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... 

 

Being Human Is Weird

 

A hot breath on the back of my neck by
Someone pushing his way to the bar
And to my left, somebody's father is pressing
Right up against someone's daughter with shark eyes

And now I'm smoking too much
It's the only excuse
I have to get away from filling my black lungs
With cheap perfume

And now everybody's talking
But no one's saying a damn thing
Just taking turns reciting something absurd
That they heard once
The things that I would do just to get inside
Of some woman's blurred view
And all the things that I would do
To get out once I actually do

And I... I'm over it
And now I... I'm over it
And I... I'm over it
And now I... I'm over it

I'll buy a drink for a stranger
She's been giving me eyes all night
Maybe give her an empty line

Now I'm part of it
I'm part of it
Now I'm part of it
(And now everybody's talking
But no one's saying a damn thing)
I'm part of it
(Just taking turns reciting something absurd
That they heard once)
Now I'm part of it
(The things that I would do just to get inside
Of some woman's blurred view)
I'm part of it
(And all the things that I would do to get out)

OWEL - Being Human Is Weird

This song has so easily captivated me with its touching and sincere simplicity, perfectly complemented by incredibly sophisticated and sublime musical patterns. There is something so familiar in this melody, something so soulful in this voice, but at the same time something so unattainable beautiful hovers above. And it seems to me that this song is a story of a cute and shy guy from the house next door, a boy who you have known for so long that it seems that he cannot be anything more than you use to see in him... But one day he inadvertently opens his sad soul permeated with pain and scattering of dreams imprisoned in it to you. A soul that has become a home for all the unnoticed beauty of this world. And you watch with a sinking heart as a storm is forming in your heart, tearing off the last veils of self-control from your soul. And now it's not so easy to just take your eyes off him. Just like I can't stop listening to this song...

 

How Do You Know

 

You said you'd hate to see me drown in the river

I've got news for you sister

I don't want to either

You said the size of the buildings will dwarf me

And the shadows with cloak me

And the fumes will choke me

You said I never even tried one time

How do you know?

How do you know I never?

Maybe the sights will make me star-struck

Maybe you're right:

I'll come unstuck

And run out of luck

But maybe I'll use the shadows to shade me

Use the river to float me

And be the blood that runs through me

You said I never even tried one time

How do you know?

How do you know I never? 

 Gaoler's Daughter - How Do You Know

I found this old box covered with dust, ran my hand over it, feeling a bitter-sweet sensation melted with all-consuming sense of sadness and nostalgia steal over me, spreading from my fingertips. And I just wanted to pass it by, because all these feelings and images are still so real, but at the last moment I nevertheless decided to look into it, not even imagining that I was opening Pandora's box with devilishly seductive and angelically charming music that took me into its radiant depths, swirling me in its sparkling whirlpool, woven from memories of youth, the spirit of freedom, tart sweetness and charming audacity, giving the dizzying feeling that everything is possible and life is fiilled with so many hauntingly beautiful stories to discover.
And yes, yes, yes: this album is one of the best things I've ever heard and one of the sweetest things I've ever tasted.

If [Loss] Then [Leader]

If you lay down
You are never waking up and that's where you're gonna be
If you close your eyes
You will never see it out if that's what you wanna see
If you fall down
You are never crawling out if that's where you wanna be
If your palms are down, you should never lift them up
All hail the tragedy

I never knew that I was upside down
Call out the sleeping soul, wake up the sleeping sun
Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever
And everything else will end

Manipulator, do you understand brazen truth?
You love things you don't understand
Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever
I have an interesting analogy
Love is painful, always
And everything else will end
Everything else
Everything else
Everything will end

If you lay down
You are never waking up and that's where you're gonna be
If you close your eyes
You will never see it out if that's what you wanna see
If you fall down
You are never crawling out if that's where you wanna be
If your palms are down, you should never lift them up
All hail the tragedy

I could never run as fast as the light finds black
So leave me lightless
Kick up the dust into the emptiness
And forget your history
I just want to look into its lying eyes
Embrace me longer
Kick up the dust into its empty gaze
Yeah, that's where the fall begins

Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever

Norma Jean - If [Loss] Then [Leader]

Oh, the overwhelming emotions of his voice and piercing tragedy of these lyrics resonate in my heart with such force that if it were made of diamond it would still be covered with cracks, if it were made of marble it would still crumble to dust... So listening to this song, I try to save myself, gripping my chest tightly with both hands... But it can hardly help me. So hold tight, girl, there is no salvation once you heard this.

Hickory Creek

It's so hard to let go
You can hear me but I'm invisible
But if you dig out your eyes, maybe pain will subside
The worst that could happen is you never see me again
But the worst is yet to come, my friend

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now

I left so long ago
You never noticed I was gone
Now that you don't have eyes, maybe now you'll realize
Within your own head, you're creating these lies
For what it's worth, you're still beautiful
But beauty lies within the eyes

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now
It's time to walk away with nothing left
Nothing left in my soul
I've faded into myself

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now
It's time to walk away with nothing left
Nothing left in my soul
I'm fading faster now

Whitechapel - Hickory Creek

Let me find a shelter in the velvet shroud of your voice telling stories about unbearable pain, about the inevitability of losses, about the inexorable run of time... But at the same time reminding me that memory and beauty will live forever... Sublime and beauty, unbreakable strength and soothing gentleness that permeates every word you say hurt and cure me at the same time. And I'm paralyzed with the beauty within these lines...