I see it more and more each day

And my desire wears a dark dress

But each day, I see you less

Oh, gimme some time

Show me the foothold from which I can climb

Yeah, when I feel low

You show me a signpost for where I should go

Through lanes and stone rows

Black granite, wind blows

Fire lake and far flame

Go now but come again

Dark clouds gather 'round

Will I run or stand my ground?

Foals - Mountain At My Gates

They are strange. They are unique. They are talanted. They are math. The are edgy. They are deep, soulful and mysterious. And they are unbeliavable melancholy.
And every time I listen to them, I feel their music beating with my heart and running throught my veins. It captivates my soul and I can't get it out from my head for so long time. And I think I almost love them...

London Thunder

I'm on the red-eye flight to nowhere good

How about you?

I've been in the air for hours, meteor showers by the pool

So one last drink for summer always leaving never you

Come back to London thunder, the sound of sorrow in my room

There is no way to realign, upholster skin I take back every line

Lost my mind in San Francisco, the worn out disco when tempers cooled

There is no water, there is no sound

Will you come around? Will you come around?

There is no space, there is no time

Where'd you draw the line?

And now the tables turn, it's over

And with my fingers burned I start a new

And now I've come back down, I'm older

I look for something else to hold on to

I'm on the red-eye flight to nowhere good

How about you?

Foals - London Thunder

“When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.”

In this rainy and cold evening there is no better place to go than the land where melancholy and memories live. And I want to listen to this beautiful song when I'll be there.

Late Night

Oh I hope that you somebody,
Someone I could count
To pull me to my feet again
When I was in doubt

Did you throw your heart away?
Oh, I know just what I say
Did your phone cut in the way?
Being still downtown I say
And I know you ran away
Oh, I know, but I'm feeling okay
And I found love and fear won't go
And I found love and feeling won't go
See you walk away, feeling okay now
Happy now, happy now?
  

Stay with me, stay with me, stay with me, stay with me

Foals - Late Night

I still can't find myself in indie music and do not really seek for it, but I think I finally find place where I can feel like home...