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Here On The Moon
03:18
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Do you stand by my side out of love or from fear?
Tread on the bones of the ones who left here
I'll take three sacred words and I'll make this house safe
Clutching your fingertips right to the grave
Take three steps forward, miss a turn
Stop your game and watch it burn
Here on the moon
It's true that I wanted you all to myself
You washed the bowl, put it back on the shelf
No traces of arsenic here will you find
Protector, my sister, you've always been kind
Take three steps forward, miss a turn
Stop your game and watch it burn
Covered in ash, our empire in ruins
Now the only place for us, girl, is here on the moon
The deadliest nightshade is fully in bloom
Creeps up like ivy and covers our room
Miles from the others and miles from our sins
And yet the outside is still creeping in
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Fluid
03:47
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You're not a person made of shelves
You are fluid
That You does not exist anymore
Survives yet self-destructs
A dichotomy
Deferring pain through vice
You can't lie to yourself
No good at secrets
The clues present themselves
Be true!
You only have the NOW!
Don't think about it!
Enjoy yourself!
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3. |
Slaughterhouse
05:08
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Don't be the man who sweeps it under
Don't keep your sadness under cover
It doesn't have to be okay
Don't save it for a rainy day
Nothing hurt and everything was beautiful
It doesn't work
You have to feel it all
I know why the mockingbird sings
And why the magpie brings me shiny, shiny things
Nursery rhymes, pearls and shells
Distractions from their homemade hell
Denial is a river, you see
Escape away from you and me
From whiskey boat to nightcap sea
Too hard and drunk to swim upstream
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4. |
Smoke and Mirrors
04:58
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You tried to give me the moon
A crimson flower in bloom
Your arms were so big and so wide
She pulled me deep inside her tide
"The moon's not yours to give!"
You cried through blood-red tears
Pretty little liar, you were the master of smoke & mirrors
Jesse, your ghost is fading
Crucified, deceased, decaying
Jesse, no more hauntings
Exiled from my dreams
Joined up the lines
From dots to dots
A thinly-veiled plot
Cause you never thought you'd get caught
Silence is the loudest sound
It makes me want to shout
Banging like a jungle drum
That led me to your hideout
Now you're dead to me
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5. |
St Vitus
04:20
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Round and round and round we go
Like tree seeds on the breeze
Sinners it is time to pay and set your demons free
Round and round and round we go
St. Vitus sings his curse
Holy wrath has gripped our hearts and tossed them in the hearse
The folly of dance it calls to us
It makes us pay our dues
And there shall be no escape
From red and bloody shoes
Ashes to ashes
Piper to drum
Tap your sister
The dancing plague has come
They'll put us on display
The power of suggestions says that you could die this way
Have you sinned
Have you wronged, could you cast a stone
Come and join with bells on limbs and dance your skin to bones
Shrinking violets
Black-eyed susans
Daisy, rose and thorns
Flowers waltzing to their grave
Their petals bruised and torn
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I know we move in cycles
I know we all have rhythm
And you're not one to miss a beat
Sometimes you don't mind calling
My door is always open
But yours are tired and angry feet
You wax, you wane
You act insane
Singing a different tune
The tide's come in
You get the bends
Under a full wolf moon
Your friendships are paperchains
Cut up with knives and blades
Blacking out your window pane
It doesn't have to be this hard
FFS we all love you
But only you can stop the pain
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I try to keep things nonchalant
Keep my distance at the door
Hoist up the occasional smile
But behind my teeth are oceans filled with shipwrecks
Drowned sailors and fish bones
I drag them all behind me
Take long walks in the city
Make art from the things I would pick up
Rusty nails, tyres, bashed in car doors
Collections of transgressions done against me
Mounted in colour, shape and form
Patterns emerge and I'm up to my eyes in it
A whale surfaces and swallows me whole
And I, like Jonah, become reborn
Cut away long-term friends
Howl at my mom
Blame it on a full wolf moon
In the end its frenzy tears everything apart
Rubs salt in the same old wounds again and again
You'd think I'd be familiar with its colour and texture by now
But I've decided to be alone
I don't get hurt nor does anyone else
Just look at me, my life, I could've been so much more
Blame it on a full wolf moon
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7. |
White Door
04:56
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It's late summer, we parted in spring
And yet when I play you're still all I sing
I'm outside your door, won't you let me in?
It's raining, I'm pouring and drowning in gin
Repeating your name because you're on mind again
The music, the madness, your bedroom, our sins
I'm cracking, I'm the first one to admit
It's not my fault, you're too hard to quit
Swam against the current, I flew without wings
Turns out rejection ain't really my thing
White Door, why don't you welcome me no more?
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Doldrums
07:35
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Today, I feel like I am drifting away
Where is my anchor, where is my dry land?
The sky's clouded over, the waves look the same
I look to the sky, I welcome the rain
Today I feel like I'm a million miles away
From the life I tried so very hard to create
Sometimes the change is too much to take
Changing a noun to a verb in our break
I keep on hearing that I am so strong
I've got the skills to carry on
Credit's not due, who do you see?
Look a bit closer; I'm struggling
I know in good time I will find a way
And you'll have your place too, that's just how it works
A light in the darkness is all that I ask
Some hope that in time this storm will pass
Give me strength
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Low Red Moon Birmingham, UK
"Imagine, if you can, a blend of enigmatic Texas desert pop and swirly psychedelia, shot through with the clang and echo of
surfy guitars." - Matt Almond for ROCKwell UnScene
"I always think they'd make a rocking 'Twin Peaks' house band!" -Alan, Kushikatsu Records"
Avant, "Psy-Fi Americana" band, Low Red Moon are an 8-person-strong musical force, living in Birmingham, UK.
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