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Each heartbeat follows another step that will switch the thoughts and words inside your head. Life will bloom right before your eyes, and you know it quiet well. All imitations aside, every set up in its place. The smoke lingering across the room, the sense losing its ability. Calm for the night, a very slow night. Close your eyes and inhale again. Something is just not right. His heart still stutters in his chest when he hears those words. And then the memory slots back into place, they've been coming back in bits and pieces this whole time, snatches of memory. Different vintage points on conversations he's in the middle of... Different perspectives on decisions he's already made (or will make). The cracks from the ceiling endure a nightmare from the past fall. Would it be necessary to cover up the memory with future prescence? The absoulte change of emotions gather around for a final blow. Everything else substitudes itself to sleep. As explosions grow in wider in the sky, saddness and anger rushes in filled with real emotions. A stutter becomes into a last conversation, closing on life there was no prediction. The suns horizon closes in with a orange blur. And in this empty space, cold air rising above my feet.
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A proper way to go to sleep. A distance of measuring dreams connected between feelings. Motives from one being passed to another. As far as the story goes; as soon as you wake up I'll disappear. Fading from a distance. The clouds cover up the sky. The street lights turn the clouds into a pasty orange color. I have begun to realize a new way of sympathy but somewhere in my mind I feel apathy. Tired eyes in the wandering dark. Everything continues to move but I am no longer breathing. This is the sound of a cause
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