
Date of issue: 25.01.2018
Record label: Glacial Pace
Song language: English
Dust Layers |
June traded me for October |
Carried me through to the November winds |
Caves in the ground, though we often slip |
To look outside with squinting eyes |
I crawled underneath the weight of all of it |
As time squeezed out both sides |
You barely move to lift one of your fingers |
Just clinch your fist and bend all of them (bend all of them) |
Aim towards the ground, you cannot miss |
Or aim high if that’s your bulls-eye |
Every piece that’s found should not be mis- |
Taken as one from your pie |
It’s cool how you are just you (Ooh!) |
And it’s nice how we can just hang on too (Yeah!) |
It seems like we don’t lose our youth (Ooh!) |
And I just can’t see losing you (Ooh!) |
Born of ice and salt—I'll meet you back there, yeah |
'Cause we are foreign travelers |
Of many dimensions here or there |
Dormant underground: |
Like a windblown seed yet sown |
One millennium ends tomorrow |
Dust layers the cluttered shelf |
So many layers of substrate there |
But here it’s all layers of dust down to the core |
It’s pretty unfortunate now that |
It’s only us left none of your precious ores |
Good shits still mixed with the dust, but oh well… |
It’s just a fraction of what sinks to the floor |
As the passing of time aligns |
With the layers of dust, pieces of us |
Born to cities of rust under the crust |
Add another layer of dust |
All caked with ice and nebulas |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Belongings | 2018 |
Walking in the Air | 2016 |
Lumens | 2018 |
On the Warm Side | 2018 |
A Part | 2018 |
Great Wave | 2018 |
Hi Low | 2018 |
One Eyed Jack | 2018 |
Island Shore | 2018 |
Another Time | 2018 |
Sunlight Daze | 2018 |