*NEW MUSIC RELEASE* someone i used to knowno one knew him well‘strange as hella spoon–a hero too–is all that turned the screw from way back whenyou don’t know thenhe pulled awayaround the bendno one saw that train again ’til someone said throw the netsand drag the lakewe can’t waste another dayif we’re to save the… Read More Remember John Cope
At the water’s edgeWe breathe our last goodbyesAnd heave a heavy sighSublime this place in time Beneath the dying lightWe pay our last respectsAnd shoulder vast regrets –‘remember things we can’t forget A bridge of sighsSweet lullabiesStars that rise at eventideWe collude and we collide Don’t lose your faith in time this time… Read More Eventide
’round and ’roundwe turn alonetogether to a place we’ve never known … and call it home just like birdsour thoughts alighton threads so fine ’til startled into flight and we thinkand we feeland we tremble at timesbut don’t talk at all
if we get a chance we’ll get out of this place, ‘hop in my car and drive to the rain
Originally posted on Robert Müller and the Way Home:
Lie down in the yarrow of the field Let yourself be swallowed By waves of deep green And lose the notion that it all might be a dream Upon new grass, become a love supreme An unfortunate soul trying to break through Caught in the…
This is an unusual occurrence of a lyrics-first song. The changing time signatures keep things interesting, but the song remains very accessible. You can find the lyrics here.
A new series from Robert Müller
It’s always unnerving listening to playback in the studio. Not unlike being suspended in midair; either waiting for your wings to take flight, or gravity to take hold and send you plummeting.
right back where we began nice to see you here again darkness in the heart of summer but for stars without number teases like I shouldn’t wonder seductive currents pull you under right back where we began nice to see you here again listen for the little whispers feel the friction turn to blisters darkness in… Read More Violet